The Ghostly Floating Massacre advanced without anyone noticing; these heavy armors were cumbersome. Compared to the Armor of Original Sin, they were extremely slow in movement, but correspondingly, they were draped in thick armor, like a wall of shields.
When the Ghostly Floating Massacre united, it became an insurmountable wall, slowly advancing now, swallowing rainwater and corpses, putting everything at its feet.
"Keep going, Ingwig people!"
Such a voice echoed within the Ghostly Floating Massacre, and the wall advanced slowly, swinging its giant blade and axe, slicing any Demon attempting to approach into mincemeat.
Bola did not speak much, darkness had linked him with these outsiders; they had been unfamiliar strangers, but now they were brothers sharing life and death.
Peacekeepers quickened their pace, advancing with firepower, using their agility far beyond the Ghostly Floating Massacre to restrain those Enhanced Demons.
