Outside Saffron City, the black pressurized army was like a ferocious beast that chose to devour people, gradually revealing its sharp fangs as the countdown dwindled, seemingly ready to devour the small city in front of them at any time.

The smile on the face of the leading Daemon Lord was becoming more and more cruel, at this moment, there were less than the last 3 minutes before the siege began, and he could no longer help but lick his lips.

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