"twenty seconds! it will take at least 20 seconds!"
the faceless rat king, who was being held back by the ghostfox king in a desperate manner, secretly cursed itself.
he was careless. he was still too careless.
because they coveted the treasure, they dragged their heavily injured bodies around.
he had seen the descent of the remnant will of the ancient orc god, and the incarnation of the fallen god.
in that split second, they didn't have much time to hesitate. they could only run as far away as possible.
little did he know that the further chaos on the field had given the emperor of the orcs an opportunity.
the fastest or the most treacherous ones successfully escaped the sight of the saint dragons and saint beasts, escaping into the beast tide.
as for the ghostfox emperor and the space-splitting serpent-man, they did not run away immediately after doing this.