He looked back with a grim expression at the scarred soldiers and the countless corpses behind them.

Thales also turned his head and looked at the corpses of the Fury Guard soldiers who fell almost in a straight line from far to near on Araka's breakthrough path.

Three days ago, they had a tense confrontation with Sonia and her Star Guards in the fortress with serious faces and hands on the hilts of their swords.

Three days later, they never came back.

"You want me to prove to you that I am the most powerful warrior in the stars?" Alaka whispered.

Thales was stunned.

"This is proof."

"I've never been a Kingdom Fury."

Alaka frowned and breathed faster:

"There are only the Fury Guards and their sacrifice."

Araka turned around and continued moving forward with Thales in a daze on his back.

The Iron Fist flag is not far ahead.

"Twain, Lothar, Jillian, Bolland..." Alaka gritted his teeth and shouted out one name after another.

"Without them, I would have died ten thousand times."

"They - past, present, future, all members of the Guard who sacrificed their lives..."

"They are the real ones."

"The Wrath of the Kingdom."

Thales lowered his head with a complicated expression.

At this moment.

"Wait!" Alaka suddenly shouted!

Thales was startled and quickly raised his head.

In front of them, on the side of Exeter's military camp, they saw a group of soldiers with a small number of people but heavy equipment walking out neatly.

Everyone also raised their heads and looked forward.

The remaining Star People suddenly burst into an uproar, and almost everyone was shocked.

"Damn it!" Ada punched Putilai and said angrily: "What on earth have you done?"

"What did you do? It's wrong," Putilai looked at the group of soldiers dumbfounded: "Everything today is wrong! It shouldn't be like this!"

Ramon screamed and fell to the ground: "I knew it! Following this prince... is simply..."

Huaiya caught up with Thales in panic: "Your Highness, please find cover immediately!"

Rolf was so nervous that he kept shaking his head.

In the crowd, Willow poked Gennard next to him with a strange look on his face: "What is that?"

"What is that?" Gennard also frowned, and he replied angrily: "The ferryman of the Prison River!"

Willow shook his head in confusion.

Thales looked at everyone with a puzzled face.

what happened?

That rare group of soldiers...

"Arc shield!" Araka put down Thales and roared crazily: "Quickly form a formation! Adjust the deflection angle!"

All the star soldiers moved frantically, and the Fury Guards and Fortress veterans quickly took out the shields behind them...especially the ones with a strange metallic sheen.

The soldiers lined up in formation and raised their shields.

Although Xingchen has inherited the tradition of the empire and is accustomed to infantry formations, it is different from ordinary Xingchen formations. This time the formation is extremely dense. There is only one row. The soldiers squat or stand, facing the small group of strange Exeter soldiers in front of them.

The direction is tightly blocked.

Thales, who was watching all this, asked loudly without knowing why:

"What happened?"

"Those soldiers...what are they?"

Everyone was silent for a while.

"You said you bet that Lumba wouldn't dare to kill you?" Alaka broke the silence and said through gritted teeth.

Thales looked at Alaka's face in surprise.

"It seems like a failed gamble." Araka's face turned angry and he pointed at the group of soldiers in the distance.

"Do you see what greets us?"

Thales narrowed his eyes.

He suddenly discovered that the soldiers were holding strange and heavy long strips, one hand in front and one behind, with one end pointed towards them.

This posture...

His heart suddenly trembled!

Alaka's suppressed angry roar rang in his ears:
Chapter completed!