The Shield was pushed in, entering through the back door of the great hall.
Both sides used a lot of grenades, but then a few loud explosions were heard inside the hall, sounds that grenades couldn't possibly make.
Anton felt his heart skip a beat. Satan had been forced to use their bombs. If they couldn't repel this attack, then it was all over.
Although it felt like a pity, Anton could accept it. No matter how powerful someone was, as long as they fought, they would eventually die on the battlefield.
The Shield was in, and the squad following it was in, the outcome was decided.
Anton didn't show much difficulty in accepting this, but he knew that Satan was probably done for.
The gunfire suddenly stopped, and those who had just entered through the back door unexpectedly began to retreat. Anton widened his eyes in utter shock, watching the scene unfold before him.
It had been so difficult to get in, so why were they retreating now?
