In the early morning of the next day, after a night's rest, the tired bodies of all races have recovered to a certain extent, including the orcs, who are known for their physical strength, are also exhausted after a long week of travel. Originally, the clans of the Elven Academy agreed to rest for three days when they arrived around the ancient battlefield, and were ready to replenish the daily needs of each clan before entering the ancient battlefield, but when the clans came to the ancient battlefield, the people of the mercenary union had already prepared everything, so when all the races woke up the next day, several leaders gathered together to discuss the next itinerary, and finally discussed another day to enter the ancient battlefield collectively! Therefore, today's time is arranged by each race, and the materials that some races need are still not guaranteed by humans, so on this day, the food and water of several races still have to rely on themselves to collect around.

Ita, Huo Fei and Yu walked to the edge of the ancient battlefield, looking at the dark gray area that exuded a gloomy and cold atmosphere, because there was a lot of fog in the early morning, so it was particularly desolate to see the ruins of the city under the shroud of mist. And there is a clear dividing line around this edge, and the dark gray and green are clearly the ruins of the city, the charred charcoal ash and the lush forest. The backs of the three elves, together with the surrounding greenery and the ruins of the battlefield in front of them, a picture of a new life after the baptism of war is introduced to the eyes of various races......

"Ita, why did I feel a little sad in my heart when I approached here, and a very familiar calling?!" said Hoffey softly.

"Well, Sister Fei'er is right, I feel this way too" Yuya, who hadn't spoken much along the way, said.

"Huh?!yy, y'all felt that way, I thought it was just me, how weird!" Ita replied thoughtfully......