A grayish-white filter covered Bond Street.
Aozawa thought for a moment, and decided to leave the task of taking hits to someone else.
He quickly dispelled his transformation and used the backdoor of gamification to swiftly create another Alexander to take his place.
Aozawa turned into an invisible breeze and chose to observe the battle from the sidelines.
The grayish-white filter quietly disappeared.
Bond Street and the sky both returned to their original colors.
Rumble!
A sudden clap of thunder tore through the gloomy clouds, a brilliant white flash appeared, and the rain couldn't hold back any longer.
"My king! We should retreat for now!"
Will stood on the chariot, observing the three Treasure Users below and David watching from afar with intent.
The teamwork of these four made Will believe their chances of winning were slim, so a temporary retreat seemed wise.
Alexander laughed heartily: "Ha ha, who do you think I am?!"
