The sky was covered by battleships.
The two sides broke out in the most tragic war in tens of thousands of years.
Even on the seventh day, Linton, the leader of the Second Human tribe, had to participate in the war.
Because the First Human tribe had several saint-level powerhouses, someone had to restrain them.
The battle turned into a river of blood, and corpses were everywhere in the wilderness.
On the tenth day, the phenomenon in the sky burst out again, and a ray of light broke through the ground, reflecting colorful colors in the sky.
The gate of the Great Arcane Realm, which would only open once every 500 years, opened.
The elites of the First Human clan and the ten thousand clans attacked the gate again and again.
At the same time, the gate of the Storm Hall slowly opened in the territory of the Second Human race.
A youth slowly walked out. His eyes were shining, and the moon patterns all over his body were shining.