At the very center of the runic lands, at the location of the Joelson Temple.
Two figures emitting terrifying power were standing in the air, coldly looking down at everything beneath their feet.
The runic deity statues forged by countless runic warriors had already collapsed to the ground. The ground was filled with ruins, as well as the corpses of the dead.
More than a dozen giant dragons were glaring at these two figures angrily, continuously letting out low roars at the two of them.
"I didn't expect that in order to avoid the danger of the ruins, they would hurriedly hide in the void crack, and actually teleport us here."
Among the two figures, the eyes of one of them, who had a relatively round face, lit up. He looked at the huge runes that twinkled like stars in the sky and then lowered his head to look at a pale green rune stone that was like a gemstone in his hand.