At the same time, accompanied by a familiar high-pitched dolphin sound, the distant artillery position fell silent.
Everyone's brains had been boiled by Lan Shan's mental impact, their minds thoroughly cooked.
Lu Wenwu looked at the numerous panic-stricken former War Faithfuls, expressionless.
The sinister Demon Dragon Wings unfolded, bringing him to the last gathering place of Salvation Army soldiers.
This time, no one continued to raise their guns and shoot.
They just watched as Lu Wenwu landed right in the middle of everyone, faces ashen.
Everything was futile.
Heavy artillery bombardment left them unscathed, what use were rifles?
The player from the Otherworld was too strong, so strong that they couldn't even muster a shred of resistance.
Having witnessed everything earlier, they deeply understood.
We're finished.
The arrogant brigade commander and main force that went to provide support earlier lost their lives at the hands of this very person.
