Human-Shaped Beast Tide (6K)

Immediately afterward came a سلسلة of chain reactions as large numbers of Soul Engineer Legion soldiers began fleeing backward.

They were noble Soul Engineers. They were supposed to hold their positions and wear down the enemy from afar, not engage these fearless lunatics in close combat and trade their lives for the enemy's!

The uncontrollable rout took shape in almost no time. Though the legion's battalion commander shouted himself hoarse, aside from a few personal guards at his side, no one else obeyed his commands amid the clamor of the battlefield.

"Rumble—"

A tremendous roar erupted. An old man with eight rings directly unleashed his Eighth Soul Skill and, before the Soul Engineer Legion's battalion commander could react, blasted him to death in an instant!

"The battalion commander is dead! The battalion commander is dead!!!"

A shriek warped by terror rang out. This time, the fleeing soldiers heard it, and ran even faster.

If both sides had formed proper battle formations and had sufficient distance to maneuver, then even with the hostages' high caliber, they might not necessarily have gained an advantage.

That was because the Soul Engineers of these Sun Moon Empire Soul Engineer Troupes had worked together for far too long. With their various Soul Tools complementing and coordinating with one another, they could unleash combat power far greater than the sum of their individual strengths.

But the Soul Engineer squad now found itself trapped in a predicament where it could neither advance nor retreat, had lost unified command, and lacked sufficient safe distance.

By the time they reacted, it was naturally impossible for them to immediately unleash their strongest attacks. Meanwhile, the Soul Masters on the other side were all standouts among those of the same rank from the major sects and academies under heaven—true elites among