"Kill them!!"
"Block him! Block him!"
"What have you been practicing all this time, True Qi or farts? Three people can't stop a single Mystic Rank?!"
"Snipers! Snipers, aim and suppress that Earth-level one, don't let him have a free hand. Quentin is barely holding on over there!"
Chaos, utter chaos.
The once organized Nether Army Base is now more than half in ruins.
The destructive power of an Earth-level expert has reached an extremely terrifying level. If Fourth Grandfather hadn't reinforced the Formation at the Nether Army Base, it might not have been just half destroyed by now.
The scariest part isn't the fight between the Earth-level experts, but that so many of them have confined the battle to such a small area.
The Nether Army Base, after several reconstructions and expansions, is considered quite large, but compared to the number of Earth-level experts gathered here, it's too small.
What happens when so many Earth-level experts are crammed together in battle?
