"Your Majesty, don't we need to go up and help?"
Brutus noticed that the Holy Court was on the verge of defeat.
However, the strange thing was that after the two fusion Tyrant forms entered the battlefield, the rest of the vampires slowly retreated under the lead of Duke Bellamy.
Why?
Brutus was puzzled.
If Duke Bellamy led all the vampire troops behind her and attacked now, the Holy Court would definitely not be able to hold out.
"No, there's no hurry. It's about to start."
Fang Heng relaxed and took a deep breath, staring at the battlefield in front of him.
Stimulated by the Holy Court's archbishop, the fusion Tyrant forms that had inherited the Vampire King's remains went out of control again.
Everything was within Fang Heng's expectations.
"Bellamy, get ready to move."
"Yes, Your Majesty," Bellamy, who had just retreated with the vampires, said with a solemn expression.
