"So, how do we get out of this place?" Eon asked with a confused face and I looked at him.
He had finished scolding his familiar butterfly Celestine and Zoe, and both of them were now quietly standing with him.
His crystal butterfly was special among all the four I had seen in my life.
She had the ability to perfectly disguise.
It wasn't some powerful attack skill like the magic tower master, a defense skill like our great emperor, or a mass healing skill like the grand pope.
Her
Not only she can decide for herself and make countless clones, but she can also use her natural telepathic link and share a vision to observe an absurd amount of land.
If these two went to war, they would turn the tides just from the acute field of vision and the ability of mass communication.
And that was just the gist of it.
