Massacre

"Understood!"

It was exactly what Jiang Yi wanted to do. The strongest group of dwarfs had been killed, and the rest were icebound. There was no difference between killing them and harvesting rice straws. This time, the Dwarf Race's Young Patriarch had died; and the blood feud between the two races wasn't going to be neutralized.

His body turned into an afterimage as a saint artifact spear appeared and thrust at the front, abruptly shooting out an essence force. It then turned into tens of thousands of spear shadow which enveloped over a thousand dwarfs.

Bang, Bang, Bang!