Carrying the vengeance of those who had fallen in the Outbreak so far, the army headed to the Southern Sea Region vigorously. Their hands twitched as their hearts palpitated impatiently.
20 kilometers—it was the remaining distance they needed to cover to reach Goap. It wasn't far; they could reach it in less than twenty minutes. In fact, they could already feel the sickening presence of Goap's Army.
"This bloody battle will be huge," Anthony muttered. Turning his head around, he clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Out of the 30 Legions I have created, only twelves are with me? What are the rest of them doing?!"
Carlyle, who was riding his horse beside Anthony, could only pull his helmet slightly down, and said nothing. He was just as curious as Anthony about that, so he didn't want to placate Anthony.
Kuuuooong!
