Whoever it might be, would be fearful of a super-level warcraft capable of using the "Invisibility Technique". The Moorish people on the opposite bank instantly fell into chaos. One ball of crimson mist after another erupted from the hands of the Moorish Mages, whose necks were encircled by crimson orbs, spreading into the sky. Detection spells and shields were hastily deployed.
"My lord, I've been standing here with my tail measured for quite some time. Shall I take a break?" The Serpent Warrior, Olajuwan, suppressed his throat and muttered to the Lord from a distance.
"Hold on a bit longer, it's not everyday you see an eight-meter-tall warrior. If you curl up your tail, you won't even be as tall as me, and how do you expect to deter the enemy then?" Without waiting for the response from the lord, the Whale Warrior Figo glared at Medusa with a scowl.
"Three breaths, half," Nedved, who stood behind Liu Zhenhan, slightly moved his mouth.
