Anatole stepped back, finally understanding what Veld's last words meant.
Damballa had devoured the Crystal Tree Core right under their noses, and this was fate.
Veld and the others, seeking to correct the chaos, had chosen to give it their all.
And this also impacted the fate of Marvin and his companions.
Without the embodiment arriving, even giving it his all, Anatole could not defeat Paimon, at best they would come to a stalemate.
This was meaningless.
"You guys got lucky."
Anatole also left, and in the blink of an eye, all divine beings and demons had left the land. A gust of wind blew by, and Marvin and his companions felt a bit cold.
"What is... this situation?"
Levin looked around, "Why did everyone leave?"
"It's good that they left..." Marvin took a deep breath, "If they didn't leave, we would be the ones in trouble."
"It's not just us who would be in trouble."
Edward suddenly said, "Those demons are coming back."
"What?"
"They've returned."