His face had been so unremarkable. But as the cloak slid off and he stood clad in a martial uniform, his entire aura transformed.
Majestic and imposing, his presence seemed to soar to the heavens. It was a match made in heaven; he perfectly embodied the uniform's very essence, as if the armor was born for him and him for it.
In that instant, his entire bearing shifted, altering the very atmosphere around him.
This was a War God!
He stood invincible in their midst.
Although everyone present had their suspicions the moment the Azure Dragon War Banners were raised, witnessing this with their own eyes was another matter entirely. They couldn't suppress the violent tremors in their hearts. It was as if they had been plunged into an ice cave; every single one of them was paralyzed by sheer terror, frozen in place.
Who could have possibly thought that the Martial Guards gathered on the Lingjin River were his men?
