The previously ntioned Themis, Aestrela, Athena, and Ares were all defeated by the Lord of Mist.
If it weren’t for his presence, Dragon City would have long since fallen.
"Heh, can the Lord of Mist protect us for a while, but not forever? There’s still a good ten days left, yet the remaining area of Dragon City is less than one-tenth. How do we defend?" The Armless Fierce Ghost retorted with a dismissive mouth.
Faced with this attitude, the Headless Fierce Ghost rely smiled wryly and said nothing more.
After all, the other was just sharp-tongued; in reality, it was also feeling hopeless, yet still did not choose to flee Dragon City in search of refuge elsewhere.
It’s known that during the War of Chaos, it was tacitly allowed for the fierce ghosts in the cities to pledge allegiance to other lords. Each ti a city was about to fall, nurous fierce ghosts would escape from it.
This often allowed the other surrounding city lords to gain a large number of Fierce Ghost Minions.
Currently, Dragon City had also reached a stage where hope seed lost.
Yet, strangely, very few fierce ghosts chose to escape, even the Armless Fierce Ghost who had witnessed countless lords’ tactics and attacks remained steadfastly behind.
"Forget it, the City Lord has protected us for so many years and always tried to be considerate when collecting taxes. Honestly, we’ve been free-loading in Dragon City for over a decade, and it would be very ungrateful to leave now." The Armless Fierce Ghost sighed self-mockingly.
BOOM——
Suddenly, a swift lightning bolt struck down towards the ruins!
The unparalleled speed nearly reached the Armless Fierce Ghost and the Headless Fierce Ghost in the blink of an eye, about to shatter them in the next second.
A familiar gray-white mist suddenly flowed out from the ruins, reaching them almost simultaneously, like an indestructible shield blocking all calamity.
BOOM——
The lightning struck the mist, causing a loud noise that attracted all the surrounding Red-clothed Fierce Ghosts, and the Guard Army Captains, who were even stronger than Nightmare No. 2, struggled to support their exhausted bodies and rushed over here.
"Hoo~ Seems like it’s all bark and no bite? I thought it was Zeus himself stepping in, but was this it?" Wu Liang’s sly voice ca from within the mist.
As the mist dissipated, his silhouette appeared atop the ruins.
Lightly patting the dust off his arms, Wu Liang’s gaze turned sharp.
The next mont, behind him, a giant Mist Sword dozens of ters long appeared out of thin air, shooting toward the clouds like a rocket, its incredibly fast speed leaving a delicate and graceful arc in the sky.
However, none of the fierce ghosts expected that Wu Liang, the seemingly powerful Lord of Mist’s anticipated strike, did not bring anything down from the clouds.
The giant Mist Sword, instead, seed to sink into a swamp, embedding halfway into the clouds and bizarrely hanging in mid-air, even vaguely sliding outward.
"No! The Lord of Mist’s sword is indeed sliding!" exclaid the Armless Fierce Ghost in horror.
As soon as the words were spoken, the giant Mist Sword stuck in mid-air seed to be pushed back bit by bit and gradually reappeared from the clouds.
Wu Liang squinted his eyes as he witnessed an unexpected sight—
Within the clouds was a man wearing a crown woven of olive branches, with long golden hair and a thick beard that appeared majestic. Dressed in garnts made of a few pieces of white cloth, he was bare-chested, revealing muscles as perfect as an Ancient Greek sculpture.
The man expressionlessly extended a hand to pinch the tip of the giant Mist Sword, effortlessly pushing it outward until it completely fell from the clouds, landing heavily before Wu Liang.
Only then did he look down with a disdainful expression, saying in a derisive tone, "I rember you; a month ago, you were the insect I struck down from the sky. Are you now rushing to embrace death?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Liang imdiately frowned, feeling ominous.
The Nation-Destruction Level Fierce Ghost who had struck him down from the sky a month ago was actually Zeus!
Why is a Venerable intervening in the battlefield! Aren’t other Venerables supposed to restrain each other!
The strangest thing is, he clearly rembered that the seemingly casual blow from the opponent back then easily pierced through his body carrying the Breaking Blade, so why did the lightning just now seem to have only the level of a lord?
"But this insect right here has managed to keep out the trash sent by your elderly self. Why are you still keeping those who are even less than insects around? Isn’t that a waste of air?"
Although the figure undoubtedly appeared to be Zeus himself, Wu Liang remained skeptical.
Even if it was really Zeus in person, Wu Liang would not fall behind in the war of words.
Upon hearing Wu Liang’s mocking retort, Zeus didn’t show an angry expression, maintaining the sa contemptuous deanor as he said, "Yell all you want, anyway, Dragon City will soon beco dust in history alongside you all."
After saying that, he lifted his right hand and made a grasping motion in the air.
Soon, Wu Liang and the entire sky felt a tingling sensation running over their skin, as if the air itself carried so mysterious electricity.
Looking back over, he saw a golden lightning-shaped object had appeared in Zeus’s hand.
At this mont, Wu Liang finally felt a familiar aura.
"If that thing really cos down, Dragon City will probably be wiped away in an instant, won’t it?"
At this mont, that was the only thought in his mind.
The formidable power belonging to a Venerable was now indisputably displayed.
The opponent was indeed Zeus in person!
Swoosh—
Before Wu Liang could even prepare a defensive posture, a familiar figure suddenly appeared before him.
The Magic Cube Dragon, pale-faced, appeared and spoke to the sky, "Honorable Heavenly Venerable, why do you intervene in the War of Chaos to make trouble for my humble Dragon City? Could you enlighten us?"
While this appeared to be a cautious inquiry, it was actually a warning directed at Zeus above.
In essence, it was saying, "As a Venerable, you should not directly intervene in the War of Chaos; beware of the collective restraint from the other Venerables!"
However, seeing its appearance, Zeus sowhat restrained his posture of preparing to throw the lightning in his hand, responding with a gentle smile to the Magic Cube Dragon, "I know you’re wondering where that guy, the First Emperor, went."\p>
"Rest assured, he is currently arguing fiercely with Poseidon, and as long as I don’t cause too much commotion, he won’t be able to detect the situation over here."
Having said that, Zeus raised an eyebrow.
Aiming the lightning in his hand at the Magic Cube Dragon, he whispered as if in a demonic murmur, "Or, to make things less troubleso for both of us, you hand over the item now, and I’ll leave as if nothing happened. After all, you wouldn’t want Dragon City, which you’ve painstakingly managed for years, to be destroyed overnight, right?"
Upon hearing this, the Magic Cube Dragon’s originally pale face turned sowhat ashen.
It initially thought that either Zeus or Poseidon had known about the Supernatural Object in its possession and that one of them would target Dragon City during this War of Chaos.
Now it seed it had underestimated the situation.
Poseidon and Zeus had actually tead up!
Seeing that twenty days had passed without destroying Dragon City to seize the Supernatural Object in its possession, these two Venerables had shalessly decided to cover for each other and have one personally co to Dragon City!
The situation now seed utterly hopeless.
The Venerable’s power was sothing that the lords could not contend against, just like Zeus had said; to take sothing from its possession only required a bit more effort and trouble.
"Let think..." The Magic Cube Dragon was racking its brain to figure out a way out, even its speech beca sowhat incoherent.
However, before it could finish, Wu Liang spoke up—
"Co on, I have a hard head! I love troubles! Try throwing the lightning down!"
Zeus: "?"
Magic Cube Dragon: "?"
The Fierce Ghosts of Dragon City: "??? "
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