In the Fallen God Land before daybreak, the golden cross on the forehead of a man in white robes shone brightly out of nowhere like it was burning in flames. The glow dimmed quickly a moment later.
In his white robes, Min Ze opened his eyes all of a sudden.
"Yuan Feng and Luo Liang are dead?! And so are three of our imperial-level crimson gold-ranks?!" Everything that happened before the five of them were killed came clearly into his mind.
"A battle formation made of up to 1,000 different monsters and its ability is close to an imperial-level white gold-rank's battle form…" Min Ze frowned while feeling perplexed. "There must be someone controlling these monsters. Who exactly is that who can control up to 1,000 monsters at the same time?!"
In reality, not only did Min Ze see that. The other Saint messengers saw the same thing too and they were horrified.
