But Chu Feng could still keep up with the forward movement of such an enormous creature.
He tried to communicate with his original body through his mind, only to find it impossible. Clearly, the Falling Star Grand Formation could not only restrain his physical body and magical power, but also sever his mental connection to the outside world.
As a dignified regimental commander, when had he ever been talked back to by a mere centurion like this? Unfortunately, the man was not his subordinate, and these people simply refused to listen to his sensible advice. What could he do if they were all in such a hurry to die?
"As long as you stopped them. Send them all away and find somewhere safe to seal them temporarily. Release them after the Immortal Gate disappears," Zhao Mu replied.
But a momentary surge of courage could not last. Once the battle ended, feeling their wounds and looking at their fallen brothers, it was only human nature to feel lingering fear.
Because the Ice Corpse King had too many subordinates, a large number of personnel had to be mobilized just to deal with all those ice corpses.
If Xie Mufeng had not died, and husband and wife had supported each other along the way, perhaps everything would have been different.
He should have followed the chairman's instructions, stayed by Lu Ming's side without leaving him for a moment, and accompanied him through all the application procedures.
But apart from a circular fortress some three thousand meters in diameter, enclosed by steel walls, what lay before his eyes was-
Consort Rong's suffering and Gongzi Changqin's panic and struggles gave the person who had been following Gongzi Changqin an opportunity to succeed. That person knocked Gongzi Changqin unconscious, killed Consort Rong, then staged the scene