The scenes projected seemed to confirm Amon's suspicions. Looking at Xue Tianao, who was brimming with confidence on the high platform, Amon couldn't help but take a Long Sigh. After a moment of silence, the Second Prince of the Red Lotus Leaf Empire cautiously turned to the middle-aged man in military attire behind him.
"General Louis..."
"Hmm? What's the matter, Your Highness?"
"Do we still have any Spatial Teleportation Magic Stones?"
"We do... but why suddenly asking about that, Your Highness?"
"Prepare them. We might need them later."
"Hmm? Why do you say that? Hasn't the crisis been resolved? Weren't those Abyssal Demons defeated?"
The middle-aged man asked with confusion. The other envoys who accompanied them on their visit to the Snow Night Empire also looked puzzled at their master. Amon sighed helplessly and turned his gaze back to the original battlefield with mixed emotions.
