The sudden appearance of the Celestial Vault Square Legion plunged the already cruel and chaotic battlefield into further disarray. Westheid and his allies smashed through the Dragon Race's seemingly endless celestial Barrier.
However, the Dragon Race did not seem overly panicked. Having chosen this place to fight, they were undoubtedly prepared for a pincer attack.
"Humans... Do you intend to interfere as well? It is not too late to retreat..."
One of the dragons, witnessing the slaughter of its kind, hissed at Westheid.
Unfortunately for them, the object of their fear was immune to hisses.
"I'm actually curious how you ended up in a fight to the death with Chaos. Logically, you should be trying to avoid such a large-scale conflict."
Westheid asked with great interest. After all, the cunning of the Dragon Race was renowned. They would surely prefer to let the Celestial Vault Kingdom and Chaos destroy each other before sweeping in to reap the spoils.
