In an instant, an arrow rain formed in the sky and fell directly.
The warriors were unafraid; even if injured, they could still wage a great battle.
But those Awakened were different; they couldn't hold on for long. Soon, some met their demise, and the casualties continued to grow. Even the steps of the Five Great Venerables, including the Winged Celestial God, were halted, stopping their advance to respond.
"Ah, these warriors are getting stronger!"
"Not just stronger, there are more of them too!"
"How can this be, damn it."
With the continuous gathering of those warriors, their combat strength increased, and their power grew ever greater.
Some Awakened at this moment could no longer withstand it, heavily wounded, retreating constantly, as casualties mounted, staining the earth red with blood.
At the same time, people noticed.
If you exit a certain distance, the warriors would not attack.
But this way,
