Boom boom boom!!!
The heavy explosions of airflow echoed like continuous thunderclaps.
The burly man single-handedly faced the massive army, charging upstream, with a resolute aura that surpassed thousands of troops and horses. Under the dark and gloomy sky, he transformed into an epic and magnificent poem.
With a stomp of his foot, the burly man fell like a scarlet meteor, crashing in front of the Beastman army. The hard ground instantly shattered into massive craters, and countless shards of stone were flung out by the raging airflow, shooting in all directions with an impenetrable force, like a fierce storm, each blow no less formidable than a powerful bow or a strong crossbow!
If it were an army of mere mortals standing in front, they would have been shattered the moment the stones struck, causing their ranks to collapse.
However,
a legendary army is hardly composed of ordinary soldiers?
