The Sacred White Kingdom's capital was not in disarray. The war had not yet spread here, but people on the roads were already hurrying about, and a tense, bleak atmosphere hung in the air.
It was said that the entire Sacred White Kingdom had now been sealed off, cut off from the outside world.
Meanwhile, the filthy tide continued to spread, drawing closer to the capital of the Sacred White Kingdom step by step.
General Duo Lai glanced left and right. Most of the shops along the streets were closed, and there was nowhere in sight to sample the local delicacies.
It was somewhat disappointed.
But then it thought about it. It would soon be able to taste the monsters of the Old Era, so there was no need to be too disappointed.
Mu Yuan observed his surroundings and began to think:
"Judging from the situation in the capital, although things are quite critical, they're still nowhere near the brink of national destruction and annihilation. But if I reason backward from the historical outcome... No, I don't need to look at history. I can deduce it from the mission objective alone. The Sacred White Kingdom won't last ten days."
"Assist the Sacred White Kingdom in resisting the Red Moon Calamity. Duration: ten days."
If the Sacred White Kingdom could last ten days, there would be no need for the Trial Lords to do anything.
"Under a normal strategy, we'd indeed find a way to weaken the enemy, or search for any weaknesses they might have and exploit them to delay their advance."
"And under the normal strategy, we'd probably need to unite all the Trial Lords for a chance at a perfect clear."
There were two reasons for his guess.
The mission objective leaned toward cooperation, with the lords sharing