Chapter 789: Lanci's Immortal Eternal Penalty_3

Everything was so peaceful and calm, as if this world would never know sorrow or darkness.

However.

They were unaware that at this moment, the southern border of Holy Polante, had been a battlefield stretching miles, dyeing the Oberon Canal red with blood.

Thousands of lives withered under the assault of the Demon People.

The earth was drenched in blood, the sky shrouded in haze.

Towns fell, homes shattered; wailing, crying, cursing, all intertwined into a symphony of despair, echoing above the ruins.

In a hell-like fortress far away, a figure was still bathed in the blood of numerous Demon People in the northern part of the Huo Ning Empire, shielding most of the assaults for the Holy Polante Empire.

At this moment, he lost the grace of past days.

Once sacred and elegant, his white robe was now soaked in blood and mud, stained dark red.

His arms, holding the scepter, were covered with scars, each swing oozing blood.