Outside Mo Yuan City, four Emperor Level Undead Pet Beasts were racing madly, charging straight for the city.
Although Pet Beasts of the same Level were pursuing them from behind, they could only slightly hinder their speed and were unable to kill them outright.
"This is…" Wen Saint Wen Zebin was still standing on the city walls. He stared at the scene, a faint sense of unease creeping into his heart.
Then, amidst this growing unease, the four Emperor Level Undead Pet Beasts finally charged to a point only about five kilometers from the city walls.
If they got any closer, the various technological weapons on the city walls could inflict considerable damage on them.
Although these technological weapons were rather cumbersome and difficult to move, their effectiveness in a static defensive battle like this was very clear.
However, at this awkward distance, the four Emperor Level Undead Pet Beasts all halted their advance and moved no further.
