Despite facing some obstacles, the shadows undoubtedly became the first presence to reach the battlefield.
The black mist, akin to ink and shadows, made the dark environment already altered by battle even deeper.
In this darkness, the power of the rats was influenced by the environment, reaching its peak at this moment.
The avatar of the Shadow Evil God, enveloped in black mist, surged onto the battlefield like a raging tide.
Wherever it passed, soldiers found themselves tightly entangled by their own shadows, their throats mercilessly crushed.
Many rats also lost their shadows, and the United Army found it increasingly difficult to withstand the rampage of these shadow avatars.
"Bastard, truly insidious," a Night Watcher commander cursed angrily.
