"Boom!"
The bomber tore through the air, leaving a distinct vortex channel in its wake, as if drawing a white line across the blue sky, roaring from the distant horizon.
Because of the Demon Envoy invasion, all the continent's elite warriors had almost gathered in the capital of the Delos Empire, Vitaren.
Under the leadership of the Delos Empire and the strongest Sword Saint, Sodros, they were at the ready, preparing to respond to any changes.
Suddenly, Sodros lifted his head sharply, his gaze seemingly piercing through the roof of the imperial palace, staring into the distance.
"There's a situation!"
He gave a low shout, quickly getting up and rushing outside the imperial palace.
The others, seeing Sodros's reaction, were startled, thinking another Envoy might be attacking, and hurriedly followed him out.
Only Celia's eyes were bright, with a hint of puzzlement flashing through them.
"Strange, why do I feel as if someone very familiar is approaching me?"
