An All-out Attack, Metal Baskets, And Arrogant Words

Another day had passed. The sun rose from the horizon, shedding warmth and sunlight over the land.

However, the Wall of North Sea did not receive any.

At this point in time, the atmosphere at Wall of North Sea was wintry and bleak. Every defensive position was on high alert. Every soldier’s body was tensed. They could not help but widen their eyes and look ahead with malevolence.

The Blood of God’s camps were absolutely silent. The dark masses of blood fiends were standing still like stone statues. Their scarlet eyes were filled with a thirst to kill and indifference towards people’s lives.

In the midst of the blood fiends, Beast Venom Temple’s god priests’ hands kept on releasing a red-colored, bloody glow.

The mist-like bloody glow looked unusually alluring under the cold and gloomy sunlight.