General's Death
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"There indeed seems to be a protective formation. If it were an ordinary city wall, my punch would have been enough to break through it. However, judging from the current situation, it seems about time. Once we devour all the flesh within the city, we should be able to reach the True Consciousness and begin to fulfill Saint Zi Yang's plan."
Ming Xie frowned.
Behind him, he observed the effectiveness of his punch.
Seifer pointed forward with his withered finger. Nearly 500 necromancy knights had already mounted their horses and slowly assembled outside the eastern city wall. Once the city wall crumbled, these necromancy knights would launch a deadly charge and reap the lives of the soldiers inside the city.
In the blink of an eye, the remaining seven black dragons launched another round of attacks.
The cracks in the city wall widened once more. However, with the protection of the formation, it still held.
"It's time."