The moment the object flew out, it radiated a powerful aura of light and suddenly crashed into a certain point in space.
The light vanished, and a crack seemed to have appeared in the air.
The crack slowly opened, and an even brighter, purer, more sacred aura leaked out from within.
This crack was, astonishingly, connected to the Light Divine Kingdom.
Dole raised his head and looked at the sky with an amused expression. In the distance, Komps and Stanley, who were facing off against the other side's ninth-level experts, were startled. They had only just begun fighting, and they had already summoned a Divine Envoy—what were they supposed to do now?
It had originally been three against four. Now it was three against five.
Shock, bewilderment, caution—every sort of expression appeared on their faces. The two looked at each other, then swiftly retreated.
As they withdrew, they kept looking up at Dole above them. He stood completely still, without even the slightest sign of making a move. He merely stared at the sky, his expression filled with anticipation.
Was he waiting for them to summon a Divine Envoy?
Seeing Dole's expression, Standa in the distance was also taken aback. Shouldn't the other side have been afraid? With two ultimate ninth-level experts against him alone, he should at least have backed down. Why was he making that expression instead?
Dole was naturally waiting. He had already prepared his killing move and was simply waiting for the other side to act. Originally, it might have taken them most of the day to summon a Divine Envoy, but he had not expected them to summon one the instant they made a move. It caught him somewhat off guard.
But this was good too. He could entangle them for a while, make them