Pratt suddenly turned his head and saw a familiar young man. He was wearing a black robe that fluttered in the wind. He stood between the horns of the white dragons like a god.
Behind him were five dragons that looked down on the world.
This person was Zhang Xing!
Behind him … Oh my god!
What are those?
They were magical beasts … Flying magical beasts of the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth grades.
Dark clouds blotted out the sun, and the entire sky was shrouded in darkness. As far as the eye could see, it was all occupied by magical beasts.
There were at least tens of millions of them. What happened? Why were there so many magical beasts? Was it a beast tide?
Dong dong dong!
What was that sound?
It wasn't the sound of war drums. Looking to the left, a snow-white hill was moving on the ground. It was making the sound.
Taking a closer look, it was a seventh-grade ancient ape. Could it be the legendary king of the snowy mountains in the Thousand Snow Peak?
Behind him, tens of thousands of Snow Apes of different ranks followed the giant ape as it ran.
Behind him … Oh my god!
What did I see? There were countless magical beasts again. There were fourth-grade and fifth-grade wolves, saber-toothed tigers, blood-patterned leopards, lightning lions …
Pratt felt dizzy. Were the magical beasts going to attack the humans?
At this time, the soldiers of Niucor who had just raised their right foot and were about to cross the border looked at the sky as if they were frozen.
"Who's that kid riding the white dragon?"
"He seems to be the wanted man … Zhang Xing!"
"It's really him?
What's that black cloud behind him? "
"It looks like … a magical bird!"
All the soldiers of Niucor looked to the left …
The soldiers at the rear looked to the right. They stopped and opened their mouths wide. A twenty-meter-tall brown bear and countless magical beasts appeared in front of them.
"That … that's a seventh-grade giant bear!"
"They're rushing towards us!"
"What's going on?
Is there a beast tide? "
"No!
No!
They're ignoring the people of Wan Wu. They're attacking us … Why is this happening? "
At the same time, the soldiers of Wan Wu who were on the verge of despair looked at the countless magical beasts in the sky and on the ground in horror.
Some looked at the young man standing between the White Dragon's horns with even more confusion.
"Brothers of the Ten Thousand Martial Country, I, Zhang Xing, have come late and made you suffer!"
Just as they were puzzled, Zhang Xing's calm and powerful voice reverberated throughout the space.
"Brothers … I, Zhang Xing, am late … I've suffered …"
"Brothers … you've all suffered!"
"Brothers …"
Regardless of whether they were injured or not, their eyes reddened and tears flowed down uncontrollably.
"It's Commander Zhang Xing!"
"Lord Zhang!"
"He came to save us!"
"He didn't forget his promise!"
"…"
"Brothers, I've brought hundreds of millions of troops, but they're not humans. They're the Magical Beast Army! Let's use our Magical Beast Army to drive those sons of bitches out of Niucor!"
Zhang Xing waved his small hand and pointed at the Niucor Coalition Army, who were still in shock.
The countless magical birds behind him automatically separated and swooped down from Zhang Xing's two sides and rushed towards the battlefield.
"What?
What did Lord Zhang just say? "
"What hundreds of millions of troops?
Magical Beast Army? "
Many soldiers didn't understand what he meant and were still in a state of confusion.
When they saw the magical birds flying over their heads and the magical beasts on the ground rushing past them and directly attacking the Niucor Coalition Army, they were stunned.
These Magical Beast Army were brought by Commander Zhang Xing. Not tens of millions, but hundreds of millions!