Crown of Dunes Chapter 432

Waiting for the final battle.

Even now, the fighting on the battlefield is extremely fierce. The flowers of the withered creatures are everywhere. The blood stains the earth, and the rich smell of blood makes this place a slaughterhouse.

But in fact the real climax of the battle has not yet arrived, and both sides are waiting.

Gibran watched coldly.

Watching the semi-devilized believer forces he cultivated with his hard work was slowly wiped out.