"I'm too powerful! Hahaha——"
...
"Sigh~"
Elsewhere on the battlefield.
Squadrons in formation, charging towards the giants.
Uruk Soldiers, their voices loud in battle song, challenging the Black Giants.
Before the giants, human strength appeared utterly insignificant. Even though they were the children of gods, superhumans with special powers from the Age of Gods. But with one stomp of a giant, the formation was instantaneously shattered by terrifying force, many soldiers at the center of the impact had their organs crushed, spitting out blood and dying on the spot.
The fallen giants, their corpses visibly rotting at an alarming rate, turning into thick black sludge. The dark water mixed with human blood, blending together, forming streams that silently flowed along the trenches of the battlefield, eventually becoming small black rivers.
Gu Tianqing stood behind the formation, witnessing the successive deaths of the soldiers, a rare smile slowly appearing on his face.
