The green-skinned powerhouses had spread themselves out, plainly on guard against Holy Roland I.
After all, they knew full well that the gap in strength between the Vertical and Horizontal Realm and the Vajra Realm was practically fatal. Once Holy Roland I caught one of them, death was certain. If they crowded together, they would die even faster; spread apart, they might still find openings and drag a few others down with them.
The moment the Vajra Realm green skins made their move, the surging true qi immediately caught Holy Roland I's attention, and his spirits lifted.
"They're coming!"
His first reaction was to take down the strongest one.
But the perception of a Vertical and Horizontal Realm powerhouse ultimately could not compare with that of an Out-of-Body Realm mage. Feeling the true-qi fluctuations erupting from every part of the battlefield all at once, Holy Roland I genuinely found it difficult to determine which one was the strongest in the rush of the moment.
Forget it. I'll kill one first and worry about the rest later!
The thought flashed through his mind. Holy Roland I drew the Pure White Holy Sword and charged into the battlefield.
At the same time, Xie Liancheng and Zhou Chongshan, who had been standing by throughout, also rushed into the battlefield.
The undead units on the Holy Roland Empire's side definitely could not be restored in a short time. But the ones they seized themselves could immediately be converted into combat strength for Great Zhou. So when it was time to strike, they did not hesitate in the slightest.
However, the two of them were only Silver One-Star Vajra Realm martial artists. In this midnight battlefield packed with enemies, how could they possibly outpace Holy Roland I, whose strength exceeded theirs by an entire major