Richard commanded Alves to charge into the troop of players and start a massacre.
His attitude was overbearing.
No one could block the damage of a Beyond A-rank skill.
The exaggerated corrosiveness became the nightmare of the opponents. They would turn bloody as long as one was in contact with Twilight City troops.
The burning power of blood became a natural shield.
They would be like sheep entering a tiger's mouth if the enemy wanted to get close to attack.
The defense troops would directly devour them.
Richard had only two battle units, but no one could stop him with Alves at his back and call.
The players at the back had ugly expressions on their faces. They had hoped that the air force could suppress the Twilight City troops.
However, they didn't expect the dragon alone could throw the entire troop into chaos.
"Increase the distance! Spellcaster, long-range attack!"
