Chapter 450: The Assault

The moonlight flowed like water, draping the earth. Tonight seemed destined to be an extraordinary night, colder than the previous days. The abyss was unfathomably deep, with the wind howling, yet unable to disperse the heavy fog swirling above it. Thick iron chains, as wide as an adult's thigh, swayed uncertainly in the cold wind, creaking with a "creak, creak, creak" sound. Shadows loomed at the edge of the abyss. A burly man with a full beard stood there, wielding two axes, his eyes wide as copper...