A few more days passed in the blink of an eye.
On that same Floating Island, in the magnificent palace, the leaders of various races gathered once again.
Within the grand hall, light and shadow interchanged, yet the atmosphere was even heavier than the last meeting.
The assault by the wizard forces had become increasingly aggressive, and the war reports from the front lines piled up like mountains, each one shocking to the core.
"The Rune Fortress in the Northern Realm has already pushed to the 'Giant's Shoulder'! If things continue like this, the barrier leading to the Central Plains will be completely breached!" The Human King's voice carried a clear note of anxiety.
The Elf Queen also wore a worried expression: "The shadow creatures they summoned are corroding our Ancient Forest, and the Natural Energy has been severely polluted."
