An intense momentum surged directly to an extreme in that moment, utterly suppressing all enemies in front of them.
The Fuward Camel Riders, famed for their undefeated streak in Central Asia since the formation of their legion, were crushed like pebbles under a steamroller at this moment, forcibly pressed into the earth.
Fuward never expected that his elite army couldn't withstand even the first probing attack of the opponent, leading to a small section of their formation being brutally broken, while the enemy's assault continued to relentlessly shatter his defenses.
"Open for me!" Fuward roared, unleashing his Legion Talent.
Granted by pleasing the gods, a power named after war, where anyone entering a war would become fervent for battle, drawing power from warfare, securing ten magnificent victories, thereby granting all participating members a permanent one percent enhancement, naturally offering boosts based on past victories and defeats.
