Antal was dumbfounded.
As a "local" of Yahar'gul, he was naturally very familiar with this experimental super monster kept in Yahar'gul's "backyard." Though he believed Paar was not strong enough to break free from Mensis's imprisonment, Paar absolutely should not have looked this pathetic. Antal had been prepared for a bloody battle, to shield the hunters who had saved him from harm. But he truly had not expected that what had once made Mensis spend Shen Yaxi stared sharply ahead. A ball of spiritual energy gathered between her palms as she sought to probe the situation.
After a few polite pleasantries, neither side revealed the slightest unusual emotion. They entered the towering city gates and passed through a long passageway before the view suddenly opened up. The streets had already been swept clean, and the many kneeling commoners held back by soldiers on both sides looked spirited and wore neat clothes.
This made Wukong hurriedly retreat more than a dozen steps. A flick of the finger had seriously injured him; if he got slapped, wouldn't he die on the spot? Well, although he was already dead.
I froze for a moment and instinctively turned around. But before I could even lift my foot, the girls standing at the door had already spotted me.
"Give it a rest! You? Don't go ruining her life..." Cleaver said disdainfully. Out of everyone there, he understood Bayonet best.
Leiyu felt as though he were a drifting soul, circling above the battlefield. At that moment, he drifted over to the headquarters of the allied army of the foreign races.
"Wang Jie wins this challenge against Leifeng." The referee's deep voice shook the entire arena. Thunderous applause erupted, followed by wave after wave of earth-shaking cheers.
In the end, Long Ao and the others decided to