The sunset slowly sank, with orange-red light shining through the thin clouds, casting over this barren and corrupted land. The earth stretched out before Andresha Wendell's gaze, and the black "ground" surged like the tide. Filthy giant waves roared in, accompanied by madness and malice that seemed to want to devour any living thing, causing the entire ground to tremble violently.
A dark red signal flare rose into the sky and exploded into a light group more splendid than the sunset at the cloud layer. Under the illumination of the flare, the defense line built by the Winterwolf Knights seemed to be instantly coated with a layer of fiery brilliance— the next second, a howling sound like the forming of a hurricane rose from the rear of the position, climbing from low to high, gradually becoming a rumble of thunder.
