Delon hurried toward the direction he intended to go. The sounds of screams, explosions, and terror entered his ears, making him move faster, half running.
When he arrived at the balcony of his house, he looked down. Delon was shocked and immediately fell backward, losing his balance.
"What is happening?"
He caught his breath, stood up again, and this time managed to see what was going on more calmly.
He saw dozens of beasts entering his residence. Dozens, even hundreds of his soldiers had already been defeated by those beasts.
Delon's eyes moved, scanning around. He was sure this was no coincidence. Someone must have led those beasts here. It made no sense for dozens of beasts to appear in the middle of the city.
"Who sent them? Is this…"
Delon's heartbeat grew faster. His face turned pale. It reminded him of the death of his general.
The strongest man in Doomsty City could be killed. The memory of that death filled Delon with fear. His breathing grew heavy.
