The players of the Heavy Shield Guild were shocked.
The Twilight City troop had utterly broken through the defensive line of the evil half-murlocs and left only a few scattered in the air.
However, the deadly weapons still captured them. Battle tomahawks whistled out and slayed each of the remaining evil half-murlocs.
The scene returned to silence after a series of screams.
The sandstorm in the sky slowly rotated, and the undead dragon exponentially soared.
The gargoyles gripped their battle tomahawks tightly again, and the king mummies gathered their floating battle swords by their sides.
Dilapidated buildings stood behind the ferocious troops.
Scarlet corpses fell one after another in the ruins.
The war scattered broken limbs and blood everywhere. They turned the already dilapidated walls into hell.
'Whoosh!'
The sound of flapping wings reverberated from afar.
