On the sacrificial square, the town that was built by the Dark Elves had completely disappeared. The figure that had previously stood tall had also disappeared into thin air.
The entire square had been reduced to ruins. There was burning scorched earth and pitch-black smoke everywhere. The Dark Elves' high priest climbed out of the crowd and turned his head to look at his men who had suffered heavy injuries in the square. The few outsiders who were also the main culprits had disappeared. He growled angrily, "The statue of God and the altar have been destroyed. This is a great shame to our Dark Yuan City. We must find them! Otherwise, we will become the laughingstock of all the Dark Elves, and we will provoke the wrath of God. If God punishes us, then it will be the end of the Dark Yuan City!"
The other Dark Elves could not help but nod solemnly. To them, God's punishment was more terrifying than death!
