Defeat is as devastating as a mountain's collapse.
Bloody remains of defeated soldiers were scattered about. The few remaining warriors of the Evil Spirits Tribe were defeated to the point of losing the courage to even carry their weapons. They tremely hid behind chaotic stones and withered wood, because once they revealed themselves, they would be pierced by fine steel giant arrows shot out of nowhere and lose their lives.
The city's giant crossbow hidden at the end of the hill was still operational. With each arrow shot, more than half of the scattered Evil Spirit Clan warriors were lost, only some defeated generals were barely hanging on.
"Despicable humans, I will kill you!"
The originally skinny Evil Exterminator, at this moment, was trembling with blood and Qi all over his body. His eyes were filled with a murderous intent as red as blood. A blood-colored horizontal blade appeared in his hand as he roared at the golden figure in the sky.
"Kill!"
