"Savior?"
Gu Xing's mind was completely captivated by these three words, his gaze fixated on the spectacle before him.
In the scene, which had originally been filled with despair, a dazzling golden figure appeared...
Like a light tearing through the darkness, it descended suddenly!
The figure's features were indistinguishable; even its gender and race were unclear.
Only a supreme aura, transcending understanding and towering over all things, could be felt.
Once it appeared, the rampant Demonic Qi melted away like ice and snow, and the crumbling defenses instantly stabilized.
The Dragon Emperor's voice, tinged with a trace of reverence, rose slowly:
"Yes, a true Savior."
"His arrival turned the tide, offering this land a brief respite."
As the scene shifted, the war had entered a stalemate.
Yet, time was the greatest enemy of false gods.
The Elf Empress, who fought alongside the Dragon Emperor until the end...
