Dole glanced over, sensing the fluctuations on the wings. His heart stirred. This was not an angel-level person, merely an item that possessed some power of protection and carried a portion of the power of laws.
He calmly looked at the middle-aged man opposite him and said slowly, "Since you know who I am and were able to stop me here, that proves you've got me dead to rights. I don't want things to turn out like this either. So what do you plan to do next?"
The middle-aged man's face was incomparably gloomy. Law level—he had miscalculated. The aura emanating from the other man now made him feel deeply afraid.
Before he could speak, a fourth aura suddenly appeared in the silent, deserted surroundings.
Dole abruptly turned his head. After just one glance, his expression changed drastically.
It was an unfamiliar law-level expert, dressed in the standard Wizard robes of Unwounded Province. The moment he saw Dole, he barked coldly, "Who are you, coming to my Unwounded City? And opposite you is—huh, royalty? Are they being coerced?"
That one sentence revealed countless doubts.
But the next moment, he sensed the opposing Wizard's aura turn unstable. His expression immediately changed, because that unknown law-level expert had directly erupted with power and flown toward the sky.
This was a void world, a two-dimensional world carved out through special means for separating battlefields. Generally speaking, it was either because one did not want the battle to spill into the outside world, or because one did not want the opponent to escape. Now that the other party was plainly trying to flee, he was naturally an enemy.
Official personnel like them had methods to freely enter and leave this void world, but the other party might not.
Yet law-level experts were extraordinarily powerful,