As the martial artists charged, the dire beasts on the other side also went completely berserk. Countless dire beasts formed a horde and charged over in a frenzy. Ordinary firearms were useless against these dire beasts, for their defenses were just too strong.
Only martial artists, utilizing raw strength, could kill them in life-or-death combat.
On the battlefield, individual strength seemed rather insignificant. Lin Feng was among the crowd of martial artists. He saw with his own eyes that the first professional Grade Nine martial artist who charged forward was instantly sent flying by a Proboscis Beast.
Many martial artists were killed by dire beasts at the first moment of confrontation, and even their corpses were devoured. The smell of blood rose into the sky, thick to the extreme.
This was the battlefield. It was far more harrowing than when Lin Feng was sweeping through the Dragon Mountain region.