The screen lit up, and a scene so grand it was breathtaking unfolded before Qin Feng's eyes.
It was a Warband assembly hall, so tall it seemed capable of holding up the very heavens. The Gothic dome soared to an incredible height, with cold metal and rough-hewn stone forming its timeless, unchanging theme.
The entire hall was large enough to accommodate several hundred thousand people.
And at this moment, every corner of the hall was filled with towering Warriors wearing sky-blue Standard Power Armor.
Ultimate Warriors.
Every one of them stood tall in a perfect military posture, helmet tucked under their arm, silent.
The venue, holding hundreds of thousands of people, was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Only a mountain-like aura, forged from Iron Blood and discipline, silently permeated the air, almost crushing the viewer through the screen.
In the center of the image was a towering ceremonial platform.
Squad Leader Zhou Xiong was standing on the high platform.
