dder.He fell from the high wall, and it looked like he was dead.Though the allied army was in high spirits and their soldiers were fearless, continuing to scale the wall, those who climbed up afterwar...When I first encountered "Black Tide," it was spring.

That day and night, the bright mirror hung high.

The arrival of the "first wave" was unsummoned. They emerged from the mist and vanished back into it, as if nothing had happened at all.

Perhaps only my vanished subordinates know how the battle between mist and water unfolded.and seaAs for whether beating drums and gongs in the fairy's place would lead to death, Lu Cheng didn't even consider it.Only those who cannot find immortality will die.Picking up a sheet of material...