Resolve the Battle in Ten Minutes

The armies of the four cities were all stunned when they saw the Frost Blood Werewolves flying toward them.

They had come to besiege the city.

They were still five li from the walls, yet the enemy had already come out.

The commanders of the four armies immediately began organizing their troops to set up the cannons.

"Set up the artillery, quickly!"

"These beasts came too fast. Musketeers, get ready!"

"Those stupid werewolves, transform already!"

The four armies appeared somewhat flustered.

They were still on the march and had not expected the enemy to emerge so quickly.

The fifty Sacred Knights of the Martial God Hall who possessed true qi split up, with more than a dozen heading in each direction.

Their duty was to deal with the Blood Race members among the four forces.

Muskets and bows had limited killing power against aerial targets. Once the Blood Race were taken out, these four armies would lose air superiority.

John Cena flew through the air, observing the battles in all four directions.

The Blood Race in all four directions were easily taken down by the Sacred Knights, their blood energy drained dry on the spot.

The human troops below watched the lofty Blood Race masters get effortlessly killed by more than a dozen winged werewolves, their eyes full of disbelief.

The immortal Blood Race lords had died just like that?

The Frost Blood Werewolves, biting torches between their teeth and carrying huge baskets on their backs, flew above the artillerymen and musketeers. They lit the shells and began dropping them down.

"Those are shells! Run!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! The shells exploded upon hitting the ground, setting off the shells lying on the ground. Even the cannon barrels were blasted into the sky.

This bombardment was simply a dimensionality-reduction strike.

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