Kill One with a Single Slap

"I'm sorry," Broly quickly apologized.

"It doesn't matter," Luo Tian said with a smile.

Broly grinned foolishly.

"Why did that guy attack us?" Luo Tian asked Socrates. "We don't seem to have any grudge against him, do we?"

"Your aircraft came from the desert. Groot once pursued the desert Princess Natasha, but was rejected by Natasha, so he may have held a grudge and wanted to shoot down the aircraft he saw in the Grassland Area," Socrates pondered. "Of course, these are just my guesses, but they are probably pretty close to the truth."

Luo Tian and Broly were speechless.

If all of this is true, then this Groot is really unlucky.

In Luo Tian's memory, Princess Natasha seemed to be a woman who appeared somewhat casual.

After all, everyone wants to throw themselves into the arms of Desert Swordsman.

However, she chose to reject Groot's advances.

Is it a case of playing hard to get?

Groot was simply unaware of this.

Thinking about it, it might actually be possible.

I'll just ask Natasha later.

Unfortunately, Groot died just like that.

Groot's death clearly caused Socrates some psychological trauma.

Luffy here, Socrates dared not utter any more nonsense, and his expression became more solemn, as if he had gained a new understanding of Broly's strength.

The aircraft flew over the grassland for another five hours or so.

Then, Luo Tian saw a large area of rather strange buildings in the distance.

This is the heart of the Grassland Area, home to the King of the Grasslands's residence— the Wolf's Den.

The Wolf's Den is no ordinary structure; it seems to be an integral part of the grassland, naturally formed yet exuding majesty. The entire structure is built of massive stones, weathered by time, their rough surfaces bearing the marks of years, yet indestructible, much like the will of the King of the Grasslands.

The entrance to the Wolf's Den resembles the open mouth of a giant wolf, dark and deep, inspiring awe. Towering stone pillars stand on both sides, carved with wolf totems, the lifelike wolf figures seemingly guarding this mysterious dwelling.

The aircraft has just appeared in this area.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

The next moment, several people riding small flying vehicles quickly took off into the sky and appeared near Luo Tian and the others.

There were at least 20 of these people, and they surrounded Luo Tian and his group.

"How dare you! I've returned! All of you, step back!" Socrates stood up and shouted at the crowd.

"Yes... it's His Prince!"

Upon seeing Socrates, those people immediately bowed and shrugged off.

"Hmph, you ignorant fellow, don't you know I'm back?" Socrates snorted.

"Alright, stop pretending and get down here." Luo Tian chuckled.

Socrates felt a pang of hurt, but he still listened to Luo Tian's advice.

The aircraft fell rapidly from the sky.

Afterwards, Luo Tian and the others stepped out of the aircraft.

Led by Socrates, Luo Tian Broly entered the Wolf's Den.

The Wolf's Den was spacious and dark, with animal bones embedded in the walls, shimmering eerily in the dim light, as if telling tales of past battles and victories. The floor was covered with thick animal hides, and walking on them gave one a sense of primal wildness.

In the center of the hall stands a huge stone bonfire, its burning flames illuminating the surroundings. The leaping firelight casts flickering shadows on the stone walls, creating a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.

On a platform in the center, there was a black Dragon Balls.

Luo Tian also spotted the Black Dragon Ball at a glance.

"Gentlemen, the Black Dragon Ball is right there. We only have one on our grasslands. Anyone who says we have two is deliberately trying to frame us!" Socrates said in a deep voice.

Broly stepped forward and snatched the Dragon Balls off the platform.

The moment Broly took the Dragon Balls, Luo Tian glanced at Socrates and clearly saw the corners of his mouth turn up, as if he had some kind of conspiracy.

Sure enough, after Broly obtained the Black Dragon Ball...

"Swish swish swish swish!"

Suddenly, four figures flew in from four directions and quickly surrounded Broly and Luo Tian.

"Who goes there? How dare you steal the Dragon Balls of our grasslands!" shouted an old man with a white beard, who was in the lead.

"Grandpa with the white beard!" Socrates was overjoyed and rushed over, his expression filled with excitement.

"You are..." The white-bearded old man paused, seemingly unfamiliar with Socrates.

"I am Prince Socrates, the white-bearded grandpa. You used to hug me when I was little!" Socrates hurriedly explained.

