บท 407: Southern Corp's Final Fight End

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/Boom.../

/Shatter.../

/Screams.../

The siege raged on for the rest of the day, and as the sun vanished on the horizon, the War slowly cooled down as the soldiers pushed back against their near-endless assault.

The battlefield was a chaotic symphony of destruction. Like fiery meteors, Siege machines rained down on the Devils, their magical fire engulfing the enemy.

Skyships dominated the skies, pinnacles of engineering, with their enemies all slain, and nothing could halt their advance.

Even then, thousands groaned on med bays, clinging tightly to life, on the edge between reality and the afterlife.

All signs pointed towards a hard-won victory, but there was still one matter to tend to... The clash between the Commanders and the Demon.

It dragged on for an eternity, the outcome hanging in the balance, the tension palpable.