Every time they served as cannon fodder, their hearts were plagued by the shadow of death.
This feeling was utterly unbearable!
But they were powerless.
They could only watch themselves step by step toward death, getting closer and closer to it.
As they gradually drew near, Zhou Bai and the others had already noticed their movements, and in that instant, everyone's weapons were poised for combat, just waiting for them to come within range to attack.
Especially those Beastmen, who primarily fought hand-to-hand, seemed eager to leap into battle.
"Something's not right," Bayer whispered in Zhou Bai's ear.
"Why do you say that?" Zhou Bai responded.
"I just felt two strong surges of magic power. They must have used some magic artifacts, but there's no movement on the field. They're definitely up to no good," Bayer said with conviction.
He never took these kinds of aggressive territories lightly.
After all, a territory that dared to act like this must have a powerful backer.
