Cold winds howled.
With the new year fast approaching, the overseas Islands had also welcomed their first heavy snowstorm.
The earth-shattering battle that had erupted in the southern part of Port Nyanzaru Island did not spread to the harbor and the inner city. Therefore, although others had heard rumors of it, they could only learn from a few people just how brutal the battle had been.
Outside speculation regarding Port Nyanzaru only intensified. When they learned that the attacking demon Legion was led by Orcus, the churches of many deities were shocked, hastily sending this intelligence back. Port Nyanzaru's reaction time and hidden trump cards were simply too astonishing. Under a direct frontal assault by the Abyssal Legion, it had actually managed to keep the inner city from suffering the slightest loss, repelling the raid in a mere half a day. This was something no kingdom in the Material Plane could accomplish; even with deities taking action, it would have been difficult. Without a doubt, Port Nyanzaru still concealed many trump cards unknown to them.
Though everything ended quickly.
The pain it brought was nonetheless unavoidable. After clearing the battlefield, the High Priest sent men to organize a grand funeral.
Soren's church and worshippers suffered a severe blow. Over twenty thousand worshippers died in the Abyssal Legion's attack, and about twenty-odd clerics were killed by the lich and the undead. Although their souls could return to the God's Realm, they were dead nonetheless.
Three fully established towns were reduced to ruins.
In this battle, Port Nyanzaru's direct loss of gold dalers alone exceeded ten million, and the resources required for the subsequent reconstruction of the towns and relocation of the population would be even greater.
This was a blatant attack!
The objective was undoubtedly to cripple Soren's power. If Port