Defeat the entire world with the power of one dragon!

Chapter 546 Flipping the Table: A Loss-Lose Situation is Better Than Losing Alone (Seeking Votes at the Beginning of the Month)
The second Holden floating city crashed.

It landed in the northern border of the Atlanta landmass, within the territory of the Kingdom of Aura.

Garos stood at the highest point of the Dragon Court, his wings folded, his dragon scales gleaming with a metallic sheen. His pupils contracted as his gaze fell upon the rising dust and smoke, where he saw the dark purple energy within.

The bad thing is, the situation is the same as last time.

As the floating city fell, the earth cracked open, revealing a deep abyss.

The situation, which had not been stable for long, was about to become tense again, and, barring any unforeseen circumstances, the northern kingdoms, which were closest to the border, would be the first to bear the brunt.

“Every floating city has the potential to create a large rift.”

Red Iron Dragon lowered its eyes, gazing at the distant land, then looked up at the outlines of giant cities standing high in the sky, its scales on its forehead furrowing slightly.

The Holden Empire, high in the sky, remained silent.

It was as if the turmoil on the continent below had nothing to do with them.

What happened inside Holden that led to this outcome?

Galos asked himself this question.

The floating city is Holden's pride, not a toy that can be discarded at will.

The fact that two planes crashed in quick succession is too much of a coincidence to say it was just an accident.

But if there was a major upheaval within, why was there not a single word of it? What exactly is that kingdom built on the sea of ​​clouds brewing?
Now that things had come to this, Galos stopped thinking about it.

The most urgent task is to deal with the threat that is reappearing on our doorstep.

At the same time, the mental whispers of Iron Dragon Sorog also came, establishing a blood tie.

"The floating city has fallen again."

Sorog's voice remained calm, but his pace was slightly faster than usual as he said, "Right in the North, within our territory, I have already seen the shockwave from the fall."

"I know."

Galos replied, "I'm watching."

“I wonder if another rift will appear this time,” Sorog continued. “Holden hasn’t said anything this time, maintaining his usual silence. There’s been no explanation or warning, as if… none of this is their business.”

Galos did not respond immediately.

He understood what Sorog meant.

The floating cities of the Holden Empire have been falling one after another. Logically, the empire should have reacted, but they did not. They remained silent as if they did not exist.

"I'll send someone to investigate and see what's going on."

Sorog continued, "If it's just the Sky City that crashed and there's no demon invasion, as long as we can obtain the Sky City's remains, it will be good for us. The technological value of the remains will benefit our development of the alchemy industry."

The floating city is the technological culmination of the Holden Empire.

Even if it's just wreckage, it contains extremely high value and can take the alchemy industry of the Kingdom of Aura to the next level.

Last time, the ruins of the floating city were first torn apart by the demons and used to build a fortress. After a fierce attack by the allied forces, they were completely wiped out by Garoth's Dragon Emperor Dimension, leaving not even a trace. Sorog got nothing, which made him feel regretful.

He was actually more concerned about the development of the Kingdom of Aura than Galos.

"I actually hope that cracks will appear."

Samantha's voice rang out, deep and resonant, filled with intense fighting spirit.

"Those scum from the abyss, thinking they can conquer Atlantis? No, we'll use fire and claws to make them suffer defeat after defeat, to let them know that this continent is not a playground for their invasion!"

"Come once, kill once; come a hundred times, kill a hundred times."

Upon hearing this, Galos remained expressionless, gazing intently at the ground.

"It wasn't just the floating city that fell."

He remained calm and thought to himself, "I have seen it; the abyssal rift has reappeared."

The crash site was relatively close this time, and the rift could be seen in his Eye of Truth's vision.

"Another abyssal rift? The last incident wasn't a coincidence... Could it be that every one of Holden's floating cities is connected to the abyss?"

Iron Dragon Sorog tensed for a moment, realizing the seriousness of the problem.

One instance might be an accident, but if the same thing happens again in a short period of time, there must be some kind of connection behind it.

This is a question worth pondering.

But at this moment, the immediate threat is more important.

He asked, "Now that we can see the crack, how does its size compare to the last one? Is it larger or smaller?"

Galos is watching.

His pupils contracted to thin lines, the light of his Eye of Truth flickered, and he strained to see, his gaze passing over mountains and rivers, piercing through layers of barriers and turbulent energy currents, trying to see every detail of the abyssal rift.

