"My Lord, the Mountain Garrison Army has surrounded us, they have mobilized their entire force!"
As Yi Tian and his companions traversed through a valley, they felt a strong sense of impending doom.
Ahead of them were three mountain peaks, lined with soldiers clad in leather armor.
Sword gleams and shadowy figures, long spears pointed to the sky.
Less than five hundred soldiers, yet they possessed the might of thousands, their presence towering.
The Qian Race Qi Refiners were truly intimidated by this momentum.
"Those who violate the Mountain Garrison Army shall be killed without mercy!"
A majestic and resonant voice echoed from the sky.
"Those who violate the Mountain Garrison Army shall be killed without mercy!"
Another unified shout, resonating from all soldiers, shaking the heavens.
The Qian Race Qi Refiner gripped his weapon, while the captured Resilience Race fighters had already begun to tremble.
This showed the intimidation of the Mountain Garrison Army.
