"He should be dead now, shouldn't he?"

Two figures watched the flaming tornado. It had sucked in even the robotic hounds that were cowering away. The combination of the two second-realm hunters' attacks produced flames that were hot enough to burn even their fire-resistant interior.

No matter how strong Zhang Lie was, he was little more than a first-realm hunter who had gotten a little lucky, and their combined efforts were surely enough to get rid of him.

"Of course he's dead! Liu Mo, don't you think the clan grossly overestimated his abilities? One of us would have been more than sufficient to deal with an insect like...