Fang Heng looked again and saw that the strength of the Holy Realm knights outside the fortress had been almost entirely exhausted.
Knight Commander Walter was gasping heavily, still leading his subordinates in a desperate attempt to break through a blood-soaked path and escape.
However, the sheer number of Lickers was overwhelming.
There were simply too many to kill!
Walter could only feel his strength gradually waning.
It seemed that death was just a matter of time...
And yet, he hadn't even seen a shadow of Fang Heng!
Walter was unwilling to accept this fate.
"Whoosh!"
Fang Heng's form twisted rapidly in the air, shifting into the Death God form, and surged towards the battlefield.
The Death God's scythe!
Under the enhancement of the blink skill, the scythe cut through the air, leaving dark streaks of light.