Tail Feather Troop Tails
"Fifty kilometers north. That should do it." Two Tails' voice came through again.
Jiang Xiao flashed rapidly, making two more adjustments through teleportation before arriving above a chaotic battlefield, standing atop a tower.
The scene below made Jiang Xiao's expression change.
Calling it a river of blood would not be an exaggeration. The corpses of the Arrow Mountain Race were everywhere. Judging from the battlefield's disorder, the White Feather Arrow Spirit was likely the chief culprit.
The chaotic battlefield itself was not the main problem. The key issue was that the area below was already shrouded in green fog. Clearly, this was the Arrow Mountain Race's Plague Arrow.
Judging from the area covered by the Poisonous Fog, the soldiers of the Guardian Legion had already been resisting in this battlefield for quite some time.
With purification halos beneath their feet, figures moved through the purifying mist and fought bravely. All kinds of offensive Star Skills bombarded the north, yet they still could not stop the momentum of that vast army's charge.
In the Star Martial World, pollution-type Star Skills were naturally at a disadvantage compared with purification-type Star Skills.
Not only could most low-quality purification-type Star Skills cleanse high-quality pollution-type Star Skills, but their purification effects were also excellent and required very little time.
Yet even under such mist and halo purification, the green Poisonous Fog from the Plague Arrow still covered the entire battlefield. It was enough to show how many members of the Arrow Mountain Race had launched an attack and assault on this camp.
A battle involving thousands of people still shared some similarities with a one-on-one fight. Once one side gained momentum and established its rhythm, stopping the other side's charge became extremely difficult.
This was even more obvious in a war