In the pitch-black night.
A few hundred meters above their fortress, they vaguely saw a man in a black robe floating there. He seemed to have become one with the night.
He had been standing there for a long time.
Cold sweat broke out on the backs of the surrounding elves. They had no idea when this man had appeared here.
"Who are you!?" the elf soldier shouted.
The soldiers who heard the movement walked out of the fortress one after another. The black-robed man did not say anything. He was like a ghost floating in the sky.
The alarm bell rumbled in every corner of the fortress. One after another, the elf soldiers picked up their weapons and woke up from their sleep.
In the dark night, the black-robed man looked down at them from above.
A few minutes after he appeared, figures came from all over the fortress. Powerful energy waves were flowing from their bodies.