The azure flames spread across the entire cliff, and armored warriors roared out of the flames, pouring down from the cliff like a tidal wave.
Clad in hard steel bodies wrapped with violently spewing steam, they turned into a terrifying torrent of steel, launching a lethal charge at the players below the cliff!
Meanwhile, atop the Bronze Throne, the Black Dragon Spear in Li Changhe's hand was already resting on the bowstring. A sense of inevitable death spread throughout the valley, leaving the players in awe.
No matter how much they denied Li Changhe.
When they actually faced Li Changhe's legion and arrows, panic was inevitable.
Their domineering formation seemed almost capable of crushing everything, while the drawn but not released arrows felt as if they might randomly select and kill any player.
Even the guy who had just been talking big was now tense all over, fearful that the next arrow would target him.
