章 1745: The Storm Has Ended

The once glorious imperial capital was now nothing but ruins, and at this ground zero where the taint of annihilation had erupted, there were no survivors.

The entire city had been leveled by the great crystalline bombardment and the subsequent advance of mortal armies. Meanwhile, the original soldiers and citizens of the city had all turned into monsters, all disappearing after the death of Emperor Berentine. The heavy downpour not only washed the blood off the ruins, but it had also cleansed the battlefield of smoke and the stench of blood. When light once against pierced through the clouds and shone upon the land, it could only be described as a "new birth".

The surviving soldiers quickly reorganized under their commanders as they took count of casualties, however, their progress left much to be desired because even their commanders' eyes were glued to what was in the sky.