Deep within the Sun Step Mountain Range, a battlefield in disarray was no longer visible, and the thick smoke stirred by the artillery fire was concealed by the dense foliage.
Seeing that he was far enough from the battlefield, Thanos finally stopped, placing Egger he had been carrying on his shoulder gently onto the grass beside him, laying out a defense technique within his shadow, and putting a map next to him.
That should do it.
He clapped his hands, stood up from the ground, and it was at this moment, the rustle of a snake slithering came from the grass, and soon a few green vines coiled upwards, transforming into a noblewoman dressed in a black long dress.
She was Bransia, the City Lord of Desperate City, the Thorny Demon General under the Demon King.
"Have you seen His Majesty, the Demon King?"
"I have." Upon hearing the condescending tone, Thanos responded coolly.
Bransia looked at her nails, continuing her questions nonchalantly.
"Did he give us a new mission?"
