Boom!
The ten Sage Lords launched a full-scale attack, and in the blink of an eye, the Godslayer Clan's allied forces were completely defeated.
Miles, fallen!
The leader of the Wayshift Clan, fallen!
The lord of Starfall Wardenhold, fallen!
The Ancient Starwatchers, fallen!
Godslayer Clan's quasi-Sage Lord, fallen!
"Bastards!"
Shadow Blade didn't know whether he was cursing the Crossbridge Empire or venting his anger at Miles and the Ancient Starwatchers, his soul trembling in rage.
He urged the Godslayer Blade to forcefully break through the imprisoning domain, turning into a streak of light as he charged toward the small Wayshift Realm, desperately fleeing toward the Star-realm gate.
He glanced back at the battlefield, his lips trembling slightly.
The Godslayer Clan had fallen into a deadly trap, a place where entry was allowed, but no one could leave— a perilous forbidden zone where once you stepped in, death was certain.
Tens of millions of Sage King rank legions!
