"Good...Good! Kill! Wipe them all out!"
Showered with continual praise, Xia Yanlong marvelled at Su Changkong's might while giving the order. Taking advantage of the shock from Su Changkong's arrow, he commanded the three Saint Warriors in his own ranks to join the battlefield, intent on eradicating the attacking Monster Warriors.
"Go... Don't get entangled in a fight!"
The skeletal-faced man roared. His body was enveloped in black mist that writhed as if alive. Among the group of Monster Warriors, he was the strongest because he had been a Saint Warrior in life, not merely a Monster Warrior like the others.
"Run! Flee!"
