Chapter 175
One night, a sudden purple sun appeared in the sky.
It obliterated half of the resistance’s base hidden in a valley deep within the Verbeia mountain range. The fact that the princes survived this initial devastating attack could be seen as a small mercy amidst tragedy. But was it truly fortunate?
“Ugh.”
Bern was swept along the ground by the sudden explosion and the impact that followed.
When he finally regained his senses, the scene at the resistance’s headquarters was a nightmare.
“This... this is...!”
A massive crater.
It gaped open at the center of the resistance base.
This was no volcano, yet a crater had formed. Torn bodies of fellow soldiers, ravaged by the powerful blast, lay scattered around Bern.
He thought he had grown stronger, capable of enduring the deaths of comrades and rising as a resolute leader. But seeing the bodies of his fallen allies so close left his mind blank.
Gritting his teeth, Bern looked up at the sky.
His eyes locked on the source of the purple sun that had appeared in the night sky.