Machine guns roared by ears, and from time to time, shells whizzed overhead.
Luo Gang oversaw the entire situation, commanding the various troops.
"Good, the first battalion advance toward Xincheng District, the second and the third battalions advance toward the Luohu District, and we must drive the Demonized Beasts back to the Abyssal Rift!"
This appearance of the Abyssal Rift was completely unexpected, and over half of the area of the Sanctuary was damaged, with countless survivors dead or injured.
Thinking of this, Luo Gang's heart bled. Every minute and second, in other districts where the military hadn't reached, countless survivors were dying, but he understood the priorities. If they couldn't stop the surge of Demonized Beasts from the Abyssal Rift, even if they could save the survivors in other districts now, eventually, the Sanctuary would be destroyed anyway.
"If we could surround the Abyssal Rift, just like what was once done in the north..."
Boom!
