In the sky, a beautiful and agile glider, Qin Yu held the Dragon Crystal, shifting his position, controlling the storm to move—moving toward the Red Devil General's side, starting from their rear end.
The thirty thousand reinforcements that just entered the battlefield, intending to annihilate the Baofeng Army, were stupefied.
Before they could react, they were torn apart and swept away by a massive storm...
"Quick!"
"Run!!"
"No!!!"
Tens of thousands of Beastmen were caught in the storm, and the Baofeng Army, which had been initially suppressed, saw this with a mixture of joy and shock—the storm was also heading their way!
"Don't be afraid, it's controlled by Master Wizard!"
"Brothers, don't let these Beastmen escape!"
The effect of the diehard fans became evident, filled with 365 degrees of blind confidence in Qin Yu, these soldiers didn't even think to escape the storm; instead, they charged after the scattering Beastmen as if they were injected with chicken blood.
