"Tap! Tap! Tap..."
Ye Mingqiu gripped the Blood Spear, walking steadily, his footsteps crisp as he approached the massive city gate that segregated despair and decadence.
A terrifying aura exclusive to a Technique Powerhouse surged around him like rising tides, although no earth-shaking torrents of energy erupted from his body.
[Slaughter Momentum]
At the gate, two heavily armored guards were suppressed by this terrifying aura.
Their bodies trembled uncontrollably, armor scales clashing with a dense "clack, clack," as their faces turned pale as paper, and cold sweat instantly drenched their inner linings.
However, unexpectedly, despite the fear rendering them almost unable to stand, the two guards reacted immediately.
One guard issued a warning to the city gate tower behind them with a hoarse, altered voice:
"Enemy—attack—! Close the gate!!"
