Bab 3850: Tenth Clone

"Retreat,"

The word rang out through the voice of the two Primes and Grimm together.

Immediately, the battles below stopped one after another, before the natives and Grimms separated. Soon, both armies were completely separated and now looking at each other.

"You are lucky this time; next time you won't be," said Grimm to the two Primes. "If you dare to come next time, even your body won't leave," replied the Prime.

The Grimm didn't say anything to that. It simply grinned and looked down, making the grin on its face become bigger before it waved its hand.

A colossal gate appeared, and I felt it connecting itself to the space of the ruin. It had already drilled a hole and an only a few seconds for the connections to stabilize.

"Enter!" it commanded.