The elite troops under their command also charged into the battlefield, clashing fiercely with the Divine Martial Human Race.
This battle was exceptionally brutal.
Both sides continued to suffer casualties.
"Quack, quack, quack~~" Rokwe shouted excitedly in Atana language, "This Immortal Clan woman is not bad, she could fetch a good price as a slave."
"I want half," the green-skinned general Bofu was equally thrilled.
"Is it about to end?"
Princess He Lan, fighting two against one, struggled left and right even with the aid of Crystal Ancient Battle Armor. She felt the once vast and boundless God Sense in her sea of consciousness being consumed at a terrifying speed.
A trace of pain appeared in her originally gentle eyes, and she couldn't help but feel sorrowful, "Old Ancestor, I've let you down."
At this moment.
The lab ruins suddenly shook violently, and then exploded before anyone could react.
"Boom!!!"
