Chapitre 152: Trying to run?

The blood-red moonlight cast an eerie glow over the silent plains.

Over thirty thousand undead marched silently across the grasslands. In the sky, Alex stood on her bone dragon, the wind rushing past her.

Sophie remained silent, feeling both fear and excitement, with no trace of sleepiness.

The dwarves followed behind the undead army, fully aware of their mission. They all envied Balin Forgeheart, who flew above them. If they successfully captured Grimstone, he would govern the city.

The blood moon gradually set, and dawn was approaching.

Grimstone's outline finally appeared in Alex's view.

The dwarf guards on the walls were drowsy. This was the time when people were most prone to sleepiness, and dwarves were no exception.

Moreover, being stationed in the safe rear of the clan for so long had made them complacent. Nori never expected these extraterrestrial visitors to launch an attack at dawn the next day after being discovered.