The remaining hundreds of thousands of people in Dumb City all looked up, gazing at the flickering glow in the sky.
This scene, more dreamlike than the aurora, was their greatest nightmare, a true devil that could take all their lives.
"The city... can't be defended anymore." The Dumb City Lord, Chris Suo, had flames of hatred burning in his eyes.
The Demon army just surrounded without attacking, bombarding without advancing, tightly besieging Dumb City.
They clearly had ten thousand chances to capture Dumb City, yet they did not.
The Demon's intentions were quite clear: they wanted to exterminate Dumb City, leaving no survivors, not even a blade of grass.
Among the ruins, the tired and hungry soldiers looked numbly at Chris Suo.
"They want to eradicate us, so let's show them, Dumb City folks may fall, but not one will be a coward; even in death, we'll drag them to hell with us." Chris Suo's words sparked hatred in the eyes of those soldiers' numb faces.