After a moment, Galos shook his head slightly.

"It cannot be completely determined."

He said, "This time the distance was closer, but the abyssal energy was unusually active, severely distorting my vision. I could only see a blurry outline."

"However, at least we can be certain that it does exist."

As he spoke, Garos also realized the limitations of his Eye of Truth.

It is not a panacea; its effectiveness is greatly reduced when faced with high concentrations of chaotic abyssal energy.

It is not powerful enough to see through the essence of everything.

However, Galos's traits will grow stronger as his life level increases, and the Eye of Truth still has a lot of room for growth.

Just because you can't do it now doesn't mean you can't do it in the future.

This is only a temporary inconvenience.

"understood."

Sorog continued, "I'll send someone to investigate closely. Send Heriam. The crash site of the floating city is relatively close to his stronghold, and he's fast enough, cautious and meticulous enough to know what to watch out for and escape in time if danger comes his way."

Heriam the Blue Dragon, a giant dragon who followed the Ignas dragon pack since his youth.

From a very early age, he displayed a calmness and rationality far exceeding that of ordinary dragons.

Now, he is in his prime and has more experience in dealing with things.

His contemporaries, the red dragon Cahill, the green dragon Ludwig, and the black dragon Serafina, were all around the same age and had reached the prime of life dragon rank. Although their life level was not yet legendary, they had basically reached the pinnacle of mortal beings below the legendary level and were the solid backbone of the Kingdom of Aura.

Previously, they were mainly responsible for matters in areas such as the permafrost tundra and the Sel wilderness.

As the Kingdom of Aura expanded its territory into Middle-earth and its development center shifted, it was recently transferred to its new territory in the vast Middle-earth to be responsible for establishing order and maintaining deterrence.

The original areas were then taken over by other young dragons that performed well and grew up.

“Yes, Heriam is suitable.”

Galos nodded, agreeing to the arrangement.

Iron Dragon Sorog paused, then turned to a more serious topic: "In addition, I think we should contact the other three parties as soon as possible, according to the previous agreement and the situation."

Galos did not respond immediately, gesturing for him to continue.

Sorog said, “The floating city crashed in our northern territory, and the rift opened within our sphere of influence, but demons will not stay in one area. If we do not deal with it in time, they will inevitably expand to other places, like a plague, and eventually affect the entire continent.”

"This is not just a matter for our Northern Border."

"We also agreed during our previous four-party talks that if any rifts arise again, all parties should work together to form a four-domain coalition to once again attack the Abyss Rift."

"Now is the time for them to fulfill their promises."

Garros paused for a few seconds, then slowly asked, "Do you think the nations of Atlantis can unite as one as they did last time? Can they once again fight the demons with unwavering resolve and without reservation?"

Many things are not static.

Times change, and people's minds are constantly evolving.

The last time we united was because the demons had amassed a large force, built fortresses, and posed an imminent threat; if we didn't join forces, we would all die.

That was a forced alliance under the pressure of survival.

This time, the rift has just been created, and the demons have not yet emerged on a large scale, so the threat does not seem so immediate.

Most importantly, the four powers have already divided up the Central Plains, demarcating their respective spheres of influence, and there is implicit competition and wariness between them.

The rift reappeared in the North, not in the public areas closer to the center of the continent.

The North was the first to be affected.

With a buffer zone and space to observe from the sidelines, their attitudes will naturally change.

"Impossible, my dear brother. Those guys have already witnessed your power. They saw with their own eyes what you did in the last war."

Samantha said firmly, "Now, they will definitely be wary and suspicious."

"They might even see our Kingdom of Aura, and you, as a potential enemy more daunting than the Abyss Demons. Get them to give us their full support like last time? Difficult. Not sabotaging us behind our backs is already a sign of having some principles."

Sorog was silent for a few seconds, then agreed with some of Samantha's assessment.

However, he was more realistic in his thinking.

"Let's give it a try, no matter what."

"We need to know at least what the other countries' true attitude is now: are they just going through the motions, delaying, or have other plans?"

"Okay, I'll leave the contacting and probing to you."

Then, after a moment's thought, Galos said:
"Based on the last battle in the abyss, we can be fairly certain."

"These demons who have set their sights on Atlantis have the ability to absorb the life energy and souls on the battlefield, using the huge casualties caused by the war to catalyze the expansion of the rift, thereby bringing forth the Great Demon."

