The teleportation halo that soared into the sky brought the masters of Florencie to Forgotten Valley, leaving both forces stunned.
"I've been waiting for you..." With tearful eyes, Saint Paul Pope Martino held Old Liu's hand tightly, looking as touchingly vivid as a wife reunited on a war-torn street with her long-lost, now gray-haired husband.
"What on earth have you all been doing?" Liu Zhenhan saw that neither side had released their domains yet and realized they were all holding back, waiting for reinforcements to force the opponent into collapse and to settle the battle with ease—once the domain power is released, magical power would be severely depleted, clearly leaving no chance for survival in a melee.
A couple, who appeared to be top brass, the Golden and Silver Kintamani Dragons, stood with a giant beast mask, towering in front of the agitated Sea Clan faction, scrutinizing the newly arrived Liu Zhenhan with a steady gaze.
