(I)
A large quantity of healing light scattered in the air, coming from the priests’ collective healing. They were trying to raise the morale of those officers and soldiers that went through a hard battle in the Southern Mountain’s City. For the moment, the demons’ advance had been stopped.
“Boss, let’s rush in and kill the enemy.” Suddenly lacking strong opponents, Sima Xian expressed a fierce unsatisfaction, his eyes gleaming with a blood-thirsty light.
Long Haochen pondered for a bit, “Advance thirty meters forward. Take a mobile formation!” Giving this order, he once again summoned his Brilliant Holy Shield, and lead his comrades forward.
