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But the sky outside the Iron Wall Pass is a rare wonder in a century.

The sky in the distance did not completely sink because of the setting of the sun.

It began to change from the initial orange to a hazy red.

That kind of red, like the red of the sunset, and like the color of blood.

A blizzard is coming.

Every soldier at the Iron Wall Pass knew this very well.

The blizzard here refers not only to the blizzard of nature, but also to the blizzard under the iron wall.

The legions of the Northlands, which had been assembled since two hours earlier, were now almost ready for the eve of the attack.

For the first time, this large and terrifying army appeared so neatly and intact in front of the Iron Wall Pass.

It made those soldiers at the head of the city feel a heartfelt sense of oppression.

The pitch-black military array that almost filled the snow with black pressure, and the pitch-black ** power armament flying all over the sky.

and the young man in the dark shirt who stood at the front of the entire formation.

If it weren't for the existence of the ultimate defense system at the Iron Wall Pass, no one would have doubted that this terrifying army would crush the Iron Wall Pass like a blizzard and then sweep towards the vast central plain.

It's cold.

I don't know why, everyone, from the bottom of their hearts, came up with this idea.

Looking at this army that was as black as a demon god, their hearts felt very cold.

Some people even couldn't help but take a few breaths, wanting to warm their frozen hands, but in the end, no one did.

Because no one knows when the blizzard will actually come.

If you miss the time for a blizzard because of a mistake, then maybe, you don't even know how to die.

The standoff continues.

Su Junyan looked at the resolute-looking middle-aged man at the head of the city in front of the military formation.

The man was also watching him.

They are all waiting for an opportunity.

"Whew-" There was a soft sound.

Howard jerked his head up and looked into the distance.

The wind is coming.

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The wind is coming.

Mozaglo hurried through the wilderness.

He could feel the wind in the evening wilderness.

As one of the first members of the Mithril Warriors, he can be said to have experienced a hundred battles.

Originally, he stayed in the southeastern province to monitor Quint's movements, but three hours ago, he received news from the north that the demon army on the east coast had lost contact with the army in the north for three days.

Now, a great danger is approaching the East Coast Army, which has reached the city of Amst.

He must send this news to the East Coast army as soon as possible, otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable.

For this reason, he did not let the new Mithril Warrior, who had just come out on a mission, pass on this information, but went into battle himself, in order to ensure that nothing went wrong.

Absolutely, there must be no room for error.

Mozaglo carefully concealed his form while increasing his speed to the fastest speed he could.

It wasn't far from Amster, but he couldn't let his guard down in the slightest.

He knew very well that Mithril warriors like them were no longer a secret now.

The Central Empire, as a large empire that sits on the entire Central Continent, naturally has its means to learn information about various enemies.

In the beginning, the Mithril Warriors relied on the advantages of equipment and mature skills to be able to come and go in the territory of the Central Empire.

However, last month, after the first Mithril Warrior was caught because his whereabouts were exposed.

They are no longer safe.

It is rumored that the Central Empire assassins who hunted the Mithril Warriors were extremely powerful and extremely strange, even with the training of the Mithril Warriors, they were no match.

Although Mozzagro was not convinced, out of caution and because this time the matter was too important, he still kept 120,000 points of caution.

"Tear--" There was another soft sound of breaking wind, and Mozagro flashed forward with only a small insignificant sound in the air.

Only three seconds later, the wind sounded again, and Mozaggro flashed back again.

Not because of anything else, but because on the way he must go, there was a man standing silently covered in a black robe.

From the half-waning moon embroidered on the black-robed man's body, Mozaglo didn't have to guess at all, it was a member of the Dark Moon Chamber of Commerce.

He retreated because he felt a powerful aura from that person, and if he broke through, he would not be able to leave for a while, so he chose to retreat, and then bypassed him in other ways.

But soon, Mozaggro discovered that things were exactly what he had suspected.

Since there is a man waiting for him in front of him for a long time, it is inevitable that there will be no one ambushing him anywhere else.

Sure enough, at the moment when he stepped back, behind him, a person wearing a half-moon robe also walked out.

At the same time, there were two people on the left and right, slowly walking towards him.

Although the wilderness was enormous, he was well aware that he was already surrounded.

Mozaglo appeared out of the air without saying a word, the silver armor on his body emitted a dazzling light, and he had instantly entered the combat state.

Needless to say, this time, he could only desperately break through.

It's just that the only thing he doesn't understand is why, the person who made the move, it would be the Dark Moon Chamber of Commerce.

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It was already dark, and only a waning moon was left in the sky.

Under Amst.

The night was as bright as day.

The army of the Northland Demon Seed that landed on the east coast was fully armed at the moment, forming an attack formation, waiting for the horn of attack.

Although it is taboo to attack the city at night.

But for the generals of the Northlands, after too many victories, they have become numb, anyway, for humans, they have no fear at all, whether it is day or night.

All they wanted was to take Amster City as soon as possible, and then they could explain to Su Junyan.

The same thought was felt by every soldier in the army, their morale was high, waiting for the start of the big battle.

It's been almost a month since they left the Northlands, and it's finally time for a decent battle, and their blades are hungry and thirsty.

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The first update. (To be continued.) )