Everyone knows morale truly exists, even though no one has ever seen it before.
Being scared out of your wits by the opponent before even making a move is a devastating blow for anyone about to step onto the battlefield to fight for their life.
"Melodhra..." The silver-eyed warrior Ashley Yang's neck bulged with worm-like veins; though they had only known each other briefly, this master of the Demon World seemed very concerned about Princess Mingzhu's safety: "Anyway, according to the operations base's plan, as long as Hongyin appears last, it's fine. Let me switch places with you, and let me take them on first!"
"Thank you, Ashley Yang." Melodhra gratefully nodded to Ashley Yang, very solemnly yet politely refusing the silver-eyed warrior's friendly suggestion: "Whether it's facing the mountain of knives or the sea of fire, this time I have to face it myself in front of so many people. I cannot retreat a second time."
