Some of the Spirit Masters in the legion could fly. Their feet left the ground, keeping them from touching that earthen-yellow shockwave spreading across the earth. These Spirit Masters emerged completely unscathed.
A voice rose from the fleeing crowd. "Fuck, I want to get off the ground too, but I can't fly!"
Faced with unknown terror, some people, driven to despair, actually stepped on their companions' bodies to evade the energy attack.
Moreover, this method quickly spread through the crowd. Because that person had succeeded. The only one turned into a cloud of blood was the man beneath his feet...
When a soldier saw that this method had successfully avoided the energy wave, he had no time to think. He raised his weapon and struck at the person running ahead of him...
After successfully ambushing him, he stepped on the soldier's body and said:
"Brother, I'm sorry! Don't worry. If I survive, I'll raise your wife and daughter."
"Bang..."
Not long afterward, once the earthen-yellow energy had swept beneath his feet... Seeing the bloody mist below him, the man was instantly overjoyed. He had never expected this method to truly let him survive that bizarre attack. But after escaping this attack, did he really need to help this brother care for his wife and daughter, who together weighed more than two hundred jin? Thinking of this, he fell into deep thought.
Success, again and again, made the soldiers who could not fly feel as though they had found a lifeline. They turned eerie gazes toward their companions.
Seeing this, the Garrison Commander painfully closed his eyes. It was over. All over. Even if these people escaped today, how could they ever entrust their backs to other soldiers again? When danger came, who knew whether the first person to stab them