Soon, the God creatures in magic cannons arrived at the front of their battle formation. At this time, their battle formation also changed. The light cavalrymen split into two wings, and the infantrymen formed the center. They formed a swallow wing formation.
Zhao Hai looked at the formation quietly. He had prepared the Rubik's Cube formation long ago and was waiting for them to come. He didn't care what formation they were going to use. He just wanted to see why they didn't attack and if they wanted to waste a few more words with him.
Zhao Hai's guess was right. As soon as the Protoss 'battle formation was set up, a Protoss in a magic robe flew out. Zhao Hai felt that this person was a little strange, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He looked at the Protoss curiously.
