The oppressive alien army has already pressed down to the third battlefield's warning line.
At the forefront of the army, Cang Ji sat on a huge chair, with his eyes closed, calmly resting.
In stark contrast to the grim army, Cang Ji seemed more like an emperor out on a tour.
Dong dong dong!
Dong dong dong!
Dong dong dong!
The urgent war drums continued to beat, as the alien army had been challenging for over half an hour.
Yet, the gates of the human fortress remained tightly shut, with no sign of engaging the battle, and above the fortress, dark clouds loomed, creating the illusion that the heavens were about to collapse.
Dong dong dong!
Dong dong dong!
The sound of the war drums grew louder, even causing the distant forest to sway under the resonance of the sound waves.
