The troops of the Monster Race and Demon Race were mad.
They were like famished wolves and furious roars echoed through the air. All the soldiers charged towards Fang Zhengzhi.
Fang Zhengzhi's Blazing Qilin Spear kept stabbing at the soldiers and every strike he made killed a few soldiers and severely injured dozens of them.
It was an insane massacre.
Roars and screams were heard.
Blood formed a puddle on the ground and the entire ground was soon completely red.
As the battle between Fang Zhengzhi and the troops of the Monster Race and Demon Race continued, the red Tree of God became even redder and many fruits began to bear on the tree branches.
Red, blue, green, black, white…
"Stop… stop it… they are… the people of my race…" A weak voice was heard. It was from Yun Qingwu.
She was still in a coma.
However, it was as though she had seen what happened in front of her. Perhaps she was dreaming.
