Tactical retreat

The stricken city of Jura-- Planet Jura

*Bzzzz*

*Step* *Step*

*Deep Inhale*

"Cough cough... Heavy air filled with negative energy, it seems we've reached Jura city as planned." Robin smiled as he looked at the dilapidated metal warehouse around him

*Step* *Step* *Step*

Behind him, the space of the portal began to churn and more of his generals emerged one after the other, then the rest of the Martial Emperors began to emerge

Alexander took a few steps to quickly approach Robin, "Your Excellency, now would you please tell me the reason for our return? I won't tell anyone, but at least I don't want to be surprised like the rest of the soldiers, or else my prestige among them will decrease..."