In the long garrison of Qiuye Territory, battles broke out at every defensive point; numerous Beastmen were slaughtered, and many Knights were buried as well, while the power of the Fallen God continued its corruption.
Some Knights were inevitably affected.
And once influenced, these Knights turned into mere instruments of slaughter.
Boom.
Rumble.
Terrifying noises spread incessantly.
Stream after stream of Life Source Power blossomed.
Yet tonight was destined never to be peaceful; across the vast Beastman Plains, countless Beastman Tribes continued to converge frantically toward Qiuye Territory.
And at this moment, should one's perspective rise.
Projected into the Beastman Territory.
One would discover that over the mother river Elivagar, penetrating the Beastman Land, there wove faint red colors and ominous auras spreading continually.
Following the river to the forefront.
Here lies a massive glacier.
