830 Core Members Tournament 8

Misery simply shook his head and frowned. He fired an auto-attack towards the incoming water cannon, which morphed into an Ice Lance spell. 

The Ice Lance was powerful, yet it could not match up to the power of the Water Cannon. Nevertheless, when it collided with the skill and exploded, it created a fiery explosion, directly evaporating most of the water and sending the rest skyward. 

As such, the arena became filled with rain the next moment. Misery simply rubbed his chin, while Cold Summer sighed internally. 

"Hey buddy, don't you know that the thing I hate most in this world is water? That poisonous liquid must never enter my system." Misery spoke with some grievance in his tone. 

Cold Summer was left speechless. 

The Marine Behemoth did not find the conversation between humans interesting, as it wailed once more and charged towards Misery. Misery simply gripped his spear and smirked.