The Outriders were incredibly fast. In just a few breaths, they had rushed up to the barrier and fearlessly slammed into it one after another.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Dense yet faint ripples spread across the barrier, keeping the terrifying monsters outside.
However, this only lasted a few seconds.
The barrier remained sturdy, but facing the savage, bloodthirsty Outrider legion, which feared neither pain nor death and possessed overwhelming numbers, no one could feel at ease.
Large numbers of Outriders pressed tightly against the barrier. Even as their bodies were burned through by energy, they showed no sign of letting up.
Enduring the searing pain, they desperately tried to force their limbs or heads through the protective barrier.
The moment their black bodies struggled through the barrier, they were scorched red before being swiftly severed. Soon, red limbs carpeted the very front of the defenses.
"They're committing suicide." Okoye's eyes widened in undisguised shock. As captain of the Royal Guard and one of Wakanda's strongest warriors, she had seen plenty of grand battles, but this was her first time witnessing a mass suicidal charge.
The barrier stopped most of the Outriders, but there were ultimately a few "lucky ones" who broke through, dragging bodies stripped of a layer of skin—or perhaps half-cooked bodies—inside.
These Outriders had all suffered varying degrees of injury, but their aggression had not diminished in the slightest.
They opened their bloody maws and let out chilling roars as they charged the forward defensive line on all fours.
A cold curve appeared at the corner of Proxima Midnight's mouth. Although only a small number of Outriders could breach the barrier and effectively attack Wakanda's defenses, it was still enough to form an army—far beyond what mere humans could resist.
"Lock formation!"
Wakanda's Border Tribe flicked their blankets, and