Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Waves of Qi and Blood surged up like wolf smoke.
Following Karen, the Barbarian Warriors successively took the Superman Potion.
Often, the unknown instills fear in people, but once someone overcomes it, the faith of those who follow will multiply.
The Barbarian Race is one that possesses a steel will, and no cruel methods from the slave merchants can break their backbone. Even the old, weak, and women rarely succumb easily.
Karen's success was like a key, unlocking the door of belief in the unknown in their hearts, igniting their desire for strength and hope for the future.
More and more Barbarian Warriors stepped forward, some with resolute eyes, some with determined faces, yet without exception, there was no hesitation.
One batch of Superman Potion after another was consumed, and pillars of Qi and Blood shot up into the sky, transforming the entire Barbarian camp into an ocean of Qi and Blood, stirring people's hearts.
