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Gilmore returned to the Fensville Dragon Sect.
On the square, thousands of Dragon Sect martialists were arrayed in formation.
They were all aware that demon cultivators were marching towards Fensville.
Spencer, Tillman, Victor and all the core martialists of the Dragon Sect were waiting there.
When Gilmore arrived, his gaze was resolute. He commanded. All martialists of the Dragon Sect, leave immediately and protect Fensville.”
Spencer. Tillman, and the other core martialists of the Dragon Sect responded in unison, “Yes, Mr. Reed.”
The thousands of Dragon Sect martialists on the square also answered in chorus, “Yes, Mr. Reed.”
Their voices together sounded like a thunderous wave reverberating through the heavens and earth. Gilmore pointed towards the skies above Fensville and ordered, Depart!”
At his command, Spencer, Tillman, and the rest, leading the thousands of Dragon Sect martialists, soared towards the skies above Fensville.
The vast number of martialists took flight from the square of the Dragon Sect, creating an awe– inspiring scene as blotted out the sun.
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Under the leadership of Spencer, Tillman, Victor and other core martialists, they split up and flew to various positions in the skies above Fensville, effectively creating a defensive fortress in the air.
Despite forming this aerial fortress, the thousands of Dragon Sect martialists still felt immense pressure facing the approaching demon cultivators, numbered in the hundreds of thousands.
Similarly, the citizens of Fensville, witnessing thousands of Dragon Sect martialists maneuvering in the sky and forming defensive formations, realized that something significant was about to happen.
They vividly remembered the recent attack on Fensville by the malevolent army and felt a shiver of fear.
They were uncertain if this massive mobilization of the Dragon Sect martialists signaled another impending attack by the malevolent army.
As the citizens of Fensville were engulfed in unease and speculation, about a hundred Dragon Sect martialists flew overhead.
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As they soared through the sky, they shouted down to the people below, “Attention, citizens of Fensville, hundreds of thousands of demon cultivators are about to attack Fensville.
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These hundred or so Dragon Sect martialists flew low over the city, continually alerting the citizens of Fensville.
Only then did the people understand why there were so many Dragon Sect martialists in the sky, demon cultivators were imminent, threatening their city.
Panic spread through Fensville as people scrambled to find safe places to hide.
In less than half an hour, the bustling streets, once filled with the hustle and bustle of life, turned eerily silent, resembling a ghost town without a soul in sight.
Everyone had sought refuge, hiding wherever they could.
The city fell into an unnerving stillness, as if it had become a deserted town.
Similarly, the sky above grew quiet.
The Dragon Sect martialists, having set up their defensive formation, were completely silent, not even a cough to be heard.
Every one of them was laser–focused, eyes fixed on the horizon, waiting for the arrival of the demon cultivators,
Time passed little by little
After an indeterminate period, suddenly, a thunderous, earth–shaking rumble rolled in from the distant sky.
Soon, all the Dragon Sect martialists saw a dark, oppressive mass on the horizon, shapes of people, birds, and beasts like a tidal wave, surging towards Fensville from above.
Even though this overwhelming demon cultivators were still sothe distance away, all the Dragon Sect martialists already felt the suffocating presence of the oncoming horde.
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