In the void, Barien reappeared with three Lord-level elders from his clan.
Seeing Barien and the other three reappear, Sefra's lips curled slightly. He guessed that his plan to seal off space had worked. After several days of spatial lockdown, had the Viking Clan finally been unable to endure it any longer?
"Clan Chief Barien, what is this? How do you have the time to come out for a stroll today?"
"Sefra, go back and tell your father this: the Gu Ding Pirate Crew is under the protection of my Viking Clan. There is no need for you to continue wasting your time here."
After saying this to Sefra, Barien threw a punch into the void. There was no astonishing display of force, yet the formations sealing the entire space collapsed piece by piece. Barien's actions also made his stance clear.
"Clan Chief Barien, do you know what those words mean? Are you certain you want to start a war with our War God Palace over some irrelevant outsiders?" Sefra did not understand why Barien had suddenly become so forceful, but naturally refused to lose ground verbally. "You should know that aside from members of the War God Race, our War God Palace has a vast number of members from other races. Our numbers alone are dozens of times greater than yours, and we have more Lords as well. If this war truly begins, the chances of your Viking Clan being exterminated will be extremely high."
"If you believe the Gu Ding Pirate Crew is important enough for you to wage war against my Viking Clan, then we will accompany you to the end. But if you want to exterminate my Viking Clan, your War God Palace will inevitably pay a painful price. Once war begins, it will be inevitable