The cold wind howled, and the sun that had just risen on the horizon seemed to be obscured by slowly moving dark clouds, gradually dimming. However, unlike silent and formless clouds, these clouds spreading across the sky were the boundless Low Tier Demon army.
The flapping of wings resounded chaotically within the dark clouds advancing across the sky, initially akin to the sound of bats flying inside a cave at night.
As the clouds approached, the momentum grew larger, resembling a chaotic tide rolling in from the lakes and seas, accumulating and cleansing power, gradually growing from small to large, rolling from the sky above.
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