"Muba!"
The expressions of the Mingguang people and the Devil Snake people changed. They saw the Northern Wood people's Battle Saint Muba rush into the crowd of Mutated Servants and planned to go up and rescue them.
The one-eyed iron man laughed sinisterly and blocked the Radiant Battle-Saint. There were also a few mutated attendants blocking the Snake-Devil Battle-Saint.
The remaining human apostles and a few other Mutated Servants attacked Muba.
Muba's face was pale, and a hint of despair appeared in his eyes.
Right at this moment, the green flames and other attacks that were about to hit Muba stopped in their tracks. They did not disappear or weaken, but their auras could not be sensed, as if they did not exist in this space.
Everyone was stunned. Muba, who was originally in despair, widened his eyes and couldn't help but feel happy.
He had thought that he was going to die, but he did not expect to survive.