On the blood-colored land, a black tide collided fiercely with a white one.
Whoosh!
A hundred-meter-long blood-red saber light, containing terrifying killing intent, was cleaved from the square-faced general's hand. It not only sent the general of the white-armored legion flying but also obliterated the dozens of white-armored Demon Soul soldiers around him, except for the Hundred-man General, none were spared!
The leader of a Demon Soul Legion with a force three thousand strong had overwhelming power over the leader of a Demon Soul Legion that barely had thirteen hundred soldiers.
It wasn't just the leader's strength; from the ordinary Demon Soul soldiers to the Ten-man Generals and Hundred-man Generals, all were more than ten percent stronger than those of the opposing white-armored Demon Soul Legion.
These Demon Soul soldiers, who were resurrected once every five years, seemed to have the ritual of their faction, the instinct to kill, branded into their very bones.
