Inside the Alliance Camp, the flames of war raged as battle cries and the roar of magic intertwined. Relying on the protective power of the Star-Glory War God, Xu Tiancai managed to fend off wave after wave of fierce attacks from the Dark Pope. However, he knew well that this power could not last long, and he had to find a strategy to defeat the enemy as soon as possible. Floating in the air with his black robe fluttering in the wind, the Dark Pope wore a look of mockery and disdain in his blood-red eyes, seemingly enjoying the struggle and despair of the alliance members.
"Your resistance is futile; this continent will eventually be shrouded in darkness." The Dark Pope's voice was bone-chilling, like a sharp ice blade piercing straight into everyone's heart.
A'gang collapsed heavily to the ground, his face as pale as paper and his lips completely drained of color. Yet his gaze remained resolute as he tightly gripped his battle axe, as if he would never give up fighting as long as he had a single breath left. The Ice Princess was frantic with anxiety nearby, continuously casting ice magic to heal A'gang while directing the soldiers to fight off the tide of rushing dark creatures. The radiance of ice magic flickered in her hands, and a freezing aura permeated the air, temporarily checking the advance of the dark creatures.
Chapter 279