The setting sun resembles blood, and the shadow of the Dusk Palace extends long, with the rubble above the palace slowly floating.
At this moment, the Dusk Palace is in a semi-closed state, apart from the three entrances in front of the three stone bridges, the entire palace is so tightly guarded that not even a mosquito could fly in.
Swish~
A green light flashed across the sky, trailing a long flame.
Bang.
The Green Phosphorus Burning Bottle smashed against the outer wall of the palace. Green flames burned fiercely.
A dozen seconds later, the green fire dispersed, and the stone wall of the palace remained undamaged.
Seeing this, the Contractors from Apocalypse Paradise felt somewhat disappointed, though their morale was high, after all their numbers were three times that of the enemy.
Actually, their numbers were almost five times that of the remaining 160 Contractors inside the Dusk Palace; the rest had left, scattered within the ancient ruins.
"Xi, shall we attack?"
