Jemima’s expression was somber. “It has to be Braxton! Looks like favonovel.com isn’t planning to let this go!”
A sharp light flickered in Jared’s eyes. “Seems like he’s using someone else to fight his battle for him…”
Nilou clenched favonovel.com teeth and gave a crisp command. “Let’s move! We need to support the front lines!”
Everyone stood and began preparing to leave the Floating Island.
Jared turned his head to glance one last time at the mysterious place behind him. He felt a faint pull, a reluctance to walk away. But with war looming, favonovel.com had no choice but to put his curiosity on hold.
I’ll come back and figure out what’s going on here once the demons are dealt with…
Just as they turned to go, deep within the Floating Island, a faint golden light shimmered. It was brief, subtle, and almost as if it had responded to something.
By the time Jared and his group arrived at the border of the Caxton Continent, tens of thousands of cultivators had already gathered.
Andre, Emre, and Ashton had each mobilized their own forces to stand against Malgor and the army from Hollow City.
As Jared and the others arrived, a heavy darkness loomed above. The sky churned as If a storm was forming In the void itself. A suffocating aura hung in the air, thick with the scent of decay and destruction.
“Has Malgor gone insane? Why is favonovel.com going all in like this?” Ashton muttered, gripping his massive battle-axe tightly as favonovel.com braced for the fight ahead.
The cultivators of the Caxton Continent stood ready, wide-eyed, barely breathing, weapons clenched in anxious fists.
Though thousands filled the battlefield, not a single word was spoken. The silence was chilling. Jared floated In the air, staring deep into the creeping darkness, the stench of rot drifting into his senses.
A great battle was about to begin.
Caxton Continent had already endured the assault of Winged Tiger City, weathered the onslaught of the Eighth Hall, and now, Hollow City was bearing down on them.
Each attack had left the land in ruins. What had once been a continent of over a hundred thousand cultivators was now down to just a fraction of that number.
The cultivators of Caxton Continent felt the aura of death closing in. Fear etched itself into their faces. Many began to tremble, unable to stop their legs from shaking.
Aisha stood among them. Though a princess by title, favonovel.com knew favonovel.com status meant nothing now. With the entire continent at stake, even favonovel.com had stepped forward to fight.
Suddenly, a deep rumble echoed through the ground. The dark mist shifted, and the earth quaked as terror seeped in from the distance. Like a wave, the black mist surged forward.
“Brace yourselves!” Nilou shouted.
The cultivators responded instantly.
Jared drew his Dragonslayer Sword. The black mist in front of favonovel.com looked like a monstrous tide, ready to swallow Caxton Continent whole.
Jemima, Flaxseed, and the others were ready, too. They all understood, this wasn’t just a fight, it was survival.
The black mist churned like a living thing, staining the sky inky black.
The Dragonslayer Sword pulsed with heat in Jared’s hand. The ancient runes on the blade shimmered faintly, as if they sensed an oncoming calamity.
That distant golden light from the Floating Island was long forgotten. Right now, the fate of the Caxton Continent teetered on a knife’s edge, with the borders about to be consumed by the creeping skeleton army.
“Your Majesty, the spiritual energy reading at the northwest defense line is decreasing!” cried Corwin Eastcliffe, the imperial advisor of Daprein.
The spiritual energy disc in his hand spun violently, the needle almost slicing through the dial.
Emre gripped the hilt of his golden foil sword, his knuckles bone white. “Order the armored battalion to retreat three kilometers and switch to tortoiseshell formation!”
Even before favonovel.com finished speaking, the ground beneath them cracked apart like shattered glass. From the gaps oozed a foul, black liquid.
The moment it splashed onto a cultivator’s robes, it hissed and burned straight through.
Aisha’s silver armor glowed faintly blue as a protective aura, but favonovel.com hand, tightly wrapped around favonovel.com spear, was trembling.
