Seventh day.
A round of morning sun slowly rises from the horizon at the end of the sea.
The golden sunlight shines on the deep blue sea surface, forming a glittering gold.
A cluster of golden waves pushes toward the beach, lifting fine sand that returns to the sea.
Fubo City, the shore leading to the depths of the East Sea.
At this moment, although it's only early morning, the commotion is already arousing the heavens.
On typical days, the long coastline of Fubo City would be packed, layer upon layer, heads bobbing, making it impenetrable.
The leaders of various powers occupy the best positions on the Observation Platform to watch the battle.
On the beach.
A golden carriage pulled by nine True Dragons crawled across the long beach!
On the other side.
The Netherworld Elders stood with their hands hidden in their sleeves, expressionless, behind them stood members of the Dark Division, faces covered with rabbit masks.
Front position at the shore.
"So many people!"
