The night was still dark. As the three satellites separated again, the tides within the bloody lake finally died down.
However, the tides around the Eye of Blood Demon had only just started surging and sweeping the entire land.
The well-trained legions were scattered apart by the savaging tidal force. Soldiers of the Insect Clan, the Claw Clan, the Sea Clan, and the Feather Clan were mixed up. They did not know each other and could not find their captains. They had also lost valuable gear and assets, and there was no one to command them.
Right at that moment, they were informed that terrible spores and Elder Nether Spring's spies were probably lurking among them. They had to set up camp on the spot, waiting to receive the virus test. Also, they were eyeing the strange soldiers around them vigilantly, fearing that they might be spores.
Under such circumstances, the air was tense, and everybody was panicking. A cough was enough to draw almost twenty sabers.
