Time slowly passed into the afternoon.
In Dragon City, the Human Race's battle had become nearly hopeless.
They could only retreat to the southern district. The eastern, western, and northern districts had all fallen.
Countless humans had died, and hundreds of thousands of powerful fighters had perished.
Luo Kewang stood with the Luo Family, watching the distant fighting with worry on his face.
The battle was far more brutal than he had imagined.
He had thought that with Dragon City's tens of millions of residents and hundreds of thousands of powerful fighters, they might not wipe out the Demon Beasts, but holding the city should be no problem.
Instead, Dragon City's support arrays had failed one after another for no apparent reason. The defenders could no longer sustain the fight, and vast stretches of the city had fallen.
"How did those Demon Beasts know where the arrays were and how to destroy them?"
Just then, Lu Weina approached Luo Kewang with dozens of students from Holy Heaven Academy.
"Brother Luo, all the wounded have been evacuated."
With the Heavenly Dao no longer influencing her—let alone bolstering that influence—Lu Weina no longer disliked Luo Kewang.
If anything, she now felt that Luo Kewang was a real man, someone willing to shoulder responsibility.
She even began to wonder how she had been so blind before, falling for Lin Aotian of all people.
Luo Kewang glanced at Lu Weina and merely nodded.
He had accepted her help because he needed more hands, but that did not mean the grievances between them had vanished.
He remembered all too clearly how, in the future, she had plotted step by step to bring about the deaths of his family and loved ones.
Lu Weina sensed his coldness and promptly left with her people.
She still had