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The war between the Dawn Legion and the Undead was getting more and more intense, with both sides suffering heavy casualties.

Unknowingly, half a day had passed, but there was no sign of the battle coming to an end.

As their lives were on the line, many of the Dawn Legion's soldiers had forgotten their own hunger.

Standing in the rear, Catalan and Mentor stared intently at the battlefield, ready to have their guards execute any deserters on the spot by cutting off their heads.

At this time, there was no room for mercy or listening to their last pleas for mercy.

Suddenly, Catalan gritted his teeth and cursed, "Damn it, when will that damned Black Dragon finally show up!"

When he left the Dawn Forest, he had specifically brought a great gift for the Purgatory Demon Dragon.

But if the Black Dragon never showed up, then he would be at a loss for what to do.