Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

In the following days, Shield City descended into some kind of bizarre revelry.

The dwarves brought out all the wine they had stored.

Ale, fruit wine, spirits—liquor of all colors gleamed enticingly in the firelight.

They drank heartily, laughed loudly, and sang rough war songs.

They put their arms around each other's shoulders and danced a ridiculous dance in the street.

The aroma of roasted devil meat filled the entire city.

Those monsters that once inspired fear are now being roasted over a fire.

Grilled until sizzling and dripping with oil, then sprinkled with salt and spices, they become delicious dishes.

"Come on! Cheers!"

"For Fortress of Shields!"

"For the dwarves!"

The sounds of clinking glasses, laughter, and singing mingled together.

But amidst this revelry...

Fortress Lord Balin and the other pillar dwarves kept a close watch on the situation outside.

They didn't participate in the revelry; they simply sat high up, holding wine glasses, their gazes fixed on the pale blue barrier.

Outside, the number of demons is increasing.

In less than a day, the number of epic demons had reached twenty.

Those colossal figures stood atop the completely collapsed mountain, overlooking the isolated city.

The mountains that originally surrounded the city of Jardim Shield have now completely collapsed.

The demons tore it apart, smashed it, and crushed it inch by inch.

The city walls were exposed, and the rocks were covered with claw marks and cracks.

The rocks that covered the city of Shield City all collapsed, revealing a series of grotesque and suffocating faces on the barrier above.

They lay on the barrier, their enormous heads almost touching the light screen.

Blood-red eyes peered through the barrier, staring directly at the dwarves inside.

That look didn't seem like someone looking at prey.

It's like looking at a plate of food that's already been served.

Time passed little by little.

There was no improvement in the situation.

The second phase of the Kuroshio Current has yet to arrive.

first day.

the next day.

Day three.

boom.

An epic demon swung its massive claws and slammed them down onto the barrier.

The protective barrier that had held up for three days trembled violently.

Click.

A tiny crack appeared on the surface of the barrier.

The dwarves' revelry came to an abrupt end at that moment.

Everyone looked up at the crack.

No one speaks.

Only the roars of demons outside and the piercing sound of claws scratching at the barrier could be heard.

They dropped their wine glasses and stomped out the campfire.

Finally, he took the grilled devil meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

The dwarves gathered together.

They donned the strongest armor and took up the sharpest battle axes.

They walked silently down the street, gathered around the fortress lord, and waited for the final moment.

No one speaks.

No one backed down.

Those smiling faces that were just celebrating have now been replaced by silent resolve.

This is the determination to fight to the death.

The barrier did not shatter completely at once.

Instead, it's like a mirror, first breaking open with a crack.

Then the crack, like a snake coming to life, spread wildly in all directions.

Click. Click. Click.

The piercing cracking sound struck everyone's heart again and again.

After observing the state of the barrier, Balin led the dwarf warriors to the south gate.

At this moment, the city walls of the South Gate had been utterly destroyed by the demons.

The Starstone city wall, with a hardness comparable to that of a legendary stone, was destroyed and collapsed.

Demons lay densely packed on the exposed barrier.

It squeezes into the area with the densest cracks and swings its claws to launch an attack.

With each swing, the crack deepened by an inch.

"Fortress Master, how much longer can we hold out?"

Barna’s voice came from the side.

Bahrain stared intently at the狰狞 faces outside, his expression filled with murderous intent, and said in a deep voice:

"3 minutes."

He paused, turned his head, and looked at Barna, asking.

"Has the little one already left?"

Barna nodded.

"He is already ready at the North Gate."

"Once the demon is drawn here by the breach of the South Gate, he will use that opportunity to leave."

Bahrain nodded.

A look of relief appeared on his scarred face.

If Lin Gui dies here because of them, even if his soul returns to the silent sea, he will never forgive himself.

He turned around to face the dwarves behind him.

Some of the soldiers were young, some were old, some were covered in wounds, and some had lost an arm.

But they stood there, weapons in hand, backs ramrod straight.

Bahrain raised his battle axe and roared.

"Dwarfs!"

His voice boomed like thunder, echoing across the city walls.

"Thirteen years!"

"We've defended this city for thirteen years!"

"Today might be the last day!"

His gaze swept across every face.

"But let me tell you."

He smashed his axe on the ground, sending shards of stone flying.

"Even on this last day, we'll show these bastards just how tough dwarves' bones are!"

"Let them know where the name 'Shield City' comes from!"

"Let them face the dwarves' wrath with their lives!"

"roar!!!"

The dwarves' roars shook the heavens, drowning out the demons' howls.

Bahrain turned around.

The battle axe was raised high.

"Follow me."

He took a deep breath.

"kill!!!"

He leaped up and rushed towards the shattering barrier.

Behind them, dwarf warriors surged like a tide.

however.

Right at this moment.

Bahrain's voice still echoed in the air, resounding throughout the entire city of Strong Shield.

It was as clear as a thunderclap.

It was so clear that all the dwarves noticed the anomaly.

The surroundings fell silent.

Bahrain's figure hovered in mid-air.

He was stunned.

All the dwarfs were stunned.

They looked around at the barrier.

Then, everyone held their breath.

Those demons, densely packed on the barrier, those demons frantically scratching, roaring, and crashing.

They suddenly seemed to be possessed.

All actions ceased.

It was as if it was frozen in place, lying there blankly.

Not moving at all.

Only those blood-red eyes remained open.

But the madness is gone.

It's just empty.

The atmosphere froze at that moment.

The dwarves' hands, gripping their weapons, were trembling slightly.

My heart was pounding loudly and clearly audible.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

then.

The demons all raised their heads in unison.

They looked up at the sky.

They are all looking in the same direction.

That's the direction of the withered rift valley.

That place is the center of the Kuroshio Current.

A faint whisper came from that direction.

The whisper was very soft and faint, as if it were drifting from a very, very far place.

But everyone who heard it felt their soul tremble.

Bahrain gripped his battle axe, feeling a tremor of excitement that ran through his very soul.

And the absolute suppression that made him feel pressured even though he was thousands of miles away.

He knew what it was.

The second phase of the Kuroshio Current has begun.

The demigod demon hidden deep within the withered rift valley began to awaken.