The Scorpion King was a master of poison arts himself and could neutralize and purify most disciples.
As long as the poison's potency did not exceed his limit, he could absorb and convert most disciples into power.
Fatal Violet's violet poison was clearly inferior to the Scorpion King's own venom, so he was completely immune to this deadly disciple.
The Void Walker had mastered the power of space and could hide in another dimension before a super card erupted.
Although he could not attack proactively, he clearly would not be harmed by this poison.
With the Golden Scorpion King and the Void Walker present, the Tulip Republic's disciples were merely a matter of time.
However, the two had wiped it out in only a month, and such ability made the Ghost-faced Werewolf wary.
Fortunately, they served under the same general and had no prior conflicts.
The Ghost-faced Werewolf wanted to borrow their strength to capture the Myriad Heavens Kingdom so everyone could share the credit.
Although this would reduce his share of the credit, it was far better than being punished for failing to capture the Myriad Heavens Kingdom.
"Please, you two!"
The Ghost-faced Werewolf was earnest.
The Golden Scorpion King sneered. "You can't even handle something this simple. What use are you? As the commander of a region, you can't even deal with a few Level Six Card Masters. What a joke! Fine, I'll reluctantly help you this once! That Nine-Headed Giant is especially useless. He couldn't even take down such a small place.
"You're a little better than him. At least you captured the capital of the Myriad Heavens Kingdom, which saved us quite a bit of time. It should succeed.
"However, we get seventy percent of the profits this time!"
The Void Walker's eyes flickered with greed