Was this... was this a troop of Martial Guards? And by the most conservative estimate, there were nearly five thousand of them. This…!
In an instant, everyone on the vast field froze in place like a series of statues, their eyes swirling with nothing but absolute terror and shock. As common folk, when had they ever witnessed such a scene with their own eyes, outside of movies and television?
The uniform footsteps, the iron-blooded, murderous aura, the steely, resolute gazes, and the visually striking assortment of weapons—it all invoked a respectful solemnity, but also a spine-chilling, bone-numbing fear.
As for Fan Changtian, not a trace of his earlier defiance and arrogance remained. His incredulous eyes were filled with panic, and his entire body quaked as if struck by lightning. A troop of Martial Guards was just steamrolling over them?
