"A whole swarm of Tier 12 Venomspike Manticores and Tier 11 Manticores?!"
Balthazar's pupils contracted sharply as he battled Chaos Hydra Thal'Zor. His expression darkened instantly.
"Vorrak, what the hell are you doing?!"
"What am I doing? Heh, isn't it obvious?" Vorrak, the Venomspike Manticore, bared his fangs in a twisted grin and shouted, "Balthazar, your Behemoth clan can go ahead and prepare to die!"
"Everyone—attack!"
"Kill them all!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM—!
In an instant, hundreds of Tier 11 Manticores and Tier 12 Venomspike Manticores surged into the battlefield!
Sure, they weren't individually strong—each Tier 13 Behemoth could only be taken down by twenty to thirty Tier 11 Manticores, or six to seven Tier 12 Venomspike Manticores working together.
Any fewer than that?
Sorry, they'd probably just get torn apart by a rampaging Behemoth in a brutal counterattack.
But the problem was—there were just too damn many of them!