With the addition of high god power.
Even though everyone in the Imperial Sequence had regained the use of their card sequences.
The situation on the battlefield remained utterly dire.
The vampires were one part of it.
More importantly, there were the fierce winds blowing in from the Wasteland.
These winds came from every direction, without any pattern or bearing.
They kept sweeping through everything around them.
Corpses, buildings-they could even interfere with the attacks of those fighting.
The high-level Train Conductors fared better. Each had their own defensive measures, and by relying on the buildings, they could just barely keep fighting.
But for ordinary people, these winds were like razor-sharp steel blades.
Wherever they passed, even the slightest exposure would leave cuts on people's bodies.
Not to mention the dust, building fragments, and... severed limbs swept up by the wind.
The wind was destroying Solo City.
This was calamity. This was the end.
Within the Void.
Zhuxing Tu still stood there.
A wisp of that high false god's consciousness remained there, confronting her.
What should I do next?
Zhuxing Tu murmured to herself inwardly.
She still could not see anything. Everything before her was dark, just like Solo City's future in Fate's Whisper.
Dong-
Dong-
Dong-
Three tolls of a bell.
The sound welled up within people's hearts.
Shaya stood up high, silently watching a figure within the enormous gale.
"So, you've come."
The figure looked extremely similar to a human.
The difference lay in its pointed ears, like a forest fairy from a fairy tale.
Its eyes had no pupils, only pure grayish white.
Absolute indifference lay within those grayish-white eyes.
It gazed at Solo City, finally settling its icy gaze on Zhao Xi, who was fighting the Blood God.
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Words humans could not comprehend emerged from