Hundreds of elite warriors were all prepared to meet their demise.
"Kill!"
Qing Ming, in a furious roar, led the charge, followed closely by Green Wolf; the rest surged forward without hesitation and launched their attack together.
"Court death!"
The master of the Abyss snorted coldly, his hands swinging out, using his body as a weapon to meet the blades of the top warriors head-on. Amid the successive collisions, sparks flew everywhere.
Under such direct and unforgiving impacts, the Abyss master's hands remained unscathed; instead, those who clashed with him immediately spat out blood, their insides burning like fire!
Yet, despite the clear disparity in strength, not a single soul among the human race's finest retreated.
Everyone understood that this was a battle of survival, and even if they knew they were no match, they were desperate to hold on and prolong the fight.
Feng Yin, Doctor Feng, come quickly!
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