Huang Tian's death was a great loss to the human team. Even though he was not especially strong when compared to Feng Hong's fiery flames, even though his movements were not as fluid and agile as Liang Jing's, and even though he did not have strong crowd control skills like Zeng Yun.... The defense and talent for blocking enemies on the front line were top-notch.
Among those present, everyone had been saved in one way or another by Huang Tian's huge bone shield. The man had even taken not a few hits for the sake of not allowing his teammates to suffer injuries or to buy at least a second more of time all for the sake of allowing the mages and archers to launch an extra attack.
Looking at the man who after every battle always ended up being the most badly wounded due to his constant sacrifice being mercilessly killed by the red-colored weaver ant, time seemed to stop for an instant, as well as the hearts of the soul evolvers fighting behind him.
"Huang Tian!"