The gray white dragon's wanton massacre left the legendary demons bewildered and terrified, each resorting to their own means to frantically flee the place.
Most of the legendary demons fled north.
That's where the demon headquarters of Black Smoke City was established at their initial descent.
"The Gate of the Abyss should be there," Udi thought to himself, and the gray-white dragon body merged into the space, disappearing from sight.
Void Travel.
In just a moment, the battlefield's situation changed dramatically.
To the south, the five Ghost Kings exchanged glances, deeply worried.
"This..." The Green Ghost King's throat was somewhat dry, unsure of what to say.
"What should we do next?" The Frost Ghost King licked his pale lips, unable to sit still.
The demons of Black Smoke City still had a retreat path, they could flee to the Gate of the Abyss and leave this place.
But the ghost race had no retreat; they lacked the ability to teleport and leave this plane.
