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But the situation was urgent, and Wang Heng could not afford to care about much else. As he raised the Sword of Immortal Destruction in his hand to issue an order, suddenly the sound of a musical instrument's strings twanged—catching him by surprise. Before Wang Heng could understand what was happening, he grunted, feeling as if his head had been hammered by a colossal force of ten thousand catties. Caught off guard, his body pitched forward, and he plummeted straight down.
The ambush was unexpected, and the thousand Black Warriors he led were greatly alarmed.
"City Lord—"
"Captain—"
"Big brother—"
These people cried out in shock, immediately throwing their formation into complete disarray.
"Twang, twang, twang—" the resonant sound of the instrument continued, and instantly, another group of Black Warriors screamed as they fell straight down.
