C354 Endure Until Reinforcements Arrive

Whiz, whiz.

A small rocket flew out, dragging a long trail of white flames behind it, bombarding the Woeful Disaster's body one after another.

This monster that was dozens of meters tall screamed in pain as it retreated in the explosion. Then it suddenly let out a loud roar, spurting out an extremely dark, completely black poisonous fog.

In fact, the fog was made up of tiny drops of liquid