“Rumble…” Black clouds covered the skies, and rolling thunder shuddered forth.
A blurry human figure was slashing through the air, piercing through the thick, dark clouds while flying at high speed to the north. It was the frantic Linley. Both the Yulan Empire and the O’Brien Empire had suffered attacks. Linley naturally was worrying about his Baruch Empire as well.
“I hope, I hope Cena is fine.” Linley murmured.
The Baruch Empire’s imperial palace was the place where Emperor Cena, the Empress, and the others lived. Of course, the imperial palace of an Empire was protected by Saints, and the Saint on guard there was the second of the five Barker brothers, Ankh.
Linley’s fast-moving body suddenly halted, his gaze focused on two indistinct figures on the northern horizon.
One of them was tall and massive, while the other was also much larger than most people.
