C690 A Demand for Food Is Not Afraid of Disgrace

The sun rose and set. The bonfire was extinguished.

In the blink of an eye, a month had passed on the Spiritual Grief Continent, but the battle under the Dawn City continued.

On the north side of the city, blood dyed the ground red. The flags were spread out, and the Silver Knight s carried long sword s, their bodies covered in blood as they fought, fell into a pool of blood