Lu Chen did not answer Huo Yao's question. Instead, he gently set her down, letting her lean against a rock. His sharp gaze pierced through the thick dark clouds shrouding the camp, falling upon the rampaging army below. Clad in black armor and wielding pitch-black longswords, they were like fiends from hell, ruthlessly slaughtering the defenseless soldiers.
"It's the Dark Lord..." Lu Chen said through clenched teeth, his voice laden with fury and murderous intent.
Following his gaze, Huo Yao saw the terrifying army as well. Her face instantly paled, her eyes filled with terror and unease.
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