This is the team heading to the frontline.
"Hiss..."
The usually sleepy individual made a rare sound. His face, often appearing listless due to his inherent lethargic nature, was now filled with seriousness.
There was no need to specifically perceive it; the tremor from the deep within their bloodline resonated with a force akin to countless sharp needles stimulating their nerves.
"So many... legendary..."
Nightingale's voice carried a hint of fear.
The demonic energy waves in the air were as conspicuous as lighthouses in the night. Even from a great distance, they could clearly discern the terrifying intensity contained within.
Level Fourteen, Level Fifteen...
Such legendary auras were like campfires blazing in the dark, with more than just one.
What terrified everyone's souls the most was the vast suppression that spanned the battlefield like the sky collapsing onto the earth.
"Gods..."
The voice of Rock was dry, and his massive body involuntarily tensed.
