Chapter 246: Xin's POV
The battle on the Island of the Cursed raged endlessly, and by now it had spiraled into its most catastrophic state yet.
The reason was simple—the Dark Emissaries had finally stepped onto the field. No longer content with watching from the sidelines, they had joined the carnage themselves.
For the ordinary heroes, there was no longer even the illusion of hope. Against the Emissaries, only the elites stood a chance.
And so, with bloodied hands and broken spirits, the surviving heroes abandoned the frontlines.
They dragged back the corpses of their fallen comrades—friends, siblings, lovers—retreating to the rear of the island where the support teams awaited.
The air was thick with grief. Today was a day of sorrow. Too many had died.
But sorrow did not linger only on that cursed island. Far away, across the seas, past the middle continent and into the northern lands, another tale unfolded.
