Power Soldiers (2)

Although Zuo Nuo was not an archer, he was a swordsman and strong. A direct arrow strike by him from this near distance would have gone straight through a normal person.

"It's no use. Normal military weapons are useless against these monsters." Meng Fusheng gave a bitter laugh.

"What are they intending to do? They have surrounded us for half a day, but made no real move to attack." Linghe frowned slightly. With the high battle capabilities of these power soldiers, they could easily bash through the city gates. But it had been half a day and they were just passively surrounding Fu Guang City with no sign of breaking in.

It was more like they were…

Piling a constant pressure upon them.

Meng Fusheng shook his head as he lifted his gaze towards the thousands of power soldiers, towards a slender figure.