"In that case, the existence of ordinary legions would be of little significance, and might even be harmful."

"They are unable to effectively kill high-ranking demons, and may instead become sacrifices used by the enemy to open up a larger breach."

When a large number of material beings gather together, they can form a kind of life field that impacts and suppresses the abyss aura, reducing the negative abyss influence on their own legendary beings and allowing them to exert legendary power when forming military formations.

This is the value of the legion.

However, this advantage cannot outweigh the enormous risk that could bring down a great demon.

When faced with two evils, one must choose the lesser one.

"We have all experienced the power of the Great Demon."

Garos solemnly said, "If a fully-formed Great Demon were to descend, with my current strength, I might be able to protect myself, but I have no confidence in defeating it."

"At that time, we may be forced to evacuate and retreat to the Immortal Wilderness."

Samantha, the Red Dragon, has a different opinion on this.

"If the difference in life level isn't too great, even a great demon wouldn't be a match for you, brother!"

She said firmly.

Galos shook his head slightly and said, "Samantha, you're right, but there aren't many 'what ifs' in reality."

"We cannot place our hopes on the enemy not being strong enough. Admitting to caution against an unknown and powerful enemy, or even being unable to defeat them under certain conditions, is not cowardice."

"I never refuse to acknowledge my shortcomings; it only makes me clearer where I should strive to improve."

Those who are strong in spirit will not be afraid to face their own weaknesses.

"Then, this time we will only summon legends to participate in the battle."

Iron Dragon Sorog concluded, "Although legendary powerhouses need to endure more negative erosion alone under the abyss's aura, and the battle consumption is greater, it is still better than ultimately facing the Great Demon."

"If low-level warriors don't go to the battlefield, there won't be large-scale casualties, and the demons won't be able to use war to accelerate the expansion of the rift."

"At that time, at least some of the initiative will be in our hands."

At this moment, Samantha felt something was missing, so she suddenly asked, "Wait, why hasn't Gordon's mind connected yet? Isn't he here at a time like this?"

Galos replied, "He has entered a dormant period ahead of schedule and is attempting to break through to the Legendary level."

The dormant period of dragons is not entirely fixed, especially when they are about to break through to a higher rank.

For example, when dragons reach the pinnacle of mortal beings and accumulate enough power, as long as they haven't just awakened from a long slumber, their next slumber period may arrive much earlier, thus completing their leap to legendary life.

It's also worth mentioning that Gorton isn't the only dragon currently sleeping.

Blue Dragon Zolaya, Iron Dragon Leticia...

Both of them are also dormant. When they awaken, they will become legendary dragons, further enhancing the high-end power of the Kingdom of Aura.

Moreover, this is just the beginning.

People like Heriam and Cahill have reached the limit of mortal beings and are not far from becoming legendary.

The four earliest sons of the emperor, Galos's four earliest offspring, are also growing very rapidly and are quickly approaching the legendary rank.

It is foreseeable that the number of legendary dragons in the Kingdom of Aura will see a significant increase before long.

"Oh? Not bad at all."

Samantha rarely gave a word of praise, though her tone was still as stiff as ever: "Gorton has finally caught up with us. When he wakes up, I'll have a good fight with him and test our progress."

After a short while, the exchange came to a temporary end, and the mental connection slowly faded away.

Galos leaped from the top of the Dragon Court, circled briefly, and then swept into the magnificent passageway inside the Dragon Court.

He walked through a corridor with reliefs of dragons and mountains carved on the walls, passing several sentry posts along the way, where the guards bowed their heads in respect, and finally arrived at a huge metal door made of heavy alloy.

This is his treasure trove.

hum!
As the red iron dragon's claws touched the metal door, the runes engraved on it lit up one by one, and then slowly slid open to both sides.

The first thing that catches the eye is the mountain of various resources inside.

The jewels and precious stones were almost overflowing.

The black oil crystals were cut into standard sizes and stacked like small black mountains, occupying one side of the treasure trove.

Various raw gemstones and cut finished products are piled in the central area, red like flames, blue like the deep sea, green like verdant emerald, purple like luxurious... reflecting a mesmerizing and dazzling light.

Various precious magical metals such as adamantite, mithril, and orogen were cast into standard ingots and neatly stacked on specially made shelves, resembling miniature metal walls.

