The harsh sounds of battle, muffled screams, and the thunderous roar of spells kept echoing near the South Wall.
The Demon Race surging like a tide, surprisingly could not take over this section of the wall.
This was because the Demon Race's real powerhouses were gathering on another battlefield, focusing their strength on other areas within Dragon City Pass.
However, the determination of the South Sword Pavilion Sword Cultivators was undeniable.
Ancient Sword Master did not turn his head, but he knew that fewer than half of the South Sword Pavilion Sword Cultivators remained beside him now.
He did not focus too far into the distance.
Because of other matters, he is unable to intervene.
Even the South Wall, he found difficult to defend.
Yet, Ancient Sword Master did not feel defeated, sad, or lost.
He just did his best.
As long as, before dying, he killed several times more enemies than himself, that would be enough.
Thus, he could proudly hold his head high and die.
