"Run, run as far as you can. The civilization war has erupted. Even Ancestor-level Rock Creatures are in danger."
Blackroth had narrowly escaped death under the Blackfire Lord's hands. Seeing how the civilization war had started, how would he dare to remain so close to the Spell Caster civilization?
However, his speed was not as fast as Niske, who was a being comparable to an Honored Legend. He simply used some power aftershocks to quickly return to the Rock Tribe camp. Although the civilization war was cruel, existences comparable to Honored Legends would not die that easily.
Blackroth quickly headed back to the Rock Tribe camp. As the Seely Dimension crumbled, and he was hindered by Progenitor Hanra, the Blackfire Lord was a little slow, and was still some distance away from Blackroth.
"Phew…"
