The spectators, nobles and commoners alike, craned their necks upward, their murmurs and gasps filled the empty battlefield.
"They disappeared... God, they really went inside the War Ground," someone whispered in a tone of disbelief.
"The Frost family did the impossible!" another shouted in awe.
The screen displayed the breathtaking moment when Kent, his Dragon Lion Bow glowing with godlike radiance, breached the gates of the War Ground. The explosion of red flames seemed to leap out of the screen, and the Frost army's needle formation surged forward like an unstoppable spear.
Within moments, the entire army vanished into the crimson depths of the War Ground.
"What precision… what power! He made those two big families look like fools!" A merchant exclaimed, clutching his chest.
"Stop blaming them! Who would've expected one arrow to obliterate the gate?" a noblewoman replied, fanning herself furiously.