Doomsday Summoning Frenzy

After watching Wei Tian and the one-eyed leave, Qin Tian felt a bit sad and anxious...

Although Qin Tian's friendship with Wen Yu wasn’t particularly deep, it was certainly stronger than with most people. Correspondingly, he had some feelings for the one-eyed as well. Looking at the one-eyed, who appeared to be on the brink of death, he couldn't help but think of his sister.

As the symbol of the war's beginning, Qin Shiyuan could be considered, in some ways, the first casualty of this conflict. Then there was Arthur; the death of his wife must have dealt the greatest blow to him.

Standing on the city wall at that moment, Qin Tian inexplicably radiated a sense of sensitivity akin to that of a young girl. Although he was watching the one-eyed grow more distant, his mind wandered to a myriad of chaotic thoughts.

It was not long before the sound of footsteps nearby interrupted Qin Tian's thoughts.

He turned to see Lin Que, clad in heavy armor, slowly appearing in his line of sight.

“Uncle Qin Tian, what are you thinking about?”

Lin Que greeted Qin Tian with a cheerful smile, but Qin Tian only responded with a smile and didn’t directly answer Lin Que's question until Lin Que stood beside him.

“The one-eyed has left, and next… sigh…”

A sigh seemed to reveal the difficulties faced by both Qin Tian and Lin Que.

In the ten days that the one-eyed had been on the main battlefield, the clone body had not appeared at all—after all, the main battlefield wasn’t too far from the portal. It wouldn’t take much time for the one-eyed to return to the forward base.

Considering the one-eyed's combat capabilities, the demonic clan had not launched an assault on the forward base during these ten days. However, it was clear that with the one-eyed's departure, the main battle zone of the Eighth District faced a significant lack of combat power, and an offensive by the demonic clan would surely commence quickly.

“They can still delay for a while; they don’t know the one-eyed has left.”

Qin Tian stated, yet his expression showed no hint of complacency.

Qin Tian and Lin Que were the only two assigned to defend this location. As the last stronghold in the Eighth District, this forward base naturally had to hold out as long as possible, but without the one-eyed, the task before them was indeed daunting.

“It’s best to be prepared at all times, and besides, I’m looking forward to it…”

Lin Que smiled as he patted his battle armor, the sound of his fist striking metal resonating.

As the dark army lord commanding a legion of ten thousand limit breakers, Lin Que exuded confidence at this moment.

However, having faced clone bodies directly, Qin Tian understood what level of enemies they would be dealing with.

He only smiled and didn’t dampen Lin Que’s fighting spirit.

...

Lin Que’s ‘anticipation’ soon turned into reality.

On the fifth day after the one-eyed’s departure, a clone body appeared directly in front of the Eighth District Forward Base.

It stood there, showing no intention of attacking—it was merely observing.

Both Qin Tian and Lin Que, situated on the city wall, understood that the clone body’s mission was just to observe. They watched the clone body without any intention of taking action themselves.

After a moment, the clone body turned gently and vanished into light, disappearing in the distance.

Only then did Qin Tian and Lin Que both breathe a sigh of relief. They exchanged wry smiles.

At that moment, the Eighth District Forward Base was left with only Qin Tian and Lin Que… along with the legion of Black Blade Knights. All other supplies, soldiers, and logistical personnel had completely withdrawn.

The final battle in the Eighth District was about to begin, and both sides were ready.

Three more days passed...

In the dead of night, an alarm suddenly rang out!

Qin Tian rolled out of bed, extending his Bone Sword as he rushed toward the door.

Outside, the ground began to shake and deform; the Black Tortoise War God had already prepared to activate. However, what met his eyes made Qin Tian gradually lower the attack he was about to unleash.