On the official roads of the Three Prefecture Cities, military formations were neatly arrayed.
Their hands tightly gripping the long spears, yet amidst the previously unrelenting murderous aura, traces of confusion began to emerge.
The raw roars of the horde of demons shattering the tower were so vivid, and the scarlet twilight at the end of the sky was also exceedingly enchanting.
Various omens all foretold the imminent attack of the demons.
But at this moment, at the far end of the spacious road before their eyes, it was eerily and terrifyingly empty.
The roar in their ears was also faintly transforming into wails, even from such a distance, everyone could actually discern the despair and fear within.
Until the bright scarlet of twilight dissipated, and the sky once again regained its clarity.
