"If Mao Yao City can survive, I hope everyone can restore its glory again.
"And as the City Lord, I have no right to live alone.
"I, Hei Qi, have never been greedy for life nor feared death.
"Who among the Ninth Grade wants to die with me, step forward... and face death!"
Hei Qi gazed evenly at Bai Hui Sect and them.
In the streets of Mao Yao City, all lower-grade Martial Artists are panicking.
Actually, not long ago, the news that the Human Race was going to attack Mao Yao City had already traveled back, but at that time, not a single Martial Artist really believed it.
What a joke.
Elder Mo Kai commanded the army, along with the other four races, a total of five Ninth Grades oppressing Jiangyuan Country, how could they possibly counterattack?
Not many believed.
Plus time was tight, some Martial Artists, even if they believed, had to gather their belongings.
Thus, four-fifths of the lower-grade Martial Artists were left in Mao Yao City.
