Carrying Hope!

Beyond the towering walls steeped in Human Race history, under the Candlelit Long Night.

A total of 986 people, including Yimo, had been divided into 36 squads and were standing in a triangular formation inside the Human Emperor Magic Array.

Night winds swept across the land beyond that layer of milky-white, transparent energy.

There, the Undead Race and Demon Race crowded together in dense masses.

Their appearances were bizarre, their bodies enormous.

Pale bones, ghostly blue flames.

Frightening fangs, massive horns.

Perhaps those who had never seen the Demon Race and Undead Race couldn't quite grasp what they were like.

To understand, you could imagine the animal or insect you hated most, the most disgusting and hideous creature you could think of.

Then, enlarge it without limit!

Among them were members of the Undead Race and Demon Race as tall as excavators or two-story buildings!

Just watching them from afar was enough to fill anyone with a sense of helplessness from the depths of their heart.

What kind of species could shake beings like these?

The Demon Race and Undead Race.

They crowded together in the darkness, stretching so far that their numbers had no end in sight!

They pressed against one another, baring their fangs and reaching out their arms, repeatedly slamming into the protective barrier of the Human Emperor Magic Array!

One after another, without end!

Yimo's "The Dead" squad had 986 people.

Among them were giant mounts such as Earth Dragons and Griffins.

Yet before the Undead Race and Demon Race, they were as insignificant as a drop in the ocean.

Even if they plunged into the mass, they wouldn't stir a ripple!

Yimo was positioned at the very center of the triangular formation, riding a sturdy adult Earth Dragon. Ning Yuyu was in his arms, and