His incomparably strong muscles could even hold the long spears that the cavalrymen stabbed in.
It was simply ridiculous!
Moreover, those minor injuries were still healing quickly, and they did not affect his condition at all.
"Monster, this person must be a legendary monster!"
The centurion was terrified and turned his horse around to flee into the city.
As for the soldiers under his command, they had already fled for their lives without his orders.
The only thing that made him feel fortunate was that the culprit did not come after him.
Su Mu stood in place, staring blankly at his blood-stained hands, as if he had vaguely recalled something.
In the broken temple, in the dry land, in the army.
Memories related to the battle surfaced one after another, but they soon fell silent again.
But this was enough.
"I understand. You don't have to care who I am. You just need to pursue power."
"This is the meaning of my existence!"