With the curse activation disrupted, the black mist also started to thin out.
And seeing the emerging black mist disappear without any trace, everyone on the battlefield was dumbfounded.
"Motherfucker!" Kouske screamed in anger. Nothing was going right! What the hell was this now? Why were the debuffs suddenly not working?
"What are you all fumbling about? Quick! Get the fuck back up and activate the damn skill once again!"
The warlock unit hurriedly scrambled and prepared to repeat the steps one more time when unexpectedly, once again, another gale of wind popped up and tossed them all on their asses.
Kouske's eyes widened in shock, witnessing this unbelievable scene.
Was this the work of one of the Ison Generals? Was this the Hive Queen's doing? Was the golden cage not working anymore?
His face paled as he turned to look at the Oracle for some sort of explanation. However, when he did, the damned guy was nowhere to be seen!
