1131 Vhimir

"You're Madi's ancestor." Shiro muttered in surprise. She didn't expect a Demon God of all people to join the fray.

"Greetings. Madison has told me much about you. But as much as I would love to chat, this world doesn't exactly condone my existence. I'm here to help you delay until my darling granddaughter has arrived." Makron chuckled as Shiro was surprised to hear that Madi will be coming.

"Wait, this isn't a fight that she can join in on." Shiro frowned but Makron only laughed.

"Do you think I'm someone to send my granddaughter to her death? But setting that aside, you should focus on healing yourself. From what I've been told, you can only sustain yourself in godly form for a short period of time. You'll need to conserve your strength for the next fight." Makron said as his aura became serious.

Furrowing her brows, Shiro decided to trust in this Demon God.

Jumping back, Shiro opened a portal to the void so that she can recover from her injuries.