A month quickly passed in passing. The army were now whole and ready. The cultivators don their magical armor and grabbed their swords. Powerful energy floated around their person.
They were ready for battle. It felt like so long until this day came, since peace with the norms, they had been wanting to prove their strength once again. That was because how well they defended the Boiling Volcano against the undead army's siege. They were very jealous of their powerful strength, and wanted to prove themselves again.
Little by little, the cultivators saw the norms as peers.
Hax came out of the tunnel with his guards. In fact the number of guards he had increased even more now. And these guards would be happy to sacrifice their life to protect him. Everything he had done and created until was divine, and so they had no problem to die for him.
