A few days later.
Jeming stood on the launch platform of Fortress No. 7's top floor, checking his equipment to ensure he was ready.
On the distant horizon, familiar dark red and gray-white tides emerged once more.
The harassment units of the Chaos Secret Sect and the Tower of Annihilation were coming "on schedule" again.
This mixed legion of about thirty thousand troops stopped about two hundred kilometers from the frontline, where the leading wizards began to mobilize elements and command the cannon fodder units, preparing to release a round of long-range witchcraft before withdrawing as usual.
But this time, things were different.
Just at the moment when their spiritual power fluctuation reached its most unstable...
Buzz!
The entire wasteland's space rippled violently, like the surface of a lake into which a massive stone had been thrown!
Tens of thousands of figures "floated" out of what was once empty air!
