Within the city walls, the scenes were just a microcosm of the battlefield.

As dusk gradually withdrew its blood-red clouds, it opened its dark, misty eyes to gaze upon the battlefield where flesh and blood flew.

There, all the soldiers charged forward, except for one figure in a black cloak moving against the tide, already reaching the side of the Hellfire Lord.

In Ye Hao's eyes, a spark seemed to burn. He retrieved the Sea God's Trident from his pack.