"Something's coming."
Su Li's expression shifted slightly.
"A lot of them."
Jiang Qingyue closed her eyes and sensed her surroundings for a moment.
The next second, her eyes snapped open.
"At least a thousand people!"
"What?!"
Xiao Tiance instantly bristled.
"Reinforcements from the Mandala Society?"
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Sonic booms kept rumbling from the distant horizon.
Countless figures were flying toward them through the sky.
A dense, dark mass.
They blanketed the night sky like storm clouds.
The refugees immediately stirred in alarm.
Everyone who had just relaxed tensed up again.
Many Psychics had already gripped their weapons.
They readied themselves for battle.
However.
Just as everyone braced for an attack.
Qi Wu suddenly waved a hand.
"Relax."
Everyone froze.
"Huh?"
Xiao Tiance was baffled.
"How can we relax?"
"They're practically blotting out the sky!"
The corners of Qi Wu's mouth lifted.
"They're allies."
Silence fell for a second.
"Allies?"
Su Li frowned.
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
Qi Wu nodded.
The Six Eyes of God had already identified the arrivals.
He could even make out every expression on their faces.
"And they're old acquaintances."
A moment later.
High in the sky.
The figure in the lead was the first to burst through the clouds.
He was a burly man nearly two meters tall.
He wore a pitch-black cloak.
His face was stern.
The Northern Plains Alliance's wolf-head battle flag fluttered behind him.
Simply standing there.
He seemed like a towering mountain forged from ice and snow.
Impossible to ignore.
The Tyrant.
Svarog.
Supreme Commander of the Northern Plains Alliance.
One of humanity's strongest Awakeners.
On the other side.
There was a blonde girl.
Her white sacred robes fluttered in the wind.
Her long golden hair resembled flowing sunlight.
Behind her.
Countless Holy Light Knights stood suspended in the air.
Holy