"What is that..."
Palu's delicate pupils contracted violently, and the bells on his neck also trembled with his body, making a tinkling sound.
The crack was getting wider and wider—
And people finally saw the source of the noise!
In the crack, one warrior after another, entwining black and red aura, stepped out.
They uniformly wore black and red lion masks, dressed in heavy red scale armor, with three-meter giant weapons on their backs!
Besides that, their armor was also ubiquitously fitted with living Blood Mechanic Equipment.
These were wriggling red tube-like objects, like blood vessels, entwining over the thick metal, constantly pulsating.
Palu held down the hem of his dress firmly.
He could sense the faint Fourth Rank Blade Phase Spiritual Power Field emanating from this group of soldiers.
To know, this group of heavy Black Blood Soldiers seemed endless.
War Beasts… The term re-emerged in Palu's mind, the legendary profession.
