One man against a thousand, Xu Wanying_1
They wore silver helmets and silver armor. They held silver Spears in their hands and had silver swords at their waists. Each of them wore a silver metal mask on their face. Although they were all wearing armor, they didn't look heavy at all. Their bodies were actually floating in the air.
At a glance, one could not see the head or tail of this silver Army. It was unknown how many people there were. These people were all standing there quietly, as if they were waiting for something.
In front of this group stood a few people in white robes. These people were of different ages, but each of them gave people a very sacred feeling.
If Zhao Hai could see them, he would know that they were the Protoss. The Protoss Army had no less than a million soldiers. They were gathered at the New World, like soldiers waiting to go on a campaign.