Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
However, the evacuation progress of the Azurefox Clan was despairing...
Not even half of the population had managed to relocate successfully.
Elara Silverwood looked at the statistical report, her fingertips trembling involuntarily.
The remaining people would need at least two more days to evacuate completely, but the Nine-Hells Centipede King...
That Vicious Beast was now less than a hundred miles from the encampment.
With the speed of a King-level Vicious Beast, such a distance could be covered within half a day.
By then, not only those who hadn't evacuated yet, but even the aftermath of the battle would be enough to turn the entire encampment to ash.
"Mother..."
With heavy steps, Elara Silverwood walked into the inner hall, her voice hoarse:
"The distress signal has already been sent out, but after hearing that we need to fight a King-level Vicious Beast..."
"Not a single Race is willing to lend us a hand!"
