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With the clash of combat filling the air, atop the Sky Vault, invisible fluctuations began to materialize, fading strands of purple Blood Mist rising, drifting towards both the Bronze Ancient City and the Blood-colored Floating Island.
At every moment, the purple Blood Mist continued to increase, signaling that lives were being lost without pause. The immense danger inherent in the collision of eight hundred thousand warriors could only be imagined.
Above the Bronze Ancient City, within the sea of blood formed from the essence of flesh and blood gathered by the Blood Tribe Blood Bone, waves of blood surged, and the sea of blood, initially only a few miles across, began to slowly solidify and expand.
Similarly, above the Blood Tribe Floating Island, as Human War Soldiers fell, the same purple Blood Mist gathered, and a sea of blood formed—this was the blood and bone of their own kind!
Kill! Kill! Kill!