Xu Yu turned and looked at Tang Lan with earnest eyes.
"Lord Tang Yun, your task is to act when a large-scale beast tide appears, or when high-level soul beasts emerge during battle that we cannot deal with quickly. Eliminate them, relieve the pressure on the main battlefield, and prevent the defensive line from being torn apart in an instant. As for these routine assaults and small-to-medium beast tides, leave them to Xu and the soldiers under my command."
His arrangement was clear. He did not expect Tang Lan to personally slaughter every low-level soul beast. Instead, he intended to use him as a crucial trump card and emergency responder, deploying him where he was needed most.
This was also the most reasonable way, and the one that would make the best use of Tang Lan's abilities.
Tang Lan looked at the Seven Star Battle Arrays below the city, each one standing firm amid firelight and bloodlight, then at the seemingly endless shadows of the beast tide in the darkness beyond. He nodded calmly.
"Fine. Inform me when high-level soul beasts appear."
Tang Lan stood beside Wang Qiuer, his gaze calm as he overlooked the battlefield of flesh and blood below, lit by flames and the glow of Soul Power. Shouts of battle, beast roars, colliding soul skills, and dying wails... countless sounds blended into a brutal symphony that battered the ears.
The battle was exceptionally savage.
The soul beasts, their eyes crimson, seemed incapable of feeling fear or pain. One after another, they crashed into the Seven Star Battle Arrays formed by the City Defense Army. Although the arrays were exquisite and their coordination seamless, under the sheer weight of numbers and the frenzied assaults, the defensive line still stood like reefs in a storm, enduring relentless waves of