Just as they were about to grit their teeth and charge forward, they suddenly noticed the sky seemed to light up.
The originally pitch-black night turned into a deep blue hue, spreading out from the place where Su Huan stood. Starting from above, it was a deep, velvety Prussian blue, majestically descending upon the entire world.
It seemed that everything in the world lost its luster at this moment, yet they gained souls, and all these souls fixed their gaze on the figure at the center.
The boiling battlefield, shooting bullets, burning flames... all sounds were absorbed by this giant blue velvet at this moment, becoming distant and vague, turning into a low, humming background.
The majestic black-armored heavy cavalry also saw Su Huan, and the faces covered under the iron armor finally showed emotions.
Ambiguous low murmurs echoed among the cavalry, their hooves fell restlessly to the ground, pounding out shallow pits.
