Dawn Number Two, Dawn Number Three, Dawn Number Four, Dawn Number Five, Dawn Number Six.
Five figures, five Dawns.
Such a luxurious lineup could be described as unprecedented and never to be surpassed, which is not an exaggeration.
Dawn Number Four stretched her hands open, hovering above her head was a crimson Jade Mirror, releasing endless Fire of the Destruction of the Eight Desolations from within.
The raging flames consumed the roots blocking the path.
"Number Two, this is what you said. This time when you help, all the losses of the artifact anchors will be borne by you."
"The purest fire within my Eight Desolates Profound Fire Mirror is worth a lot for every strand consumed. To replenish it, I can only summon its former owner, the Fire Dragon Daoist, via anchor..."
"Since it's a promise, I will certainly fulfill it." Dawn Number Two said without hesitation, "Now that everyone is here, would I possibly go back on my word?"
