The team captain immediately explained what had just happened. "When the cultivator was about to finish you off, a dark figure with a scythe appeared out of nowhere, attacking the cultivator with his scythe. The cultivator was forced to retreat!"
William glanced at the dark figure the captain referred to. Beside him stood an old man in a white robe, standing calmly, holding a thick black book that floated in front of him. The book's pages spun aimlessly, exuding a mystical aura. The old man was Haikal Emanuel—one of the core members of the World Market Trade Alliance.
William's soldiers began to cheer, their confidence returning. They knew Haikal was no ordinary person. His dignified appearance, despite his advanced age, exuded an aura of great power and wisdom. With Haikal's arrival, there was hope that this battle might still be won.
However, William's heart was in turmoil.