Inside the grand hall ahead, there were densely packed guards, each brimming with strength and sharp gazes.
They were well equipped, their armor shining and spears and halberds arranged like a forest, exuding fierce killing intent. At this moment, they were neatly arranged, forming military formations to tightly protect the general seated at a high throne at the end of the hall.
If ordinary players came here, they would need to lure these small monsters out one by one to fight, advancing slowly. If they were slightly careless and triggered the entire military formation, it would lead to total annihilation.
But Huang Yi feared nothing and charged in with Wrath of the Godslayer, knocking aside any soldiers who stood in his way.
Where he passed, limbs and armor were flung into the air, with no one able to stop him.
When he reached the center of the soldier phalanx, he immediately flapped the Wings of Death behind him!
