Champion City's walls had all collapsed. Like crossing the Great River, it symbolized a new life growing strong and flourishing.
The Idle Prince Army's generals had thought that crossing the Great River and toppling Champion City's walls was already the limit.
Early the next morning, a tremendous noise jolted awake the Human Race soldiers of New City on the Northern Bank.
They hurriedly rose, but everything around them seemed normal.
"Quick, look above Champion City."
Everyone turned to look.
Above Champion City, the scene of last night's night raid on Northern Pole Pass was playing out.
In the image, Northern Pole Pass burned fiercely as countless Demon Race members screamed and wailed.
Everyone stared blankly.
In the end, the Human Race charged into Northern Pole Pass and wiped out the remaining Demon Race.
The Idle Prince Army's great banner fluttered over Northern Pole Pass.
Northern Pole Pass had changed hands.
Not only were the Demon Race in Champion City dumbfounded, but even the Idle Prince Army in New City on the Northern Bank was bewildered.
By their calculations, the Idle Prince Army should not even have reached Northern Pole Pass today. How had they already succeeded?
What was with those birds? They could even crap out Explosive Talisman Vats?
Not only did the Demon Race refuse to believe it; even the Human Race themselves did not believe it.
After all, Northern Pole Pass was far easier to defend and harder to attack than Champion City.
Champion City was merely a city, while Northern Pole Pass was a natural fortress.
Yet it certainly looked real.
The officers and soldiers hurriedly washed up and dressed, then began asking their superiors.
Very soon, everyone received an answer.
The Puppet Cultivator army had coordinated with elite troops to launch a night raid on Northern