As for gold coins, they were countless.

They were piled up into mountains of gold, or simply spread out on the ground, making the entire treasury shine with a magnificent and splendid light.

Even the most knowledgeable ancient dragon would likely be astonished by the wealth gathered here.

Those young dragons who have almost no resistance to wealth, if they saw this scene, would probably want to stay here and guard it every step of the way, and would not feel any regret even if they died of old age in the treasure vault.

The light of gold, silver, and gemstones fell on the red iron dragon scales, refracting a dazzling light.

However, Garus's enormous dragon face remained expressionless, and his vertical pupils showed no emotion.

These treasures, enough to drive outsiders crazy, were, in his eyes, more of a strategic reserve and...food raw materials.

The current Garus has completely shed the dragon's instinctual possessiveness and obsession with wealth. Before establishing his kingdom, he would occasionally feel a pang of heartache when consuming such things to gain energy.

However, after the founding of the kingdom, as the entire kingdom system operated efficiently, wealth and resources accumulated and grew at an unprecedented rate. Once they reached a certain level, Garus became increasingly indifferent to their intrinsic value.

He was more interested in the energy they contained than their monetary value.

That's exactly why he's here.

"We can have a good meal now."

Galos entered the vault, and the metal door closed silently behind him.

"The last time we had an all-you-can-eat meal was a year ago, when we were preparing for the Abyss Rift."

He felt a strong emptiness in his stomach and thought to himself.

Since deciding to further evolve its digestive and absorption system, Galus has been in a state of severe hunger, going "nine meals in three days," minimizing its daily intake to stimulate adaptive changes in its body under extreme conditions.

Therefore, he couldn't wait to get to the warehouse full of food.

The red iron dragon lowered its massive head, opened its enormous mouth, and fiercely bit down on the nearest pile of black oil crystals.

Click, click!

The sound of crystals shattering echoed through the treasure vault.

He crushed and swallowed these black crystals containing immense energy, which slid into his stomach. A burning sensation rose from his stomach and quickly spread throughout his body, as if a fire was burning inside him.

This long-lost sense of fulfillment made Galos let out a low sigh.

call!
As the dragon's aura surged forth, Garos immediately entered a battle stance, transforming into a ferocious dragon with three heads and six arms, but not for the purpose of fighting.

After the black oil whetted their appetites, two thick, long dragon arms reached out and grabbed a large pile of gems.

Rubies, sapphires, diamonds, jade, topaz... each one is incredibly valuable, containing abundant elemental energy and essence, but at this moment, they are merely food for Garus to fill the void.

He stuffed the gemstone into his left mouth, letting the hard crystals shatter between his teeth, turning into streams of energy—some hot, some cold, some gentle, some violent—sliding down his throat into his stomach.

The metal ingot was also gripped by another dragon claw and sent toward the central head.

Click, click.

He chewed on his right, crushing the hard gold ingot, swallowing it, and feeling the metal melt in his stomach, becoming nutrients that nourished his bones and scales, seeping into every corner of his body little by little.

The three-headed, six-armed dragon devoured its prey like a whirlwind.

The black oil crystals are decreasing, the gemstone piles are decreasing, the metal ingots are disappearing, and the gold coin mountain is collapsing—everything is being swallowed up by him.

The hills within the treasure vault visibly decreased in height in several places.

And so, he ate for several hours straight.

He only stopped when he felt an extreme fullness in his stomach, as if every inch of his flesh and every bone in his body was filled to the brim with pure energy, even to the point of swelling. All three heads simultaneously exhaled a long, scorching breath.

"belch……"

Red Iron Dragon's body gradually returned to normal.

He patted his belly with his paw, making a dull sound.

A rare sense of satisfaction.

He then emerged from the treasury and returned to the summit of Dragon Court, letting the biting winds of the high altitude caress his body.

The sea of ​​clouds still surged beneath my feet, and the sun still shone brightly.

But the ruins of the fallen floating city in the distance, and the faintly visible abyss rift, were like an ugly scar etched into the earth, etched into his vision.

Galos gazed silently in that direction, then settled down on the spot and closed his eyes, feigning sleep.

He didn't really rest.

While absorbing the energy, he allowed his mind and will to enter a calm state of preparation, with power flowing through his body, silently adjusting his state to its peak.

Galos is ready for battle.

