"That seems to be the symbol of the Nether Bone Wind's leader, it looks like the guy called Breath of the Dead is here, Liu'Er, I've heard he controls Death City, how many troops do you think he could muster in this time?"
With Gu Xi's arrival, the pressure on the Undead Mages trapped in the middle greatly reduced, and the one leading them even started to joke.
"How much could he have? He joined the Chaoyang Radiance Guild, that guild's benefits are decent, and with Death City in his hands, he probably has around two to three thousand troops by now.
Having a Divine Skill is different, just a casual stroke and he's got more troops than a few of us combined.
Oh crap, what is that!
Am I seeing things? Red dragons, where did he get so many red dragons?"
As they spoke, thirty red dragons pushed forward, burning the flames all the way to the middle of the battlefield.
