"Roar!"
"Desolate…"
"Boom!"
"Rumble…"
On the ground, the entire vast Europa Defense City was in complete chaos, whether outside the city, in the outer city district, or in the core inner city district. Everywhere one looked, there were a large number of Yaksha People and The Men in White engaged in fierce battles.
In the deep darkness of night, the Yaksha People's roars, the Desolate Howl of The Men in White, and the explosive sounds of power from various battlefields mixed together, creating a cruel symphony intertwined with blood and fire…
The Gray Ancestor, who had left just a few hours earlier when dusk was about to fall, ultimately did not return.
In the inner city command building, nearly a hundred Golden-clothed Clan members were annihilated by the Yaksha Lord within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, totaling one-third of their numbers.
