Boom! Boom! Boom!
Terrifying explosions erupted around the Ten Thousand Demon Spirit Formation.
Small demon beasts crashed into the formation, their bodies bursting apart, creating a continuous cacophony of explosions.
The formation trembled violently, cracks beginning to spread across its surface.
Inside the formation, the people of Glory City gripped their weapons tightly, their eyes filled with determination as they stared at the horde of demon beasts outside.
For years, they had known this day would come.
Even if the last embers of human civilization were extinguished, they would carve their heroic deeds into the annals of history.
Glory City might fall, but their stories would live on.
Perhaps one day, when others came to this place, they would still see the traces of their fearless struggle.
Yang Xin, the Alchemist Guild's director, distributed pills to everyone.