The Bull-Helm leader noticed the plight of the warriors behind him. With an angry roar, he turned and charged back. Though the Iron-Armored Cockroaches possessed astonishing defenses, before his utterly unrestrained outpouring of energy, they could only be hacked into pieces. But no matter how strong this leader was, he was only one man. He could only watch over one section of the battlefield. Across a battlefield stretching for miles, where tens or even hundreds of thousands fought, the area he could protect was no more than a negligible corner. He slaughtered with pleasure, decisiveness, and fierce abandon, yet he could not stop the Mutant Knights from being jointly massacred by the Iron-Armored Cockroaches, Blade-Arm Mutalisks, and Vipers.
For the Mutant Knights, death was only a matter of time.
The Undead higher-ups seemed unconcerned by the deaths of the endless skeletal army, but they cared greatly about these terrifying knights capable of charging in and out of the Zerg formations.
Just as the Iron-Armored Cockroaches surrounded the knight corps, the purple behemoths on the other side began striding over to rescue them.
The Mutant Knights were dark creatures and could not withstand the purple behemoths' lightning attacks. But that did not matter. Even without using their signature lightning magic, the purple behemoths' hundred-meter-tall bodies were giant meat grinders in themselves!
With a flap of their wings, the behemoths repeatedly swung the harpoons in their hands. Blade-Arm Mutalisks and Vipers were like flies before them. Lightning constantly flickered along the harpoons. Whenever a harpoon swept past, even if a lightning-fast Viper dodged in time, as long as it had not escaped beyond ten meters of the harpoon, the arcs of electricity would actively strike its body! The electrocuted Blade-Arm Mutalisks and Vipers crackled and popped, looking remarkably like the scene of