The Half-Orcs all looked up at once.
Hundreds of streaks of fire tore through the sky, trailing long flames as they plunged like meteors, striking precisely at the deathly silent Mist Forest in the distance.
Warwick: "???"
What were those things?
His mind went blank, and even his thoughts stopped for an instant.
The next second.
At the far end of the horizon, hundreds of dazzling little suns suddenly bloomed above the gray forest.
The light swallowed everything, plunging the entire world into a ghastly white!
Immediately afterward, a visible, white, circular wave of air swept toward them along the ground.
The earth seemed to have been struck hard by an invisible giant hammer. It jolted violently, then began to tremble madly.
"Get down!"
Commandant Chen shouted at the top of his lungs beside Warwick.
RUMBLE-!!!
Only after several seconds of dead silence did the thunder finally arrive.
It was not a single blast, but a sustained roar formed by hundreds, thousands of explosions merging together, as though it would tear their eardrums apart!
A powerful shock wave struck them head-on, making it impossible to keep their eyes open.
The Half-Orcs behind them staggered under the blast of air. Their powerful bodies kept them on their feet, but for the first time, bewilderment and horror appeared on their faces.
Their strong bodies could withstand blades, and their keen senses could detect murderous intent on the wind, but they had never witnessed such a world-destroying scene!
It exceeded their understanding, and even their imagination of "power."
"Hold steady!"
Warwick bellowed, his voice barely escaping being completely drowned out by the thunder.
His feet were planted in the ground like nails, his body as steady as a mountain, but towering waves surged within him. He stared fixedly at Great Xia's distant formation.