บท 1757: Help (2)

Suddenly, two loud booms sounded. Hall's line of sight shifted away from Long Shi.

On the other side of the battlefield, two figures were continuously attacking the undeads that besieged them. The two figures were so insignificant in front of the dragons, but they relied on their powerful strength to force back the undeads time and time again, protecting the two seriously injured dragons behind them.

"Where did those two humans come from?!" Hall roared. One Long Shi was already giving him a headache, but there were two powerful humans by his side!

Humans were the weakest among the eight races. In the eyes of the undeads, humans were just vulnerable.