The cold and silent long night quietly passed, the contentious world never paused for a moment. The great nobility's schemes thrived sordidly in the low and dirty logistical camps. The sole Divine King pitched his camp atop the hills, raising a ten-meter high royal banner. The feather-draped royal tent of the Divine King fluttered widely, directly facing the unyielding Cloud Mountain City. Beneath the royal banner and tent lay the siege army clustered like an anthill!
"The August rainy season is finally coming to an end! My loyal samurai should also start taking action!..."
Divine King Avit donned a cloak, wore a long crown with red feathers, like a two-meter tall divine. With his hands behind his back, he gazed at the sunrise in the East. The sunrise cast on his stern face, illuminating eyes hidden with flames, pulling a long shadow extending westward. And Chief Intelligence Officer Shadow Dagger crouched within his shadow, patiently waiting.
