“Sir... we... now... Should we send people in to rescue?”
Outside the New Territories, after confirming that Bolton’s deity contract had disappeared, Bolton’s forces immediately fell into a state of panic. Many high-ranking military officers had spent a lot of effort to barely stabilize the situation. At this moment, a group of high-ranking military officers were gathered together, they were discussing the follow-up actions.
The few commanders were all brought into the barrier. The only Legion that remained in the Bolton faction was the commander of the Ninth Legion, Dylan Demon: Gary Vickers!
“Rescue?”At the head of the conference table, an extremely hideous-looking demon sat there, a face that looked like the genitalia of the abyssal bone-eroding worm stared at the many demons with a cold smile. “Rescue with what? Those who followed Bolton are the strongest experts in the faction. With just you guys, who can you rescue?”
The one who spoke was Vickers...
