The news of the enemy's impending arrival did not dampen Richard's good mood.
Richard looked at the troop lair constructed from broken limbs and corpses again after he ordered the troop to be on guard and prepare for battle.
The rotten swamp recruited all the five lairs.
One hundred blood slaughterers with long snake tails on their lower bodies and thick arms on their upper bodies and held tridents appeared in the blood mud.
This scene gave people the feeling of a demon crawling out of hell.
The smile on Richard's face was particularly striking.
Rare troops were no longer generously beneficial, although Richard recruited them for free at this stage.
The pleasure of free whoring was exceptionally insane.
Time flew by. Half an hour later.
'Kacha!'
A crisp sound echoed.
A more than 20 meters spatial rift appeared in the rotten swamp if one looked sideways.
