Now, although the war had already begun, it was only the beginning. It could be considered a small-scale war to test the waters. It had not truly erupted yet, so he could be considered to be at ease.
After all, to the weak like them, the war itself was not important. They were responsible for logistics, maintenance, and even rescue ... However, they were the most dangerous group of existences.
After tidying themselves up, they began to enter the game. Apart from naissera, the others did not think much of it.
Even Medusa was the same. She did not have any ability to predict the future, so she naturally did not know what was waiting for her.
Hualala.
It was pitch-black, and he was bathed in a sea of darkness. His surroundings were sticky, and he could not see anything.
Medusa tried to open her eyes, only to find that she did not even have eyeballs ...
"Where is this place?"
"What a familiar aura ..."
