"That is already the ninth barrier that is about to be broken. I really hope that that barrier is the last one."
An elf rubbed his sore shoulder and sat on a huge protruding rock on the ground, sighing.
There were many other elves beside him. They all looked tired as they looked at the starlight barrier that spanned across heaven and earth and covered an unknown number of kilometers in front of them. Their expressions were gloomy.
They had received the King's order to form an assassination team to head to the fortress city. They thought the mission would be straightforward. Even if the Holy Dragon Kingdom's monarch guarded the fortress city, each of them had risen to the level of mythical creatures. How could the fortress city even have the strength to deal with over a hundred powerful platinum-tier existences?
