A God Descends to the Mortal World

"Prepare." Gu Shi'an softly uttered two words.

Along with the information he gave, more and more roars came from ahead.

"Roar!!!"

"Roar!!!"

At first, only two mighty Fallen Shadow Warriors had been fighting. But at this final moment, the Shadow Warriors watching from inside the enormous Stone Room could no longer suppress their excitement. They began cheering for their soon-to-be-born new king.

Gu Shi'an's eyes were fixed intently on the battle at the very center.

A massive Fallen Shadow Warrior, its body flowing with black blood, was riding atop another Shadow Warrior whose body was battered beyond recognition.

Their appearances were extremely similar to those of the Fallen Shadow Assassins. Even their eye sockets, which pierced through their skulls, were the same. But judging by their builds, they were far more imposing than the Fallen Shadow Assassins.

If the Fallen Shadow Assassins were compared to Han Jiangxue, then the Fallen Shadow Warriors were tall and burly like Gu Shi'an.

Although the difference in height between the two was only a little over ten centimeters, the gap in their physiques was simply too obvious.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Heavy thuds rang through the tunnel, making Jiang Xiao's teeth ache and his flesh hurt.

Jiang Xiao tugged at Gu Shi'an's clothes and timidly asked, "What happened?"

Oh, how unpleasant. I'm practically a Blind Man. Gu Shi'an whispered, "I don't know."

Jiang Xiao: ???

Gu Shi'an: "They've surrounded them. Should we make our move?"

In the vast open space in the distance, countless white Ghost Shadows had gathered together, while roars rang out without end.

The new king, a Shadow Warrior, rode atop the old king. It gripped a Shadow Hammer in each claw and frantically swung them down.

The old king braced both arms before its eyes, supporting a Shadow Shield with its