บท 812: End of the War

Leng San held his temples tightly...

“If the portal continues to expand at this rate, it should not take more than a year.”

The boy's voice was like a bell of despair for everyone. The faces of those who heard him displayed their fear for the formidable Asura Clan army.

“We are doomed. In just a year, the world will be doomed,” an elder of the Medical Saint Institute muttered, kneeling on the ground like a desperate person. The act trembled the surrounding people's minds. Everyone stood still in sadness.

Leng San turned to look at everyone's face and had to sigh. He just realized that he should not have revealed the one-year schedule and caused everyone to be like this.

“General Bryson, with your background, do you know how to deal with this portal?”