Chapter 582 - Record of Seals

Smoke Stub cleaved down with his sword, toppling the Miasma Scorpion King. Poison Mist was interrupted yet again.

The Miasma Scorpion King let out a shrill cry. It up-righted itself and unleashed a flurry of blows on Smoke Stub.「Bang! Bang! Bang!」He was like an immovable reef in the face of a squall.

Smoke Stub succeeded in buying everyone another five seconds. The Miasma Scorpion King was rebuilding the poison mist from scratch. Its abdomen gradually started swelling.

Before long, the Miasma Scorpion King’s health fell to 6%.

Hell Execution!

Miss!

“It’s almost dead. One final push!” Nie Yan shouted anxiously. They had to finish things soon. Once they ran out of powerful crowd control skills and interrupts, the Miasma Scorpion King would cast Poison Mist and recover its health back to full. 

Then, they'd be doomed!

Failure was not an option!

Nie Yan glanced at his skill bar. Most of his skills were still on cooldown. This place wasn’t the Dreamworld....