The sonorous horn, the dull footsteps, and the sound of metal colliding with various weapons became the main melody of the battlefield.
An endless troop looked like Hei Chao marched toward the crack that tore the sky and the earth in the horizon with firm steps.
The vast scene was arduous to describe even with the imagination of mortals.
That was a battle that belonged to the gods. They were the world masters.
The audience in the live broadcast room was also excited at this moment.
"F*ck, even the angels have formed a troop? Was that the army of the god of Cheng Xi? I saw the badge engraved on their bodies…"
"I can take down a country if they give me one-tenth of these troops or even one-ten-thousandth!"
"Is this the true power of the sect? The innumerable legendary transcendent soldiers as rice!"
To the players, such a scene could be considered a dream.
