As the Chaos Ritual gradually unfolded, the closer one got to Yuezhou City, the stronger the nauseating stench of blood became.
At the same time, a sort of murmuring, seemingly far away yet echoing right next to one's ear, occasionally arose. It seduced the soldiers into dedicating the most brutal warfare and the most passionate slaughter to it.
The sky over Yuezhou City had also become very strange.
The sky was obscured by some sort of spiraling black cloud, and in the middle of that black cloud, it seemed as if something was trying to enter this world.
But the soldiers did not focus their attention on that black cloud; whether it was an evil god or a demon didn't matter.
Their enemy now was the horde of Chaos minions charging over the hills and dales.
Without the command of the Chaos Warriors and Believers, those roaming Chaos minions, like crows seeing carrion, were flocking towards the battle formation.
