The war lasted for less than a month. During this time, Myrcella felt as if she had become the daughter of a rich family.
“Commander, I’ve found an epic necklace. Do you want it?”
“An epic necklace isn’t worthy of our commander! The Gray Fog Lord’s Doomsday Ring! A legendary ring... Commander, we’re not going to ROLL for it. You should take it.”
“You guys... ROLL for it.”
Looking at the members surrounding her on the magic net screen, Myrcella covered her forehead with a headache.
It had been a long time since the sacred army had fought against the gray fog in the crevice battlefield. Currently, the Expeditionary Army was ranked 27th on the merit list.
In Myrcella’s opinion, this was already a very good result. Today, they had reached the final step of the strategy.
If this battle had been recorded in the Bible, the Lord of the gray fog would definitely have been one of those epic stories that could save the world after winning the war.