In the Grand Wedding Hall, the people saw the defensive formation activate and ended up becoming relieved. Their hearts almost leaped out of their throats when they felt the deadly undulations of twenty-one powerhouses suppress them to death. Now, they didn't feel breathless, much less suppressed.
Davis smiled as he hid the formation core back into his spatial ring.
Mival Silverwind appeared proud by his Alia's work before he looked at Davis.
"Jokes aside, you should leave with your people right now. No matter how many of them come, as long as we can hold them back while the defensive formations remain, we'll survive."
"You really think the barrier will hold?"
Davis raised his brows while Mival Silverwind couldn't help but chuckle.
