Under the swing of the silver sword, black blood splattered.
This group of wolf cavalry resembled a squad of knights on an expedition.
Draw swords, sheathe swords, movements were neat and uniform.
It looked quite pleasing to the eye.
Compared to the elegance of the wolf cavalry in battle,
the nearby minotaurs were utterly wild and unrestrained!
Their attack method was singular, swinging giant totems like tree trunks to smash!
Smashed down hard!
Shadow monsters were sent flying by the totems, some even crushed on the spot!
Splatter! Splatter!
Crystals shattered, black liquid splashed like the blood of these shadow creatures.
The Shadow Legion began to collapse relentlessly!
Seeing the shocked expressions of the Witch Race soldiers, Han Xing said, "The Shadow Legion poses no real threat to us anymore. Lead your soldiers and go support the other battlefields."
At this moment, the Witch Race officer seemed to finally come to his senses.
He hurriedly replied, "Yes... Yes!"