Next, we just need to wait a little while.

Not long after, even faster than he had expected, Sorog's voice rang in his mind again.

“Hriam is back and has already investigated.”

What was the result?

Galos opened his eyes.

Sorog said, "After Hriam ventured closer to observe, he confirmed that the size and energy level of the rift itself are similar to the rift we destroyed last time."

"It can be basically concluded that this is another large rift that allows Grand Demons to pass through."

This was expected.

"We already have combat experience."

"If there are no unforeseen circumstances, this crack can be closed."

In short, as long as our own legend can buy him the time and environment to cultivate the Dragon Emperor's other dimension, just like last time, it's just a matter of a super-massive energy bombardment.

This premise was proven to be entirely achievable in the last war.

Before the great demon descended, the legends of the four-way allied forces consistently suppressed the demon, firmly controlling the initiative on the battlefield.

If the other Grand Masters had known that Garus could level the Abyss Rift and the Fortress with a single blow after charging up his power, the battle would probably have ended much faster, and the Great Demon wouldn't have had a chance to display his power across the rift.

Then, Galos asked:

"What are the demons planning this time?"

"Have they begun building defensive fortresses and assembling legions around the rift once again?"

Upon hearing this, Sorog's mental state became slightly more serious, even tinged with a hint of doubt.

"That's exactly what I'm trying to say; something's not right."

"During the first invasion of the Abyss, after the rift appeared, the demons quickly built a strong fortress around it, assembled a massive demon army, and had high-ranking demon generals to command it, making their advances and retreats well-planned."

"But this second time... the situation seems completely different."

"The demons did not build any decent fortresses, only some messy temporary shelters, and they did not immediately spread out in all directions as their chaotic nature usually would."

"Moreover, the demons around the rift seem to be... killing each other."

"They devour and kill each other, thus increasing the concentration of abyssal aura and causing the rifts to expand slightly faster than normal."

Galos's gaze sharpened slightly, his thoughts racing.

As far as he knows, the expansion of the abyssal rifts mainly relies on two points.

First, as the demons spread, they gradually pollute and corrupt the land and living beings of the material world, thus slowly but steadily expanding the abyss territory and providing support for the rift.

This is the safest way, but it's very slow.

Secondly, by sacrificing life and souls in the material world, the expansion of the fissure is catalyzed and accelerated.

This type of expansion is often temporary and explosive, mainly to send over some overly powerful demonic individuals in a short period of time.

If the subsequent erosion and occupation of the material world cannot keep up, the fissure will be suppressed and contracted back by the material world.

The aura of the abyss will gradually dissipate over time, only remaining intense for a short period.

Alternatively, sacrificing a demon can produce a similar effect, but it is extremely inefficient because the demon's soul belongs to the abyss and has little effect on the rift.

Normally, no demon would do something so thankless and difficult.

Unless there is a special purpose.

"What do the demons want to do?"

"Their current actions may seem meaningless, or even self-destructive, but the Abyss Demons, though evil and chaotic, are not stupid. Among them are beings with extremely high intelligence and even mastery of strategy, and they should not be underestimated."

"There must be a ulterior motive behind this unusual behavior."

Galos looked thoughtful.

"In any case, we cannot go along with the enemy's pace. We must organize a punitive expedition as soon as possible to interrupt their progress."

He quickly said in a deep voice, "Although we don't know the specifics of the demons' plan, they have most likely learned from the lesson of the last time the rift was breached and destroyed, and this time they are prepared and have changed their strategy."

"agree."

Sorog said, "Then, what about the other three parties... shall I ask them now?"

"ask."

A moment later, Tie Long's voice rang out again.

"They've agreed to everything, at least verbally."

After a slight pause, Tie Long sneered, "Your words are beautifully and readily put, but your conditions are also very clear."

"The gist of it is: the incident happened suddenly, they need to coordinate, the legion is not easy to mobilize, and it may take some time to gather strength. They hope that the northern countries, where the incident occurred, will go first to resist the demon. With the power of the Red Emperor, they will not back down."

"And they will arrive soon after, and they will certainly not stand idly by, but will do their utmost to help."

"We'll be there shortly..."

Galos repeated the word and asked in a flat tone, "About how long after that? Is there a specific timeframe, even an estimate?"

"I asked."

