章節 689: Chapter 689 - Crafting Hope in Chaos

A few minutes earlier.

"What the hell is that?!" RememberMe exclaimed, his eyes wide in shock as he shook his head in disbelief at the massive magic circle looming over the distant capital city of the Dissidia Kingdom.

RememberMe, Broken, and the others stood atop the speeding crawling carriage as it rumbled down a road that had grown smoother and more structured, flanked by vast savannahs on either side. They were closing in on their destination—the heart of a colossal battle they had been racing toward all this time.

Freya began to explain the situation. "Here's the progress so far. Demian, the king's younger brother, seems to have had some major disagreement—or outright falling out—with the Shadow Wolves. And the latest update… King Alorik is dead," she said grimly.

"Damn it! Demian!" RememberMe spat. "I've wanted to kill that man for so long. Just the sight of his face makes my blood boil."