The Holy War had gone on for close to two years, and both parties’ consumption was very large. Originally, the demon army seemed to be rather more restful, only occasionally launching some symbolic offenses. The Southeastern Fort took advantage of that to rest its troops, but for some reason no one knew, the demon army once again made an all-out offense one week ago, and this attack was even fiercer than the past ones. Immediately, all the powerhouses of the Southeastern Mountain Pass had to join the battlefield, and an unstoppable battle followed then. The whole fort was now full of the stench of blood.
Wang Yuanyuan was still standing on the first row of the battlefield, defending the walls. Compared to the time of the Holy War, her shield and blade had gained a dense layer of blood color. That not only was due to piercing the enemies, but furthermore, it carried a fierce aggressivity, born from countless slaughters.
