Wen Yan sighed helplessly, patting the warhorse's neck to soothe it.
"Alright, alright, you can follow me."
Now he finally understood: it seemed that the Domains people in the city could manifest were capable of bringing forth a day in this city's vicinity from the past.
And the most terrifying day the other side had ever experienced, the strongest enemy they had encountered, was right now.
Wen Yan's heart pounded wildly—he could more or less understand the psychological trauma the people of the Demon Kingdom must have; even though what appeared wasn't real, Wen Yan still felt his body was about to instinctively bolt.
If it weren't for the fact that the Natural Enemy Profession hadn't reacted at all up to this point, Wen Yan would have already run off.
He quietly swapped on the title of Big Executor's Nemesis, and stood quietly in place, holding his horse and waiting.
