Chapter 464: The Power of a Level Nine Oasis (5K)_3

The next second,

The Eight-Star Strange Evil died, Qianqiu lightly wounded and his body hollowed out, he fell back from the field with a pale complexion.

His time on stage: 3 seconds.

This exquisite kill was still just a tiny reflection of the huge battle to defend the city.

Strange Evil continued to charge.

The front lines wavered between slightly critical, more critical, and very critical.

Fang You surveyed the battlefield, timing everything.

The three-day and three-night surge might not end precisely on time, and traditionally, the promotion ordeal they faced could last even longer.

However, Fang You, observing the waves of the River of Fate, could discern some patterns.

Three days and three nights… the tide was almost over.

But before it ended, there would inevitably be one last, and most fierce, tide.

His eyes widened, "It's coming!"

East, South, North.