Just as Fang Zhou was carefully observing the development of the battle, he suddenly heard a familiar voice shouting, "All troops, prepare!"
From Hecarim's tone, Fang Zhou seemed to have guessed something. Was it finally time to counterattack?
The battle situation had persisted to this point, and the number of demons on the battlefield had already reached a high saturation.
This was the opportunity that Hecarim had been waiting for.
At his signal, the lineup of undead casters at the back of the battlefield immediately raised their Magic Staffs, the colorful lights on the Bone Staffs growing brighter and brighter.
At the same time, in the center of the battlefield, a rapidly expanding black point of light began to appear in mid-air.
Summoning the Soul-Binding Scythe projection!
A powerful wave of Death Energy enveloped all areas within a hundred meters.
