"Even the Blood Rainbow garrison has met with disaster!"
Lornaa Lindwood looked toward the unmanned watchtower ahead and exchanged a glance with Theodore Lindwood, a foreboding feeling suddenly arising in her heart.
"Have we arrived too late?" David Jones knew there was a hitch in the plan just from seeing Lornaa's gloomy facial expression—no further words were needed.
"I hope the Holy Stone in the arsenal is still there!" David Jones sighed internally while increasing his vigilance and hastening his pace.
To David Jones's surprise, they did not encounter attacks from Demonic Beasts afterward, and their journey was eerily peaceful—as unsettling as the deceptive calm before a tempest.
When David Jones and his companions arrived at the main hall known as Blood Rainbow Hall, the air was thick with the scent of blood, and the ground littered with battered corpses, along with the surrounding severely damaged buildings, all pointed to a fierce battle having occurred here not long ago.
