"Combat countdown, ten seconds..."
The second reminder quickly arrived as the assault hatch beneath the Origin Pioneer began to open.
The icy winds from ten thousand meters high rushed in instantly. The lights in the landing pod went out, leaving only the red warning lights on, sharpening the players' eager eyes in the darkness.
Lord Paryen was already mounted on the Unicorn, flying down through the open assault hatch.
After a few blinks, he could already see with the naked eye the firelight and smoke in the Moss Valley, where the Grey Wolf Army led by Wise Wolf was advancing triumphantly through the mountain pass seized by the combined forces of the Broken Tooth Clan and the Whip-tail Clan.
The creator's brilliance had already dawned in this evil land, the horn to slay the gods was echoing, and the end of the Evil God was near at hand.
