"Hmm?"
Duanmu Huai opened his eyes, a puzzled look appearing on his face.
Just now, he had sensed that his shadows had been destroyed.
The destroyed shadows should have been the King, the Princess, and the guards. From a certain perspective, this was actually a good thing.
After all, this meant the accounts could be settled, and having the Hero take the blame was not a bad choice either.
Still... he had not expected that Hero to be able to destroy shadows.
This surprised Duanmu Huai somewhat.
The shadows' combat ability was not particularly impressive in a fantasy world. The problem lay in their deceptive nature.
The shadows on the ground were their true bodies, while the people everyone saw were merely projections of the shadows. No matter how one swung a sword at the target, it was impossible to kill them.
And yet this Hero had actually been able to destroy those shadows? Hmm... that was somewhat unexpected.
But now was not the time to dwell on that.
Duanmu Huai turned his head toward the window. It was already deep into the night, and the God Machine was advancing at full speed.
Although its footsteps looked slow, it still moved far faster than a human on horseback. At this speed, it would take at most two days to reach the Country of Protection.
Meanwhile, the Three Kingdoms behind them had already descended into complete chaos.
The kings of the Country of Magical Tools and the Country of Summoning had been killed, and their Royal Palaces had been conquered. This threw both countries into turmoil.
When the Hero of the Country of Protection brought soldiers and declared that he would take over the two countries, the people became even more furious. However, their resistance was utterly useless before the Hero's