章節 1018: Air strike (1)

The sky above the Lord's Alliance Army was quickly covered by a shadow.

As far as the eye could see, a large number of strangely shaped flying objects, reflecting the cold light of metal, were rapidly flying toward the Alliance camp.

There were so many of them that when they gathered together, they looked like dark clouds, covering the sky and earth!

No one had ever seen such a flying object, nor did they know its exact origin, but everyone knew that its appearance was definitely not a good thing.

Subconsciously, all the Allied soldiers were on guard.

However, the Alliance generals who had just read the intelligence immediately thought of something, and their faces turned pale.

damn it! That's the flying battle puppet of the heavenly demon race!

The entire camp immediately became chaotic following the angry roars of these generals. The soldiers of the Allied army who had long heard of the heavenly demon race were at a loss.