On the battlefield.
With the earth and stone golems at the front of the formation shattered into shards, the King Thessaly's city walls had collapsed extensively. Only the golden magic barrier erected by Luo En remained, becoming the final bastion.
It's done!
Watching the unveiled city and ruins on the horizon and the trembling lambs, the giants greedily inhaled the scent of life permeating the air, shouting excitedly.
Antaeus, who had been repelled earlier, rose from the ground, looking at the thin layer of light that was the barrier, and smirked viciously.
Even a ritual curse cast by the deities couldn't possibly withstand the combined assault of the beast tide and the giants on such a large scale.
"Charge through, crush these vermin!"