In five days.
Just one day remains before the War Festival of the Warrior Country begins.
Traditionally, each city would light fires in sequence to announce the arrival of the War Festival, with Black Stone City's turn being quite far back, scheduled to light their fire a day later.
However, today, Black Stone City broke tradition and lit the fla early.
Because another festival is destined to open today!
"Gedwin, what on earth have you done? Why has no one co to my Dungeon these two days!?"
Panson, the Dungeon Lord of Giant Stone Dungeon, exclaid in shock.
"Just started a festival."
Gong Qiying smiled and said to him, "To apologize, I may as well replenish your spiritual power from these two days."
"No, no, no, this isn't about spiritual power. I want to know what exactly you did. Stop being cryptic. Get out of Black Stone City, you enigmatic person!"
"I wish I could show you, but alas, you can't see it."
Gong Qiying's consciousness left the Dungeon and transferred to the outside world. His external body was casually sitting in a corner of Black Stone City, yet when he looked up at the sky.
A 'Projection Magic' enveloped the city, broad enough to cover the entire sky above Black Stone City, as if it were about to fall!
This screen was several tis larger than the previous Mad Fire live broadcast, visible even from the outskirts!
People from Black Stone City and nearby cities, having heard about it, gathered nearby, leaving behind their daily tasks and looked up at the sky, each with eyes shining with anticipation and excitent, so casting envious glances and lanting why they weren't part of it.
The streets and alleys had no vacancies, rooftops and outskirts were packed with people, even now Civil Engineering Magicians were urgently constructing viewing stands, potion shops briskly moved to sell ointnts for neck pain relief; Black Stone City had never hosted so many people simultaneously!
This is undeniably a scene ant for the War Festival in the Imperial Capital, why was it overshadowed here!
And it all stemd from one thing—
The Shattered Star General Latan's Battle Festival!
At this very mont, with widespread anticipation outside, inside Red Lion City, Uffie handed her Lion Badge to Jie Lian.
"The warriors you've requested have all been found; using the term 'thousands' might underestimate their numbers."
"Truly an astonishing achievent, you are indeed admirable." Jie Lian praised.
"No, it's the result of everyone's collective effort."
Uffie recalled, ever since the Battle Festival's announcent spread, those not recognized by her with the Lion Badge poured into Red Lion City, determined to earn the qualification to attend the festival, while those with the badge voluntarily sought others who were capable of joining; the speed at which the information spread was beyond imagination.
The number of participants also surpassed expectation.
Today, seeing the participation scale reaching an unimaginable level, under strong popular demand, the festival is set to open today!
"Well then, take a rest for a while, the stars are about to arrive, when you return, the festival will begin."
Jie Lian's tone no longer retained the composure of an elder, now filled with the excitent of a warrior.
Uffie nodded and turned to descend from the city wall, heading towards the blessing site.
However, before resting at the blessing site, she installed a live broadcast device, sponsored by the Skyrim Strategy Group, on the city wall and set the start ti.
"Coming up next is the truly thrilling mont."
Looking at the blessing before her, she exhaled deeply, her hands nearly sprouting shells due to anticipation as she reached to touch the golden light.
When Uffie stood up from the blessing, hearing a significantly different tune from outside the small room, she decisively snapped her fingers.
At this mont, the live broadcasting equipnt began its most worthwhile broadcast of its life!
The Projection Magic covering the entire sky of Black Stone City simultaneously lit up!
"The screen is bright, it's lit!"
"Quick, look, hey, why is the city so empty?"
"Seems there is a song, everyone quickly quiet down!"
When the sound emanated from the projection, it seed to carry a sort of magic power, calming the originally boisterous crowd.
As if infected by the atmosphere, everyone's heart forbids them to make noise.
Through the excessively large projection, the vividly realistic Red Lion City unfolded before everyone's eyes.
The city's murderous aura and desolation, scars from knives and swords on every brick, bloodstained banners, and weapons everywhere told the tale of war.
Low, resonant horn sounds ca from atop the city wall, brass vibrating, trailing notes extending like a beast's low roar, the song seamlessly rging with Red Lion City at this mont.
Those were the voices of countless Red Lion soldiers standing on the city wall, singing in unison.
There were no lyrics, just primitive, simple tones, intertwining deep throat sounds with high-pitched cries, like a warrior's shout and battle echoes, making one feel as if standing under the city walls, witnessing the gathering of a legendary army.
The voices were like an encouraging battle song and a lanting requiem simultaneously, embodying victory and sacrifice, advancing an irreversible fate through rhythm, as if once the war starts, it must move forward!
This is not a celebratory chapter but a murderous declaration—the Battle Festival is not entertainnt but a life-and-death struggle ceremony.
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