Wind pressure surged forward, and the incoming Black Tide was like a reversed river, swept away by this sword.
The Wind Blade swept over a range of over a hundred meters in an instant, decapitating Black Wolves within its scope, while the aftermath continued forward, rolling and knocking back Black Wolves over hundreds of meters, even surpassing half the battlefield.
This made the Fog Howl at the center of the battlefield feel a chill down its spine.
It instinctively raised its head, wanting to see what kind of danger was making it uneasy.
But it immediately witnessed the most shocking scene of its life.
...
After Brand unleashed his sword strike, a sword mark, nearly several meters wide, formed in front of him over a range of a hundred meters. At this moment, he was almost completely exhausted, with his stamina directly entering a state of fatigue.
If it were an ordinary person, both strength and dexterity would have diminished to below half.
