章 1188: Battle of the Black Skull (2)

The battle formation of Clan Valor was steadily advancing while keeping its shape, but Sunny was a poor fit for their polished tactics. 

Someone needed to break the momentum of the horde of the Beastmaster's thralls, anyway. There was a sea of them, ranging from pitiful Dormant vermin to frightening Corrupted behemoths. The charge of the cavalry had destroyed some, but countless more remained. 

Looking at the surging mass of abominations, Sunny couldn't help but feel a shiver run down his spine. Beastmaster… her power was truly great and terrible. 

But then, he could be terrible himself. 

As Sunny unleashed the shadows contained within his divine lantern, a tide of darkness suddenly spread from his feet, reaching into the attacking horde. 

A moment later, it came alive. 

'Kill!'