The kobold god's legs went weak when it thought of the King of Decay killing its way into the god nation.
It was unwilling!
It was a god. How could lowly grace mainland overlord play and trample it?!!
That human overlord would give rise to all these sins!!
"He had to die! He had to!"
The two idiot players suddenly turned their heads as they hunted down the troop on the ground.
That was because the only protagonist of this war now commanded the undead dragon to fly to the bottom of the spatial rift.
His cold eyes stared at the sky through the yellow sand and lingered around him.
The two sides faced each other across space.
On one side was the lord of the dunes and the kobold god, and on the other side was Richard, the god's ancient tree, the reinforcements from the dungeon, and all the troops from Twilight City.
The atmosphere instantly turned somber.
