The three Grandmasters stood simultaneously. The pressure of their aura shook the very air, and in the blink of an eye, their figures vanished—disappearing faster than the eye could follow.
Only a handful of key figures remained in the room, all with eyes fixed on the war map, now almost entirely red—like blood soaking through the remnants of their broken strategy.
***
Maledictus Sect Fortress Headquarters.
Towering walls stretched hundreds of meters high, like a black shield separating the heavens from the earth. Beyond them, millions of robots and cultivators from the Invictus Sect launched an unrelenting assault. Each strike sent tremors through the fortress's defensive barrier, lighting it up with cracks that spread wider with every passing second.
Thousands of defense towers stood in a line along the wall, firing energy projectiles, fire arrows, and magical missiles that wiped out swaths of robots with each barrage.
BOOM!!
SSTTTT—!!
