"The Savior?"
Aster Grant's mind was firmly gripped by these three words, his gaze locked tightly onto the light screen.
In the once desperate scene, a dazzling golden figure...
like a light tearing through the darkness, suddenly descended!
The figure's specific features were unclear, even its gender and race could not be distinguished.
Only a supreme aura, beyond comprehension and above all things, could be felt.
After his appearance, the raging Demonic Qi melted away like snow, and the collapsing defense line instantly stabilized.
The voice of the Dragon Emperor, carrying a hint of reverence, slowly arose:
"Yes, a true Savior."
"His arrival reversed the defeat, bringing a brief respite to this land."
The scene shifted, and the war entered a stalemate.
However, time remained the greatest enemy of the Pseudo-Gods.
The Elf Queen, who stood by the Dragon Emperor's side till the end...
