Over the night sky, the full moon hangs high.

Moonlight through the heavy cloudy atmosphere, covering the whole soul city, let the gloomy soul city, have a trace of inspiration.

In a courtyard of Wansoul City, Ye Dun and others are all in the bright moonlight.

"Tomorrow, the sacrifice of the Dark Protoss will begin. Before that, I wish you all a smooth and fruitful journey. It's better to take it up to one or two levels."

Wu Zichuan's voice sounded in the courtyard.

At this moment, his voice also has a sense of flavor.

There is only one night left from the beginning of the Dark Protoss sacrifice. As...