"Hurry up, hurry up!" At the peak of Gourd Mountain, an officer shouted loudly.
And along with his roar, squads of Demon Spirit Soldiers were gathering at the Gourd Mouth, clearly preparing to enter.
It's worth mentioning that all the soldiers were carrying Demon Soldier Axes, perfectly identical in size and specs.
The pattern on their shoulder patches was also exactly the same as the war axes in their hands.
"Within the 800-meter depth, all Cold Beasts have been completely cleared! This is the operational environment carved out for us by Blade and Shield charging forward one after another!" The officer's voice was rough, echoing over the battlefield, full of passion.
The officer's gaze swept across the field: "Once you reach the designated area, no need to report in, immediately clear the Cold Branches!
Attention! Destroy the felled Cold Branches on the spot. Don't let branches fall into the Abyss and interfere with the brothers' work. Is that clear?"
"Yes, sir!"
"Yes, sir!"
