Several more months passed.
The oppressive standoff at the border did not truly ease with the passage of time.
Instead, it was like a noose tightening ever so slowly.
But human nature is prone to inertia. When the anticipated thunderous strike failed to materialize, nerves stretched to their breaking point inevitably began to slacken, giving rise to an imperceptible sense of relief and a glimmer of wishful thinking.
In the Northwest Land, the frantic clamor of constructing the Northern Defense Array seemed to quiet down somewhat.
Everyone subconsciously believed that perhaps they still had more time.
But beneath this veneer of calm, where undercurrents surged ever stronger—
A sudden, shocking turn of events!
"Great demons sow chaos, plaguing the mortal realm!"
"The sacred might has arrived, its brilliance shining in all directions!"
