Rare Aerial Holy Beast

"Charge!" Mu Yang's voice resounded throughout the entire area. In the valley, the four teams charged towards the approaching Magical Beasts!

The bright weapons shone with a cold luster under the golden sunlight. They protected the city and their homes. Every warrior had already secretly disregarded life and death. In their eyes, there were only these magical beasts that rushed forward and wanted to occupy their home.

"Gah!"

Above their heads, the mutated king among the flying crows let out a high-pitched cry. Hundreds of flying magical beasts swept towards the soldiers on the ground, knocking down a large number of mercenaries in front.

Even Beiting Huang felt a chill run down her spine. No matter how powerful a creature was, it could not withstand a group of enemies. These Spirit Fire Flying Crows might not be very strong individually, but even Beiting Huang could not withstand a group attack.