No one noticed that in the sky, a black-robed youth's hand was slowly clenching tightly.
On the battlefield, Number 5 was smiling as he walked towards Su Yu, who was hugging Little Purple tightly. The surrounding orcs were approaching them step by step.
"Your Highness, why are you doing this?"
Suddenly, it was as if an extremely cold hand had grabbed onto his heart.
His breathing instantly became chaotic, his pupils dilated, and his body trembled slightly due to his instincts.
It was as if he was being watched by something extremely terrifying...
"This is killing intent..." He took a step back in shock.
Looking around, he realized that he wasn't the only one. The orcs around him were all trembling, unable to take another step forward.
A tangible killing intent flowed on the ground, rolling so hard that it seemed as if it could instantly pull people to hell.
The entire battlefield suddenly became strangely silent.