"Ascend the city wall! Ascend the city wall! Ascend the city wall!"
"Heaven creates all things to nourish humanity, but humans have nothing to repay Heaven, except to kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Everyone, to achieve great success, to be conferred as a marquis or minister, to grant your wife and children protection, to leave your name in history, it must be today, it must be today!"
Wu waved the large flag, his neck veins bulging, brushing past the soldiers behind him.
Shuofang Platform City broke out several huge gaps, the fire raging. Dense crowds surged like black ants climbing up a sweet block of candy.
This time there was no blood rain hell, no morale drop from the death of Eight Beasts, but still it evolved into an absolute rout in the absence of the Martial Saint.
