The envelopment of the bloody fighting spirit began sweeping out, while the bright sky gradually turned dark and gloomy. A thick, pungent smell of blood seemed to be diffusing into the air.
Stern gazes were cast upon the Blood Hawk Troop, who was eluding fearsome fighting spirit. They looked like blood-sucking ferocious beasts who had just climbed out of a mountain filled with corpses and blood. Any enemies who appeared before them would surely be torn apart.
The Blood Hawk Troop was not the strongest among the armies in the Daluo Territory. But the killing desire they possessed was considered to be at the top of the list, and such killing desire was accumulated by the fresh blood they stockpiled.
