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Dark clouds bore down upon the city, threatening to crush it, fifty massive Treasure Ships like a gathering storm.
The robust sound of drums echoed between Heaven and Earth, as the attack from the Heavenly Court began.
The Treasure Ships spanned the sky, their dark muzzles aimed at the ground, a bitter chill of murderous intent reverberated between Heaven and Earth.
The Heavenly Court was about to launch its assault.
Countless Heavenly soldiers followed in the wake of the Treasure Ships, moving toward the Demon Clan's position like a tsunami.
Just one glance at this scene could plunge one into despair, but the soldiers of the Demon Clan still stood tall; their faces showed tension and excitement but not a trace of fear.
They gripped their weapons tightly, and even as they faced the Heavenly Army's onslaught, like a tsunami, their fighting spirit remained high.
This was an army tempered in war and blood, with wills unbreakable by anything.