A silver-white butterfly merely bowed slightly, gently pressing its antennae against the forehead of a swallowtail butterfly.
This battle was unlike any other.
According to the messages from the border city, this was a fight that surpassed the Crimson Queen's rules, and if they failed, what awaited them would most likely be death.
The cuckoo birds had already returned with news of other City Lords and their companions perishing in battle.
When she led the patrol guards to the Market District, the situation had completely descended into chaos. Countless Summoners had spontaneously formed combat squads, and their adversaries were clearly the "robots" mentioned by the whitehead. Most of their skin still retained human contour, but parts had undergone "mutation."
The swallowtail butterfly had never seen such a sight before.
