Renault instinctively looked up, seeing Lu Ren's gaze, his vision quickly blurred.
The intense and dazzling spiritual will penetrated through Renault's vision, directly shattering the opponent's spirit.
Through a series of questions and mechanical answers from Renault, Lu Ren roughly understood what the other party was.
Strong Beastman Race, extremely numerous, countless tribes.
Eight born at once...
They had been preparing to enter the real world for six months, not a rushed entry.
Strong Beastman Race's priest?
Lu Ren stood up and crushed Renault's head with one foot, his gaze fixed on the horde of Strong Beastman Race charging at him from the distance.
He lifted his longsword, advancing slowly, his posture slightly bent forward, stepping out with his front foot.
The cement ground beneath his feet exploded instantly, and like a sharp arrow, he shot forward, his longsword raining down rapidly like a sudden storm.
