In a few leaps, Song Lin flew out of the county town and arrived at a nearby small village.
From the village came the villagers' wails; a dozen Cloud Dispelling Envoys were circling in the air, slaughtering all living creatures, sparing not even the chickens and dogs raised by the villagers.
Some Cloud Dispelling Envoys, after gorging themselves, would split into more, their numbers increasing endlessly.
Song Lin did not step in immediately but quickly distanced himself, reaching a small hill at the foot of the mountain. Using a sword talisman, he dug an opening and hid inside.
"Reign!"
Mana surged as a mist of gloom wafted out, materializing into two hundred Rampant Soldiers.
The black mist coalesced into a sand table, presenting the terrain within a radius of fifty miles.
On the terrain, two hundred glowing dots were scattered, with two additional dots rapidly approaching from not far away.
