Chapter 647

Late at night, in the capital of the northern alien race, in the fortress city, blazing flames shot up into the sky.

Countless bodies of alien soldiers, some incomplete and some charred, piled up like a mountain, and the dried blood stains dyed the entire fortress city black and red.

A pure white king wearing a complicated golden cloak and golden ornaments with hideous totems stood on the top of the countless corpses.

Looking down from above, he saw countless alien soldiers with trembling bodies and weapons in their hands.

The blazing fire was reflected in his black compound eyes, but it made people feel that the fire was burning from the bottom of his heart.

Countless alien soldiers holding weapons