Among the piercing chimes of bells, the noise of steel scraping against steel sounded from all over the stronghold.
The column of flames burned vigorously, and light showered down from the top of the fortress, illuminating the dark ocean and the mighty Black Tide that approached along with the ocean current.
"All those are demons?" Ye Qingxuan asked.
"Yes, the third wave in our predictions, but an hour earlier than expected. It is of a much smaller scale than the previous two." Shi Dong sighed softly. "After all, it is to celebrate the awakening and rebirth of Leviathan, the vile spawn of the sea born to the Dark Gaia. The total amount will far exceed the initial expectations of mankind, I'm afraid…"
On the tall walls of the stronghold, Ye Qingxuan furrowed his brows. The demons in the sea were advancing with the current. At the moment, every current was being used to the demons' advantage, continuously carrying an endless number of demons forward.