"Kill!"
Despite their last charge and the fierce blood-colored light blades that they slashed, the remaining thousand plus people and their war horses all shattered outside Dead City.
The six thousand Iron Riders died in a blink of an eye before the Giant City, and the scene immediately fell silent.
Inside the Dead City, black mist churned, curling around Xiao Chen, making him appear imposing and terrifying, like the Overlord Demon King himself.
At this moment, an intricate and incomprehensible demon pattern slowly emerged on Xiao Chen's forehead. Resembling a vertical eye and a black lotus, it evoked a pressing aura and oozed demonic charm.
However, the veterans in the distance had recognized that the so-called demon pattern was actually an Ancient Divine Text. No one could discern its meaning, and they stared in astonishment at the man and woman atop the city.
