C685 Magicite Turret

The afterglow of the setting sun cast a long shadow over the walls of Dawn City. The fresh blood below the city had already been washed clean by the flood, and the only thing that couldn't be washed away was the biting cold murderous intent that filled the air.

"archer is on alert, prepare to face the siege!"

On top of the city walls, one of the generals held a long sword