When Brando saw the monster, his brows creased slightly—it was none other than Garm's Offspring. It seemed he already understood who would be the final victor of this brutal war. After the Bronze Clan fought a great battle against Twilight and the undead here, they had apparently gone into hiding in the Haim Underworld for thousands of years.
They really had not perished. What Brando wondered was whether they had come here before Krais left her Divine Kingdom, or afterward.
But there was something else Brando could not help complaining about inwardly: just how much of the information the Buga people had given him was reliable? What kind of ridiculous "guardian of knowledge" was this? He was beginning to suspect that the reason the ancestors of the Sasar people had wandered from Babel Fortress into the mortal world was that the divine people had banished them from the Silver Grand Library. After all, Babel Fortress had continued to exist for quite some time after the Azure War before finally reaching its end.
With that kind of work ethic, it was entirely possible.
Brando and the others turned around. Pair after pair of green eyes appeared in the darkness. There were thousands upon thousands of them as far as they could see. Anyone would have felt their skin crawl under the gaze of so many glowing eyes, let alone in such a strange environment. Medisa, Elin, Qian, and Andriga instinctively moved closer together.
The Little Female Dragon and Floro also spread their dragon wings, shielding several spellcasters within the circle. It was the most direct warning posture a dragon could display in human form. Still, the two pairs of golden and silver scaled wings looked rather beautiful beneath the faint light.
"What do we do?" Charles asked quietly.
"What else can