After ermine wrote the letter, she sent it out. She then returned to her chair and continued playing chess with the daolord.
Bloodrealm.
Dark auras gushed out. At the boundary of the two transcendent worlds, two huge mountains stood tall. The ground on the mountains was bright red, as if it was dyed with blood, dyeing the surrounding world bright red.
Whoosh-
A cool breeze blew.
Broken swords were stabbed into the ground, and the sleeves stained with blood were fluttering in the wind. It was as if the wind was carrying endless sorrow. This land was like a sword tomb, and each sword and tomb told the story of the dead.
Magic staffs, Western greatswords, and armors were scattered all over the ground. They were almost everywhere. They had already been buried in history, becoming a spray of water that no one knew.
This was The War of the Two Worlds.
It was cruel and merciless.
