บท 597: The Furious Roars of Eight Million Fighters

Before them, the ice city had disappeared. Only their worst nightmare hovered high in the sky above the snowy Ultimate West Realm.

"Hell bringers of the Black Dragon Family, do you dare to come with me and kill all of them!" At this moment, a horned dragon soared up into the sky, and Gabriel raised his huge sword and roared.

"We hell bringers are unrivaled! Attack!" Before the others could answer, a warrior of the Spiritual State dashed out with red eyes. Although this war was waged in the Ultimate West Realm, it wasn't directed only at this place. The people here were only the earliest victims of this war.

If the Ultimate West Realm was lost, the next would be the Spiritual State or the entire Continent of Immortal Relics.