"Presumably, we asked them about their approximate arrival date, citing the need to coordinate the march route and timing. However, they did not give a specific answer, only repeatedly emphasizing that it should be done as soon as possible, without being specific about the exact time."

Hong Tielong gave a low laugh.

"This so-called 'as soon as possible' might mean that they will come to clean up the mess after we have fought the demons to a standstill or even suffered heavy losses. Or perhaps, they will come to clean up the battlefield after we have both perished together with the demons."

He said it slowly and deliberately.

Sure enough, as expected.

Even if the crisis of demons may once again sweep across the entire continent, even if we fought side by side a year ago and had the camaraderie of repelling foreign enemies, once the external pressure eases slightly, internal scheming, suspicion and strife will immediately resurface.

All parties want to preserve their strength, hoping that others will suffer the consequences so that they can reap the benefits.

even……

Many hope to use the demons to weaken Lord Aura, who has risen too quickly and performed so impressively in the North, making them deeply wary.

Galos could level the abyss with a single blow, and he could also wipe out their city with a single strike.

The unity that was achieved last time was almost the limit that all parties could do under such a huge and urgent threat to their survival; it was a rare miracle.

Miracles don't usually happen in a row.

"If it doesn't concern me, I'll stay out of it."

"To expect others to always be united in their fight against foreign enemies is nothing but wishful thinking on the part of naive people."

Galos was not angry.

Because this was expected; if it were him, he might have just stood by and watched.

However, he never placed his safety and hope on the promises or moral obligations of others.

However, he would never allow others to have their way or let himself be used as a pawn.

Do you want me to be the sucker, to go through the toughest challenges alone, to bleed and sacrifice myself to create opportunities for you to reap the rewards, or even to weaken me in return?

Impossible.

"Since they can't be sure when they'll arrive, we in the North won't rush things."

Red Iron Dragon remained calm, his voice conveyed through the mental link.

"We can wait patiently."

"Tell the other three parties that when we see the legends of the other three alliances, at least the powerhouses at the Grand level, on the battlefield, I will naturally stand shoulder to shoulder with you all again and work together to wipe out the abyss."

He emphasized this point slightly.

"Otherwise, the Kingdom of Aura and the other northern kingdoms will only prepare for self-preservation and wait and see. As for the consequences of the demons growing stronger, the rifts expanding, and even causing greater disasters... those consequences will be borne by all parties together."

Do you want to stand by and watch, or even play the victim?

Okay, then let's just slack off together, delay things together, and let the devils carry out their unknown plans over there.

Let's see who can withstand the longer wait, and who can't bear the huge potential risks first.

At worst, the situation will deteriorate beyond control, and we'll all be wiped out.

Anyway, Aura has the Fairy Wilderness as a fallback option, which gives them room to maneuver in extreme situations, and they are not susceptible to being held hostage by other countries.

"Good! That's how it should be!"

Samantha immediately expressed her support, saying she liked this tough stance.

"It's better for us to lose together than for us to lose alone and let them benefit."

Sorog said:
“I’ll convey our stance right now. Trying to hide in the background won’t be so easy.”

The message was quickly relayed by Tie Long, in the name of the Northern Alliance, to the decision-making bodies of the other three alliances.

The wording was clear, the stance was firm, and no ambiguity was left.

The effect is immediate.

Sensing the unwavering resolve of the Lord of the North, the other party's attitude indeed changed.

They quickly changed their tune, expressing deep understanding of the Northern Territory's concerns and promising to immediately dispatch legendary experts to the area surrounding the rift as soon as possible. They requested that the Northern Territory send troops simultaneously to join them in this crisis.

"Pass down the order: Assemble the legends of the North."

Galos did not delay any longer and issued the order.

"Target: the newly emerged abyssal rift."

“Yes!” Sorog replied solemnly.

The legendary warriors moved with incredible speed. Without needing to carry or care for a large army, they could assemble and head to the location of the abyss rift in less than a day, thanks to their individual high mobility.

Garus stood atop the Dragon Court, spread his wings, and slowly rose to his feet.

Sunlight fell on his crimson scales, reflecting a dazzling light.

In the distance, the abyssal rift was expanding, and the purple light grew increasingly intense. One could vaguely see demonic figures moving, fighting, and roaring around the rift.

come on.

he thinks.

Let me see what kind of scum has arrived this time.

P.S.: Requesting votes at the beginning of the month.
(End of this chapter)