Hehe...
In the darkness, a terrifying sound echoed, followed by a black long line that stretched for thousands of miles sweeping in their direction.
Jian Wushuang focused his gaze and realized the magnitude of the situation.
100,000 Devouring Demons, neatly arranged, were charging toward them.
10,000 in each row, a total of ten queues.
Although the treasure points given in these first three waves were few, they were crucial for the position of the commander and other roles.
Ignoring all dignity, Si Tian rushed ahead, completely relying on speed.
Watching these frenzied individuals, Jian Wushuang remained unfazed.
He still stood on the city wall, with only an additional long sword behind him.
It was still that ordinary treasure sword, its gray-white blade resembling ash-colored stone.
Killing enemies?
It wasn't about who could run the fastest.