Staring at the giant monster formed by the swarm of rats, Li Haotian's gaze was icy.
In just a few blinks, the dense rat swarm, with the scarred rat at its core, actually condensed into a ten-meter-high rat swarm monster in an instant!
And the appearance of this rat swarm monster bore a seven or eight tenths resemblance to the previous scarred rat, even the scar on its head was replicated exactly!
A Gang Zuo's pupil shrank as he said gravely: "Saint! This is a spiritual power fluctuation of the Saint Realm!"
Xilan looked at Li Haotian: "A Saint-level attack, your War Fortress can't withstand it."
Li Haotian calmly shook his head: "It's fine, just a Saint after all."
Beside him, Bain twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Just a Saint... when did Saints become so weak..."
In the next second, Li Haotian's mind moved again, and dozens of War Fortresses merged in, crazily stacking defensive power.
