Right in this clamorous night, mixed with countless shouts, battle cries, shrill screams, and the neatly synchronized hymns of praise.
At this moment, a new rhythm joined the cacophony.
The sound of the tide surged.
As if a ten-thousand-ton Sea tide swept in head-on, whipping up a hurricane, stunning everyone for an instant. In their startled downward glance, they saw the boiling torrent rise.
In the deep Moat, right now, the waters had begun to violently churn.
As if they were coming to a boil.
No, this was… boiling!
Countless dead fish and aquatic breeds rose with the sharp increase in water temperature, surfacing on the river, the stench of rot mixing into the growing heat-haze and steaming upward.
Like invisible Yin Souls cackling in the dark.
