"We're running out of time!" Cao Xing said in a deep voice.
Hearing the final words, the kings and former kings in the field also understood Cao Xing's meaning.
The blood-red vortex was continuously expanding, as if the sky was about to be pierced through.
This foretold that the world barrier was about to be completely torn apart!
The three legendary figures from the Gray Mist Kingdom exchanged glances, as if they had made some kind of resolution.
The dwarf legend grinned, his voice hoarse yet full of battle intent: "Come, Your Majesty the former king, let us old fellows show our might!"
The other two legends, draped in gray robes and exuding an ancient aura, nodded simultaneously.
"Alright, let's do this!"
"Let them witness the true power of Gray Mist!"
As soon as they finished speaking, a thick gray mist suddenly rose from their small bodies!
This mist seemed to have a life of its own, rapidly coalescing in the air and beginning to spin rapidly.
"Whoo—whoo—"
