The system didn't get Ibro's meaning, but when Ibro turned around and left the battlefield, it was speechless. It didn't think Ibro would let such a meal go away.
The number of skeletons in this world had escalated to a terrifying figure, so this wave of demons posed no threat at all. But, Ibro's actions were strange for it.
Ibro moved away from the battlefield as he went straight forward to the nearest place where cultivators camped. The cultivators in this world weren't neglecting this war, as they camped around this endless field.
Once Ibro approached the camp, a group of high positioned cultivators emerged from the camp at once.
"Hello my king, what do you wish from us to do?"
The cultivator who talked first after greeting Ibro was a sword cultivator. Ibro smiled as he replied in anticipation:
"Can anyone of you contact Maya?"
"Yes, we all can via divine sense."
