However, in the distance, the Steel Torrent immediately spotted this opposing camp player, a standard villainous smile appearing on the face covered by the exoskeleton scale armor.
"Heh heh heh... What a surprise, there's actually a player who joined the Thrace camp."
"Buzz—"
The Chainsaw Sword in the Dragon Scale Cultivator's hand whirred at high speed, making a sound that sent shivers down one's spine. His knees bent slightly, ready to launch, having already prepared to jump.
The Royal Knight Commander looked at the monstrous Dragon Scale Cultivator in the distance, backing away repeatedly with a distressed expression, shouting, "Master, I'm just an inexperienced player, please don't kill me."
"Inexperienced player?"
Yet the Steel Torrent was indifferent. He raised the Chainsaw Sword high, leaping over ten meters into the air, lunging towards the Royal Knight Commander on the other side of the city wall.
"Let me give you a proper lesson! Take this!"
