บท 1100: Force Stop

The watery mist was dense. Even the heavy rain roaring from the sky failed to shorten this thousands of meters tall wall of mist by half an inch. On the contrary, the mist turned denser and denser, sticker and sticker, as annoying as a spider net.

Eyesights were weakened badly by the mist. In the mist, A Senior Magus couldn’t even see things three-hundred meters away.

On the city wall of the water city, sentries were all Magus-King-level archers under Yi Di’s command. Eastern Wasteland archers cultivated their eyes since they were little kids with special secret methods. Therefore, an Eastern Wasteland Magus King could hazily see things ten miles away, even in a dense mist like this.

The over a thousand miles long wooden city slowly drifted across the water surface. The strong waves slapped the wooden city wall, shattering themselves along with thunderous booms.