บท 121: 121 Transcendent (Up) _1

The night was cool as water; the silver moon was sharp as a sword.

When a dazzling arcane missile punctured the pitch-black sky, the Half-Elf Palace instantly erupted into chaos.

From a bird's eye view, one could see the Silver Moon Guards, who were originally stationed at the east and south gates of the palace, suddenly reversing their spears and charging into the palace.

Caught off guard, these two units met little resistance, charging through like two fire dragons, unstoppable, right outside the inner court of the palace.

Here, they finally encountered tenacious resistance mounted by the Palace Guards.

"Woo——"

The piercing sound of the horn echoed above the palace, instantly awakening the entire city of Silver Moon.

The Garden City, which boasts of never being captured, was now unable to escape the calamity of war.

"Bang!"

Colin pushed open the palace doors, lifted up the huge coffin, and strode out.