The wind howling atop the city wall carried the foul, bloody stench of the roaring demon beasts. Everyone stared at the Heavenly Fate Rank and Black Gold Rank demon beasts that suddenly emerged behind the frontlines, their pupils constricting sharply as despair washed over their hearts like a tidal wave. With the city's strongest combatant currently in seclusion to recuperate, relying solely on the remaining forces to resist was no different than striking a stone with an egg-purely a futile march to certain death.
Right at this moment of trembling panic, Ye Zong suddenly swept his arm outward and shouted, "All soldiers! Today, we live and die with Glory City!"
"Live and die with Glory City!" A thunderous response shook the ramparts. The soldiers gripped their weapons tight, igniting flames of unyielding resolve in their eyes.
Immediately following, the patriarch of the Huyan Family stepped forward, his voice booming like a great bell, "And us! The Huyan Family lives and dies with Glory City!"
"The Winged Dragon Family lives and dies with Glory City!"
"The Red Moon Family lives and dies with Glory City!"
"The Holy Nether Family lives and dies with Glory City!"
Oath after oath came one after another, echoing across the heavens and earth. Ye Zong gazed at the clansmen of the various families beside him, his heart a tumult of conflicting emotions-this was the very bone and blood of Glory City! Not a single person retreated even when trapped in a desperate situation; this united backbone of one heart and mind was precisely the foundation upon which the city stood unshaken. Yet, as his gaze swept over the members of the Divine Family, a trace of wariness flashed deep in his eyes: these fellows had always been opportunists, and he had to guard against them striking