The night sky remained dark.
The thick, oppressive clouds still shrouded the sky, preventing the people on the ground from seeing the stars or the full moon.
In such circumstances, the atmosphere in the Royal Capital grew increasingly heavy.
Everyone had already received the command from above.
"At dawn tomorrow, save for a small guard force, the elite of the Three Great Races will all set out to engage in the final battle with the newly resurrected [Primordial Demon]."
This was the last night before the final battle.
This was the final stretch of time during which everyone could pass in peace.
At dawn tomorrow, in the Royal Capital, except for ordinary citizens, logistical personnel, and part of the guard force, everyone else would head to the battlefield.
Regardless of whether they were Human Race, Demon Clan, or Divine Race, they would all, just like in the final battle a thousand years ago, engage in a decisive battle with the Demon King.
