Chapter 312: Cannon Fodder
“Elder Xiang, isn't it time to fight??”
A man in black, in a distant camp of evil cults, asked in alarm as another line of their troops was cut in half..
In a few seconds they lost a thousand people!
The man felt anxiety - no, in fact he felt an unbearable, gut-wrenching anger. How dare this creature kill their students like some kind of cattle??!
Valiant warriors of the Holy Cult perished under the wings of a cursed bird!
“No,” Elder Xiang replied indifferently..
No emotion appeared on his face. With each flap of his wings, corpses fell into the mountains, blood flowed like a river, and he stood with a completely calm expression on his face, as if he was observing nature..
The man in black shook his head to himself. Elder Xiang definitely didn’t have a heart. Although the majority on the battlefield were not members of the Holy Cult, but came from the sects subordinate to them, they were still pitied.
But Elder Xiang did not feel any emotion towards them. For him they were no more valuable than cattle.