"Quick! That madman is going to catch up! We must escape!"
In a corner at the edge of the battlefield, two figures fled in panic, running across the plains.
The strength of these two lords was not weak.
Each of them had at least thirty to forty Tier Seven Species by their side.
But at this moment they were desperately fleeing like mice encountering a cat, faces full of panic and urgency, as if they had encountered something terrifying.
"Damn, just teleported here and ran into such a full Tier Seven freak; is he not chasing us?"
The Beast Lord glanced backward while fleeing, showing no intent of slowing his pace.
The Insect Lord next to him was similar, riding a Tier Seven giant poisonous scorpion, constantly rushing across the rugged ground.
However, in the next second.
The ground ahead of their position suddenly exploded with a "boom," and several massive Tier Seven antlions burst out from underground, blocking their path.
"Not good, it's that freak, retreat quickly!"
