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Redakteur: Exodus Tales

Johnson was like a giant shield in the orc battlefield, protecting Abel from most of the attacks. Due to Black Wind's speed, he had soon caught up to the footsteps of those 200 little war puppets.

When Abel saw those puppets, he fully realized the power of the commander spirit.

Any orc died as soon as they entered the attack range of those puppets' s crossbow.

The power of those bursting crossbows was almost unstoppable. Even elite wizards would not counteract it, let alone those orcs where the most powerful ones only had the power of an intermediate priest.

Abel realized those 200 little war puppets were basically like 200 godly archers under the Commander spirit's control. 200 godly archers with bursting crossbows.