While riding the black eagle, Abigail circled on top of everyone.

Her indifferent gaze was staring at the crowd below.

As Nestor had acted in time, the poison mist only managed to affect half of them.

However, it was not difficult for her to poison the rest of them with her skills.

The Mystic Arts Order was not afraid of human wave strategy at all.

"Abigail?" Dustin felt stunned when he saw the young woman riding the eagle.

He did not expect her to arrive the soonest out of his other disci