The silver tide surged at Kana's feet, forming mountains of blades.
These sharp blades pierced the rats one by one, the force of the wind making them as fragile as hammers, easily destroyed.
A vast amount of blood flowed out.
On this chaotic battlefield, the death rate of the rats was incredibly fast, their lives swiftly fading.
The power drawn no longer belonged to these rats, but transformed into a source of blood influenced by Kana.
Kana stepped on the blood-red thorns and leaped into the sky. The blood-red thorns climbed onto the silver metal surface, entangling the running silver cats.
These rats were too weak; their deaths brought no substantial gain to Kana, but their demise significantly weakened the evil rat forces in this war.
Six puppets wielding long spears, along with two top-level giant dragons, even when facing rats with the essence of an evil god, left the rat powerless to breach the defensive line.
