"Goodness."
Looking at the twenty-six War Blood Antelopes behaving like mad creatures, as if they intended to kill him, the terrifying aura made Qin Chen feel a slight shiver in his heart.
This attack's power exceeded every previous one, and could even be described as earth-shattering.
Moreover, the herd of antelopes soared into the sky; this scene seemed a bit bizarre, but the magic was here: in the high air, each gust of wind seemed to be the ground beneath their feet.
Instead of any inclination to fall, they continuously leaped toward the higher sky dome.
"Devouring Ants, it's time for your show."
Qin Chen summoned the Smoke Storage Gourd, releasing a swarm of Devouring Ants. Each ant looked chilling, and over a thousand of them were terrifying.
Even when faced with War Blood Antelopes much stronger than themselves, these Devouring Ants showed not an ounce of fear.
They surged toward the antelopes like a tidal wave.