"So it was His Prince!" The white-bearded old man suddenly realized, immediately came to his senses, glanced at the Dragon Balls in Broly's hand, his brows furrowed tightly, and asked, "Did His Prince take the Dragon Balls?"

"No, it's them! They beat me up like a monster outside! I'm no match for them! They said they were looking for the Dragon Balls, so I had no choice but to bring them here, hoping that Grandpa Whitebeard would take care of them!" Socrates breathed a sigh of relief and told the old man with the white beard what had happened.

"Oh? You've got some nerve! You even dare to Prince! Do you have a death wish?" An old man next to the white-bearded old man coldly shouted at Broly.

Broly didn't stand on ceremony; with a wave of his hand, a powerful energy quickly enveloped the area.

"Boom!"

The old man who had just spoken turned into a cloud of blood mist; he was dead beyond any doubt.

The white-bearded old man was stunned.

The other two old men also widened their eyes, their expressions becoming extremely solemn.

Socrates opened his mouth, his jaw almost dropping.

But Elder!

How did this guy manage to blast me into a bloody mist in an instant?

Who exactly is this guy? How is he so powerful?

"Grandpa Whitebeard, be careful! This guy is very strong!" Socrates said in a deep voice, hurriedly reminding him.

"Third brother!" The white-bearded old man cried out in despair.

"Third Brother!"

"Third brother!"

The other two elderly men were also deeply grieved.

"Boy, you're asking for death!" the Fourth Elder roared, and in a flash, he transformed into a huge gray wolf.

"You're dead!" The Second Elder roared as well, his body gradually changing into another large gray wolf.

"Aww..."

The Great Elder let out a wolf howl, and then transformed into a white wolf.

The three wolves angrily surrounded Luo Tian and Broly.

"Kill him! Avenge the Third Elder!" Socrates shouted.

The next moment, the three wolves immediately launched an attack on Luo Tian Broly.

Luo Tian stood quietly in place, without moving an inch.

Seeing the three wolves charging at him, Broly moved swiftly and appeared directly in front of Luo Tian, slapping one of the large gray wolves away.

As the big gray wolf flew backward, its body exploded on the spot, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

Broly kicked another big gray wolf.

"Puff!"

The other large gray wolf immediately turned into a blood mist.

In the blink of an eye, he killed two big gray wolves, bringing Whitebeard's attack to an abrupt halt.

They're incredibly strong; they can easily defeat anyone who transforms into them.

Knowing he was no match for Broly, Whitebeard slammed on the brakes and stopped less than three meters from Broly.

Socrates was completely terrified.

Even with the elders transformed, they're still no match for this guy?

Can this guy still kill me instantly?

"Who... who exactly are you?" Whitebeard's expression changed repeatedly.

"Are there any more Dragon Balls?" Luo Tian asked with a smile.

"As you can see, we only have this one Dragon Balls on our grasslands," the white-bearded man replied hastily, his expression grave.

"I heard from the Desert King that there are two Dragon Balls in your grasslands. You'd better not lie to me, or the consequences will be severe," Luo Tian said with a smile.

However, to Whitebeard and Socrates, Luo Tian's smile seemed like that of a demon.

"I...I'm not lying to you, our grasslands really only have this one Dragon Balls," the white-bearded man said in a deep voice.

"In that case, it seems there's no need to keep you around." Luo Tian shook his head.

"What... what did you say? We've already given you the Dragon Balls! Why do you insist on killing us all?" Whitebeard's expression changed repeatedly.

"You were the ones who provoked us first," Luo Tian said with a slight smile.

Broly said no more and rushed forward, punching the white wolf to pieces.

The White Wolf was no match for Broly and died a horrible death.

Now, only Socrates remains.

Socrates was trembling with fear.

Even the Four Great Elders were no match for him!

And they all transformed!

We're doomed!

Socrates' knees buckled and he knelt before Luo Tian, kowtowing repeatedly and begging for mercy, seemingly oblivious to the pain as he coughed up bright red blood from his head.

"I'll give you one last chance. Take out the Dragon Balls from the Desert Area, or you know what the consequences will be!" Luo Tian said with a smile.

"I... I really don't have the Desert Dragon Balls!" Socrates said in a deep voice, still kowtowing as he spoke.

"Do you know where the Desert Dragon Balls is?" Luo Tian asked with a smile.

