The Lost Monarch watched the situation, rage surging within.
But it couldn't do anything, for fighting with Edmund, it was walking on thin ice, daring not to be distracted in the slightest, lest it might perish.
Time passed.
One by one, the Monarchs tore open red and black rifts and started to lead their armies to retreat. The Devouring Sky Demon Lord, who had fought a great battle with Gullwig, was extremely unwilling but had no choice but to turn and run.
This battle was truly unexpected for them.
In a disadvantaged situation, naturally, it was imperative to preserve strength first, or else summoning the forces again would waste considerable time.
Just as the Lost Monarch was retreating, sudden changes occurred.
