This thought was extreme, but Yi Lin felt that if he truly made this kind of wish to the Holy Grail, it might indeed trigger a disaster.
Yi Lin had never believed that the so-called omnipotent wishing machine was truly such a convenient and useful object.
While Yi Lin hesitated, staring blankly at Milien.
Inside and outside the city, a commotion arose.
Yi Lin's gaze sharpened as he ascended straight into the air, standing aloft in the sky.
Seconds later.
Yi Lin's expression changed.
Four rifts appeared in the sky.
In each rift, mutant beings were peering through.
Within Uruk City, the sound of horns blared loudly, signaling the imminent attack of the enemy.
Across all of Uruk City, only six hundred twenty-three people remained who had the ability to keep fighting.
Six hundred twenty-three people!
Apart from these six hundred twenty-three individuals, the rest were merely elderly, children, and women.
