Karula had to keep leaping in mid-air to dodge the onslaught of dozens of Space-Time Dragons.
William no longer looked up at her, just knowing she couldn't free her hands was enough.
The Gray Dwarf King hadn't lied. Beside his corpse, more than a dozen beams of golden light ascended, lingered for a few seconds, and then flew off in all directions.
William quickly intercepted three beams heading towards the Dwarf Kingdom and captured another two flying toward the Forest of the Elves.
The rest, even with his spatial divine power, he could not snatch.
He could only wave his hand lightly, and a spatial rift rose before the golden light that was about to reach Karula.
Karula turned to look and quickly vanished into thin air: "King of Saral! Turning your back on me this quickly? Without me, the Forest of the Elves wouldn't be in such dire straits."
