Anger
The Glory Wizard Alliance had sent people to raid their enemy's nest—something Standa had never imagined, though it made sense when he thought about it. The Glory Wizard Alliance itself excelled at spatial abilities, especially Vasili, who had only just advanced. In terms of spatial mastery, he could be called the strongest on the West Ring Continent.
If it was him, Great Black Heaven was likely in for a terrible loss.
Sure enough, as they gave chase, they suddenly saw Great Black Heaven tumble out of a void passage ahead. The price of the failed teleportation was enormous; he had likely paid a massive cost just to mend his body.
Though they were dozens of kilometers apart, it was as clear as if he were right before their eyes.
Great Black Heaven paused only briefly before continuing onward. Standa and Qianyue exchanged a glance and pursued him closely.
Both were incredibly fast, transforming into streaks of light and vanishing into the heavens and earth in an instant.
Qianyue was no longer anxious at this point. Since Dole had dared to strike directly, he must have already devised a countermeasure. That fellow had mastered perhaps over a thousand kinds of rules. With merely a few hundred rules working together, even Qianyue himself would be no match for him—not to mention that Dole had long understood Great Black Heaven's true nature.
Still, he could not be too careless.
In the instant Great Black Heaven had been lured away, he had keenly sensed that something seemed wrong with the people from the Light Holy See. His heart grew heavy, and he sent warning messages to Komps and the others.
The Light Holy See was likely planning to move against them.
But the two sides had been enemies for a long time. How