Chapter 315: The Fall of Gallia’s Army
While Sheffield stood behind the Gallian army, smugly watching the 'Jörmungandr' mercilessly ravage the Albion army, she had also been paying attention to Biba's movements.
She noticed the purple-white smoke that surged out like a wave and began to fill the sky at a very fast speed.
Soon.
Many people on both sides of the battlefield also saw this scene one after another.
At this time.
Biba's figure had long disappeared into the thick fog.
So they could only see the purple-white smoke, like thick dark clouds blown by strong winds, or like a terrifying avalanche rolling down from the mountains.
It was overwhelming and pressed toward the Gallia camp.
This scene naturally scared countless people.
Except for the soldiers who were fighting on the front line and did not dare to relax their vigilance, the people behind them had gradually stopped their actions and looked up at the sky blankly.
It was truly that the battle created by Biba was too grand and even had some elements of showing off.