The battle in the canyon had filled the air with dust. Even now, the ratfolk spectators were still screaming in excitement.
But for the Lize Civilization hiding within the Safe Zone, it was a very different feeling...
The battle between the two sides was not far from the Safe Zone, perhaps only a few dozen kilometers away.
The Seventh Branch of the Lize Civilization urgently launched a hot-air balloon, sending a scout with Eagle Eye high into the sky to observe. They even hurriedly carried a communicator up there to share intelligence with the other cities.
"They... they're fighting!" the Lizardman standing several thousand meters in the air shouted through his telescope.
"One side is a humanoid creature, and the other is ratfolk."
"Time outside is passing too quickly. I really can't see clearly..."
"The battle is over. It seems like only a few seconds passed. I can't tell who won."
What was going on? What kind of unspoken rule was this?
Starting a fight the moment they met was hardly a good thing.
"Wait... is that... the Undying Giant Turtle? That looks like the Undying Giant Turtle!"
At the mention of that name, the Lize people almost simultaneously held their breath, their eyes widening.
Of course they knew the Undying Giant Turtle—it belonged to Lu Yuan's group.
The distance was simply too great, and the hazy yellow sand made visibility poor. They could only see a creature that appeared to be a turtle fighting the ratfolk.
"Are you sure?" one leader on the screen asked.
"Governor, I'm not sure. We only saw a large turtle! But many civilizations have turtles. Even the ratfolk have turtles!"
Lyon became even more anxious, his voice low and stern. "Look carefully. This concerns our fate!"
If it really was the Undying Giant Turtle,