The Crocodile Turtles' bodies were packed tightly together.
It was a formation designed to protect the smaller Crocodile Turtles in the center.
Tang Wen pulled a short spear from his Black Steed and took a few steps to a high point.
He closed his eyes and began the Visualization:
The earth trembles, magma surges, the pressure inside the mountain reaches its peak, heat waves rise, and immense force propels a spiraling piece of Obsidian into the air!
Grandmaster Level, Hidden Weapon Visualization Technique!
WHOOSH!
The moment the 1.2-meter Steel Spear left his hand, it spiraled, tearing through the air and leaving an afterimage! It instantly broke the sound barrier several times over.
The fur on the giant wolves' necks bristled, and they let out low growls.
Qian Dong tightened his grip on his own spear, his eyes glinting. 'This spear throw! What would happen if I had to face it?'
The targeted Crocodile Turtles reacted even more violently.
"HIIISSS!"
