The dark giants retreated like a receding tide.
Ivita knew that the combat strength of these dark giants would continue to grow, for at this moment, the dark giants were merely in their nascent state.
But he wouldn't need to feel afraid when the time came.
Because Ivita had estimated their growth curve, and it would take years for their physical abilities and spiritual power to reach the pinnacle of their race.
Although this was already quite exaggerated, compared to himself, it was still too slow. With just a bit more time, he could create the Soul of Darkness.
And become the most powerful wizard apart from the Witch King and the Queen.
After the dark giants' withdrawal, the entire city seemed to be reborn; the civilians, seeing the war subside, inevitably embraced each other and cheered jubilantly.
The warriors were able to savor the fruits of victory.
At that moment, every human being within Ambros City was on the winning side.
No one was a loser.
