1755 Blight Mountain Axe

Under the command of some especially powerful abyssal creatures, these terrifying creatures unleashed an icy cold aura. They were fearless and felt no pain. They pressed forward with indomitable will. Soon after, they turned into a gray airflow which drifted under the artillery fire.

By the time Guo Zhenfeng made his way to the frontline and fought against these abyssal creatures, he finally understood why the earlier defense lines failed to resist them. 

The abyssal creatures were reckless. They were just charging forward wildly regardless of the risks and dangers. 

Guo Zhenfeng looked slightly pale as he stood on a mountain peak. A set of tattered red mecha was healing itself not far away from where he stood. 

He had already launched a few attacks. Each time, he would attack the opposing side's leader to slow down the opponents.