This was a day of tragic heroism for the Blood Clan, with hundreds of the middling ranks within a thousand meters being slain in groups like little bats by those below.
Rauss struggled and roared above, "Bastards, you will definitely face retribution. Damn it, I will never let you go!"
Besides threatening, there was nothing else he could do.
At this moment, a Blood Clan Duke brought an ancient priest up and shouted at Long Fei's group, "Stop at once, or we will kill this priest!"
A group of Blood Clan flapped their wings, scattering and fleeing backwards.
From more than a hundred people just now, over half disappeared in an instant.
Only about twenty or thirty people, missing arms or legs, covered in blood, fled.
Amy looked at the priest and called out excitedly, "Priest!"
She raised the sword in her hand, but as she put in the effort, her wound split open, and a lot of fresh blood sprayed out again.
