Lear was not paying attention to the movements in the Land of Crimson Rot at this moment.
Even a demigod couldn't escape, and now the Land of Crimson Rot has become part of the Divine Kingdom... No matter how powerful that vampire is, it's impossible to break free from the shackles.
He gazed into the distance.
The Snake-men below, due to the intense battle just now, had retreated to the edge area.
But the situation changed so quickly that they didn't know how to react for a moment and hadn't taken action.
However, their numbers were still extremely overwhelming.
At this moment, if he withdrew, these Snake-men could immediately flood the collapsed walls of the Barbarian City.
After a brief assessment, his eyes turned towards Betina.
At this moment, the Barbarian Chief saw his gaze and slowly knelt on one knee.
Bowing her always straight back.
Her right hand touched her chest, and she said tremulously.
"Thank you for your assistance, Lord Lear..."
