Throughout the entire battle, Dark Flame and its forty thousand mercenaries, as well as the thousand-some soldiers from the Zhao clan’s private army, had almost been wiped out entirely. Only a couple hundred of them remained alive.

Evernight left a hundred thousand corpses in this small piece of land, over half of them elites. Countless high-ranking officers and titled experts perished in battle. The number of marquises alone was in the two digits. The Evernight Council’s cream-of-the-crop, Black Sun, also saw all of its high-ranking sword-bearers wiped out in Whitetown.

This little stone city was a meat-grinder through and through.

The war on the void continent was like a storm, and the eye of this tempest was Whitetown.

The eye of the storm had calmed down at this point, but the maelstrom around it was still raging on. It was like a roaring ancient beast, seeking to tear everything up in its wake.

On the edge of the void continent closest to the Qin Empire, there was a supply base. The structure could barely be considered a fortress as it was normally used as a transit and distribution center for logistics.

The place had become more or less idle after the war began since most of the resources had been shipped to the various fortresses. Only...