Tens of kilometers ahead of the blade demons' base, the human soldiers were rallying.
The soldiers either had serious or nervous faces, but they were all staring at the enormous base shrouded in light smoke.
Nangong Jing and the other young dukes were floating in the air, along with the strong people from the military. The powerful force field managed to block even the sandstorm.
At this moment, Nangong Jing took out a wine that was flashing with golden light.
She flicked off the lid, and immediately, the smell of good wine wafted in the air. Nangong Jing chugged the entire bottle.
"Gulp gulp... haa~"
Nangong Jing's face was slightly red. Her star-like eyes turned golden slowly.
Her hand flashed with golden light, and the crystal bottle turned into dust and dissipated in the air.
She smiled at a middle-aged man. "Old Derry, let's start."
