Bab 820: Crushing Blow

The blood moon rode high in the sky. The red hue flooded every corner of the land. The wind was piercingly cold while bringing desolation to the land.

Outside the ancient city that was the Heaven Blood City, were crowded by alien races. Tall and strong Barbarians created a smothering sense. Their savage faces were nerve-racking and their brutal behaviors were soul shattering. With a whooshing sound, the huge hammer landed on the shield continuously. But people felt their hearts were under the blow.

Countless arrows were flying around as the sky was dominated by the Feather Race. They had beautiful appearances. However, under the blood moon, they were terrifying rather than charming. They were like ghosts that had crawled up from the underworld, as they require souls from every warrior in the city.