The dark gray bastion, like a cold star that suddenly flared in the Abyss, was about to collide with the onrushing filthy tide in the most brutal of crashes.
The curtain of war had already been drawn open amid the silent killing intent of the defenders and the clamor of the Demons!
The foul Abyssal wind, laden with the reek of sulfur and blood, slammed hard against the cold bastion.
Outside the walls, the filthy tide was surging forward with a momentum of annihilation.
"Loose!"
Raelia's command was like an icicle, piercing the Demons' first line of clamor.
At the instant her voice fell, a scalp-numbing roar of mechanisms erupted atop the bastion!
"Wng——! Wng——! Wng——!"
It was not a sparse volley of Arrows, but a Metal storm howling up as dozens of heavy Enchanted Crossbow Cannons roared in unison!
