Just when Azar thought they were all going to die, they were suddenly teleported away and appeared inside a massive base.
"Nobles…" a battle-hardened general muttered as he appeared before them.
His Tier 7 magi aura filled the entire space, making it almost impossible to breathe.
"Tch… take them to the protected zone," the general said with a disgusted look towards Azar and the others before disappearing once more.
After all, the projection of that giant monster fighting the beast outside had merely been a spell. He still had to return to the battlefield and kill the mana-devouring beast himself.
After he left, a female with glasses hurried over and bowed slightly toward Azar and the others.
"Welcome. Please follow me," she said politely.
But not only her.
From several directions, other guides arrived, and their group was quickly divided. Only Azar and about a hundred others followed one of them.
