In the night.
At the edge of the battlefield, Tu Ke, towering over two meters tall with his arms folded across his chest, stood like a Black Iron tower on top of a Stone Building in Deep Blue Castle. He looked down upon the entire battlefield, capturing all the details in his gaze.
After observing for a while, a slight look of satisfaction appeared on Tu Ke's face.
Although the battlefield still looked chaotic, even more so than before, because of the desperate resistance of many wizards, Black Robed Men and wizards were mixed fighting in every corner, like a pot of boiling porridge. However, in Tu Ke's eyes, everything was clear. Numerous Black Robed Men were continuously surrounding and snuffing out the resisting wizards, putting out the sparks of resistance, and the situation was progressing as planned, everything under control.
He slightly lifted his head and glanced at the sky, where a large star slowly rose in the eastern night, signaling that dawn was not far off.
