The flames were actually dozens of kilometers away, but Romier and Pratt knew that the outcome had been decided. This distance would take an army half a day, but it would only take a flash for powerful experts.

Romier hadn’t imagined that the central army would arrive so quickly. He couldn’t help but curse, “Doer, that useless idiot!”

Evernight had already shuffled their commander deployment in response to the Empire’s attack. The force intercepting the central route was the weakest, but that was because the attacking army would suffer the greatest pressure. It was akin to cutting a path right through the middle of the Evernight army, and they would encounter a three-prong retaliation if the eastern and western routes didn’t go well.

According to the current arrangements, the force sent to intercept Princess Haimi was the strongest, followed by the western route, and with the central route being the weakest. Almost all of the movable heavy cannons had been shipped to Whitetown in hopes of swiftly eliminating the blade that had stabbed into the heart of the Evernight territory.

Who would’ve thought that they would fail to take Whitetown after suffering such losses? Moreover, the central route had actually...