Chapter 7693 - Tragic Attack

Outside the Forladtt Land—

Blood storms. Screams. Thick red mist. Agonized wailing.

Eight massive military formations—each made up of countless pagan soldiers—closed in from every direction like wolves herding panicked prey. They drove the last thirty percent of the myriad realms’ surviving creatures toward the Forladtt Land.

Anyone who resisted—or even ran too slowly—was slaughtered on the spot, body and soul wiped out.

Some of the creatures tried to form small resistance groups, but they were crushed instantly. Under the pagans’ ruthless slaughter, their efforts were no more effective than a mantis blocking a war chariot. Entire groups were butchered, and countless female souls were captured alive.

The sudden catastrophe devastated the remnants of the myriad realms. Terrified and helpless, waves of creatures fled in blind panic toward the Forladtt Land—their last hope for survival. The pagan army had overrun everything else.

High in the air above the Forladtt Land, Xezal held the Pagoda of Courage. She watched the endless mass of terrified beings slamming against the formation gates, screaming and begging for help.