Black Sandstorm, Corpse Official
Editor: Exodus Tales
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Yao Nan was spiraling in the air above the army's perimeter. His gaze was fixed ahead, as he finally saw a group of phantom-like creatures in white among the dense army of undead!
The creatures in white clothes had pale faces. Their half-illusionary figures were able to move past anything. On top of that, they were not walking along but hovering in the air...
"I see you!" Yao Nan grinned coldly.
The army was advancing at full speed. The Fire Magicians had become the main firepower for the whole army. As Fiery Fists with wide coverage were thrown forward, there was burning blood and flesh scattering everywhere in the air. The fiery explosions left the scorched land with countless blast craters.
"The group of Light Magicians is in front of us regrouping with other troops!" called down Heavenly Eagle Battlemage who was spiraling in the air above the army.