The Martial Alliance members felt a chill run down their spines as they surveyed the formidable opponents standing before them, each more powerful than the last.
The masked men radiated an aura of power that sent waves of fear through the Martial Alliance Ships.
Yan Xu clenched his fists, determination burning brightly in his eyes. He had always thrived in challenging situations, and this was no exception.
Initially, he had believed the situation might not be challenging enough. However, as he observed the other side, excitement coursed through him. The more dangerous it became, the greater the glory he could attain when he eventually saved them.
Nevertheless, he understood the importance of timing. If the Martial Alliance did not experience the terror instilled by these people, they would not appreciate his assistance.
