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... nd Purple Mist appeared at Hydrurond's Northern Defense Front, everything wasn't as they expected. Many parts of the wall had been destroyed. In many areas, the defenders were fighting demons and demonic bugs behind the defensive walls. Only a few of the siege weapons were still working.

"What the hell…? The situation wasn't as bad as this when we watched using Chris' spying tool," Giant Steve said.

"It has been many hours since then. We took quite a while preparing," Purple Mist ...

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