There was some irritation in his eyes, and a low impatient growl escaped his throat.
The next moment, those more formidable Plague Fly Generals were deployed.
One by one, Level 12 heroes charged directly onto the city wall.
With violent stances, they launched attacks on the Lizard-man cavalry.
But soon, these wicked heroes discovered... these heavily armored warriors matched them in ferocity.
Able to confront them head-on without taking a step back!
They're just units, right?! How can they compare with heroes?!
Yet their combat prowess was comparable, even slightly superior... This made the Plague Fly Generals' faces turn extremely grim.
But the progress of the situation wasn't swayed by their will.
The surrounding Cold-blooded Cavalry swiftly gathered, starting the hunt.
At the center of the battlefield, the Two-headed Giant Chief, with mechanical limbs and Level 17, was killing with the greatest fervor.
