The final moment had arrived. There was no prior plan, nor was there anything that could be called team spirit.
At this moment, Nerio also opened his eyes. He seemed to have no strength left to argue with Cain anymore.
He merely tapped Cain's shoulder lightly. Cain followed his intent and released him.
High above, a massive bell took shape.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Three peals of the bell rang out thunderously, as if marking something. The three armies roared in unison and began their assault, no longer distinguishing between enemy and ally. Their wings blotted out the sky.
But they were only side dishes. What people truly cared about was the battle of the real rulers.
"You kill Marax. I'll kill Silvanus."
Vassago spoke, then immediately vanished into the air.
Amon snorted, breathing out a burst of flame in dissatisfaction. He naturally did not want to follow Vassago's orders, but at this moment, they had reached an unnamed agreement.
