Chapter 479
The battlefield, thick with unspoken hostility, remained deathly silent. The only sound was the distant howling of the northern winds, swirling around the frozen wasteland.
Yuki and Wulv, taken aback by this unexpected development, wasted no time.
Both of them swiftly signaled their men to stand down. Their warriors, who had been coiled like springs ready to strike, hesitated for only a moment before obeying.
Yuki had her own reasons—reasons she chose not to voice just yet. But Wulv...
Wulv saw something deeper in this.
This golden-clad gorilla standing before them was a testament to a power beyond what he and the other godlings were aware of. It was an unknown force, an unaccounted existence—and Wulv had no intention of meeting such an unforeseen development with brute strength. Not without understanding it first.
A flicker of mana surged as both sides activated their magical devices. The air shimmered, refracting light for a moment before two spectral figures materialized—a projection of Yuki and Wulv, towering over the battlefield. Their presence, though not physical, carried an undeniable weight.
Zirikon, however, remained unfazed.
He still wore his calm, gentlemanly smile, his cigar smoldering faintly as he let out a slow breath of smoke. Yet, beneath this composed exterior, his free hand moved with practiced precision, fingers making rapid, almost imperceptible gestures against the fabric of his suit.
He was sending messages to Krogan—feeding information, detailing this sudden shift in events, and awaiting further instructions.
The silence was broken.