The entire City of Dawn was mourning.
Even though the dark clouds had dispersed, and the brilliant sun was up in the sky, the commoners felt there were dark veils in front of their eyes…
Almost 60,000 professionals perished.
Half of them did not have a home.
What about the other half?
The initial joy of victory dissipated, and what remained was unbounded sorrow. It was hard to get over the depressing memories.
In the City of Dawn, the picturesque scenery was no longer in sight. The houses were in shambles. The orderly magic lamps fell all over the place. The surface of the clear pristine Rainbow River was covered with a layer of hazy soot.
Meanwhile, on both sides of the streets, countless corpses lay, covered in white sheets!
Numerous commoners mourned their losses.
The players who were able to revive walked on the streets in a daze.
