Ye Hongyan's movements signaled the Grim Reaper Dragon Wolf Cavalry's horn of slaughter, and their raised Dragon Wolf Spears—without any fanciness—crashed into their opponents, the dark blue shadow transforming in an instant as if it had indeed morphed into the real Grim Reaper's Sickle.
To pierce, to slice. As the two torrents collided in a flash, what shattered was the side with the numerical advantage.
Whether it was absolute strength, mounts, or equipment, the gap between the two sides was too vast; it was not a contest on the same level at all.
