Then... gaze upon the earth.
At this moment, the army within the Heart of the Wild felt a chill throughout their bodies.
Their greatest reliance was gone.
A feeling of being lambs waiting to be slaughtered arose in their hearts.
On the city walls, the originally confident Beastman Commander saw this scene, his hand trembling unnaturally.
An electric numbness surged from the soles of his feet to his head, his ears buzzing.
He wanted to say something, but felt like he couldn't utter a word.
He wanted to do something, but upon seeing the hundreds of majestic figures in the sky, he felt that anything he did would be in vain.
Despair, helplessness, pain... the emotions in his heart suddenly plunged to the lowest point.
Just then, in his sight, the angels in the sky moved...
Without any hesitation, they wielded Cyan Moss Battle Sabers and flew out directly, attacking the Hawk Knights above the Heart of the Wild in the most direct manner!
Wolves into a flock of sheep!
