Blood stained the battlefield. The battle had inflicted heavy damage on the Sun Never Sets and the four-nation alliance, but it was not over yet.
The forces of Sun Never Sets were gradually eroded, and the four-nation alliance relied on their own strength to launch continuous assaults.
Taotie was surrounded by five mythical beasts. Black Tortoise and Orochi were fighting against two mythical beasts respectively. Even White Tiger had no choice but to fight against the mythical beasts that had rushed forward, in order to protect Yan Yu.
Yan Yu could no longer remember how many bottles of Magic Recovery Potion he had drunk. His hand that was raising his staff was aching to the extent that it was numb, and his senseless arms could only keep on waving around. Each more cast of the Sacred Shield would save a soldier's life. He could not stop, and he did not dare to.
