"I hope nothing goes wrong." Fratis, her body radiating the divine light of dawn, clenched her fists tightly. She gazed upwards at Luca, who was blocked by the clone from the Abyssal Demon Realm. A trace of concern flashed across her beautiful eyes.
She really wanted to rush in and help Luca, but right now, the priority was to stop the monsters spilling out from the Abyssal Demon Realm, preventing them from reaching the outside world.
Yet, she also knew that a true emperor, no matter the situation, must prioritize the greater good. Otherwise, all their previous efforts would be in vain.
Fratis pulled her gaze away and looked down at the Clinton soldiers locked in fierce combat with countless monsters. With a wave of her hand, endless starlight poured from her fingertips.
