‘Are those…’
Darryl could see a dark mass of army rushing over from the direction of the Wild Deserted Secret Region. There were more than a million of them and the army were not Raksasa Tribe Generals but…ferocious beasts.
The beasts which had grown up under extremely poor conditions in the Wild Deserted Secret Region. They were more than two meters tall and twice the size of the beasts from the Nine Continent. They looked like savage devils in the night as most of them had dark fur.
Donoghue laughed, satisfied. He shouted, “Darryl, do you think that the Raksasa Tribe will perish easily just because you united the Nine Continent? Here’s the thing, not a single one of the Nine Continent army can get out of here alive with the wild beast grand army.”
“I will kill you if you and the wild beasts are all injured. I shall become the Nine Continents Supreme! Hahaha!”
Darryl roared angrily before charging again with the Heavenly Halberd.
“Dax, go help Darryl to kill Donoghue before you help our army to fight these monsters!” bellowed Chester before he charged toward Donoghue.
He felt a chill on his scalp when he looked at the wild beast grand army. He always knew that Raksasa Tribe had them but it was still a shocking scene to witness it with his own eyes.
Dax did not waste another minute and let out a battle cry. “Die, Donoghue Dixon!” The three friends fought fiercely with Donoghue mid-air.
At the same time.
It was undeniable that the wild beast grand army had high speed as they reached the battlefield below them in an instant, looking like demons from Hell with their sharp teeth and claws.
Many soldiers of the Nine Continent could not react in time and were flung over by the beasts, suffering a horrifying death in pools of blood.
Amastan laughed sardonically when he saw the scene, menace and madness in his eyes. “Do you think that the Nine Continent can stop the Raksasa Tribe? You’re dead wrong!”
“Millions of beasts are Raksasa Tribe’s final card. Quake in fear!”
The Nine Continent army’s formation was destroyed by the countless beasts with Amastan’s yell. The battlefield flowed with rivers of blood and never-ending terrorized screams in a split second.
The faces of Quincy, Yvette, and Cindy and the other fairies paled but they clenched their teeth and aided each other as they attacked the beasts swiftly.
Although most of the beasts were of Martial Saint or Martial Marquis level only, there were way too many of them and there was no way that they could kill them all.
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