The leader of the Frogman Squad suddenly changed his tone, and his eyes were filled with shock.
"Plop..."
A series of plop sounds echoed, clearly indicating that the frogmen behind him were trembling in fear.
The wind, fierce and silent, the atmosphere, cold and menacing!
The scent of blood was in the air, the night could not conceal the murderous aura emanating from them.
The mysterious figure appeared suddenly, pressing down like Mount Tai, a heavy oppression spread out, making it hard for people to breathe, even causing a feeling of wanting to kneel and worship.
This is the aura of a king!
Just his appearance could pose the greatest threat to the enemy's life, shaking them to their core.
His slow footsteps on the beach created a rhythmic sound, though in the ears of the people present, it was magnified infinitely, like the beat of a drum.
A long robe with a hood completely covered the mysterious person's body, making him appear like a spirit walking in the night.
