The people on the city wall cheered again.

But the elders in front were even more silent.

After this time, there is only one chance left.

In this situation, it feels like we are waiting for the countdown of fate.

Because they knew it, they couldn't get excited at all.

There is only deep melancholy.

Feeling tortured.

You know, the fight just ended, and the two Dog Rong kings came up again.

The meaning of this could not be clearer.

It is almost impossible to stop the two kings of the Inu Rong clan by relying on the last two foundations left by God Jisu.

When the time came for a bloody battle, two Dog Rong kings whose strength was not equal to theirs took action.

You can imagine how slim their chances are.

"Get ready!"

The white-haired old man sighed.

Several other old men looked at each other and nodded helplessly.

"A five-hundred-year-old holy city!"

With sadness in their eyes, they all turned to look at the giant city behind them.

At this moment, they were deeply aware of it.

This majestic holy city of the human race has engraved an epic era of the human race. At this moment, it has entered a countdown to its destiny.

And it's in their hands.

And all this seems impossible to undo.

They are stronger, see from a deeper perspective, and understand the danger of the situation better than other tribesmen.

The deep sense of powerlessness due to the disparity in strength made it impossible for them to find the possibility that the Holy City could survive the crisis.

Apart from a miracle, they couldn't think of any other possibility.

"A bloody battle is about to begin!"

"I want my clan to become blood food!!!"

"Even if I die today, I will make the Quanrong clan pay the price with blood!"

"Let them see the will of my human race!"

"Even though we are weak, facing the strong, we still dare to draw our swords and attack to burn out the last drop of blood!"

That's when the second collision started.
Chapter completed!