"It should be in the Mountain Area. I heard there are two Dragon Balls in the Mountain Area." Socrates' eyes lit up as he came up with a plan.

"Oh? Is that so?" Luo Tian chuckled lightly. "Don't try such a low-level framing tactic in front of me!"

Broly, being quick-witted, rushed over and slapped Socrates into a pulp.

Luo Tian put away the Dragon Balls he had obtained.

"Two now." Broly chuckled. "That was so satisfying. I haven't had this much fun in ages."

"Let's go to the Royal Palace and see if we can find the third Dragon Balls," Luo Tian said with a smile.

Luo Tian had also asked the little demoness about the Dragon Balls.

However, the little demoness remained silent about it.

Luo Tian didn't force her; he simply had the Grand Priestess beat her up, and that was all.

Although the Grand Priestess had been to the Demon Realm, she was imprisoned most of the time, so she wasn't very clear about the Dragon Balls.

In addition, the Grand Priestess also said that she did not stay in the human realm of the Demon Realm for too long, after all, these Demon Race demons were too weak.

Furthermore, the Grand Priestess was speechless at Luo Tian's activities among the Demon Race and humans.

What's the point of you, a dignified angel, operating among humans?

Why not just go and destroy the Demon God or the Destruction God?

"You don't understand!" Luo Tian scolded the Grand Priestess.

The Grand Priestess remained silent.

Whatever you want!

I'd better not say anything!

Afterwards, Luo Tian and Broly went straight into the Royal Palace.

The surrounding guards immediately stopped the two.

"Don't be nervous, we're just here to find the Dragon Balls," Luo Tian said with a smile, waving to the guards around him.

The guards were all speechless.

You're here to find the Dragon Balls, so why are you telling us not to be nervous?

Is that how you talk?

"Let them in!" a majestic voice echoed from the depths of the Royal Palace.

The Royal Palace here is also a Wolf's Den with royal characteristics.

Luo Tian and Broly entered the Royal Palace together and met the King of the Grasslands sitting on the throne.

However, the guards accompanying Luo Tian and his companions also entered the main hall, all watching Luo Tian and Broly.

"Young people, you have quite the nerve to trespass into my Royal Palace!" the King of the Grasslands sneered. "Even if you are Chosen of the Demon, you shouldn't be so arrogant and overbearing!"

"Your King of the Grasslands, I've heard that you have Dragon Balls from the Desert Area here. Is that true or false?" Luo Tian asked politely.

"Hmph, kill them! Let them know the power of our grasslands!" The King of the Grasslands issued the order directly.

The surrounding guards rushed towards Luo Tian and Broly.

"Boom!"

Broly's aura exploded, instantly turning the charging guards into dust.

The King of the Grasslands was dumbfounded and looked completely astonished.

There were at least 20 guards rushing towards Luo Tian and Broly.

As a result, Broly simply unleashed a burst of energy, wiping out all 20-plus people.

That's terrifying!

"Go and invite the Four Great Elders immediately!" the King of the Grasslands whispered to one of his guards.

"Yes!" The guard acknowledged the order and left, quietly slipping away through the back door.

The other guards were ready to fight, but after seeing their comrade's tragic death, they were too frightened to move.

They knew perfectly well that their opponent was definitely stronger than them.

Let's see what the King of the Grasslands plans first.

"Not bad, I was just testing you earlier. I didn't expect this year's Chosen of the Demon to be so powerful. I'm truly impressed." The King of the Grasslands clapped his hands in approval.

The other guards also clapped along, grinning awkwardly.

Luo Tian Tiandu was somewhat impressed by the King of the Grasslands's ability to be flexible and adaptable.

Your attitude changed way too quickly!

But thinking about it, it makes sense; Broly's formidable strength is indeed awe-inspiring.

If you don't back down, there's only one outcome: a terrible death.

"Please come over and have some tea, the Dragon Balls will be delivered to you shortly." The King of the Grasslands waved to Luo Tian and Broly in a friendly manner.

"No need, we've already obtained the Dragon Balls from your grasslands." Luo Tian said, casually taking the Dragon Balls from his body and showing it to the King of the Grasslands.

The King of the Grasslands was visibly stunned. After a moment's examination, he realized that it was indeed Six-Star Dragon Ball.