There was no day nor night on the battlefield.
Whoosh!
Chu Zhou held the Dragon Tooth Battle Saber in his hand and stood between a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. He let out a long breath, and a trace of unconcealable fatigue flashed across his eyes.
His entire body and his hair were dripping in blood.
Of course, this blood was not his, but the monsters'.
Two days.
He had fought here for two full days and two nights and had basically not rested much.
He had also become extremely tired from his initial relaxed state.
There were too many monsters, just no end to them.
He would not be able to withstand such sleepless battles even if he was made of iron.
The beast tide was far crueler than he had imagined.
In the beginning, he could still protect everyone in this line of defense.
However, towards the end, he could only protect a portion.