On the city wall, the golden behemoth lord looked at the battlefield in front of him with an unwilling expression.
This peak-stage Saint-tier golden behemoth had used that power, and there was no hope of survival.
This was something that he could not accept.
However, now that it was like this, he had no other choice. He could only hope that this golden behemoth could kill more of the enemy's troops. That way, he would feel better.
At this moment, the eyes of Elise suddenly lit up with a hint of black.
Then, the black quickly expanded and formed a pitch-black clock.
This pitch-black clock covered a region in the battlefield in front of them. Then, it directly descended towards that region.
"What is that thing?" The golden behemoth lord looked at the pitch-black clock in front of him, and a faint sense of unease rose in his heart.
