"Establish authority first, then recruit soldiers... Lord of Silent Thunder had some skill after all."
Fang Yi looked at Lord Black Crow's corpse, which had turned into black powder, and spoke softly.
From the information Lord Black Crow had provided earlier, he had already learned of Lord of Silent Thunder's current movements. Just as they had guessed, the First Sequence Lord who had fired the first shot against the Four Great Nations was by no means acting on a whim. He had only chosen to rebel after meticulous planning. As for who stood behind him and how many people he had, none of that was known.
What was known for now was that Lord of Silent Thunder had made a name for himself through his famous battle of crushing Xia Kingdom's God Punisher Squad. He had gained a modest following across major websites. At first glance, such fame seemed insignificant—something that could be suppressed with a ban—but it was like Macau advertisements. Once they appeared, they seeped into every crack, targeting only those eager to see them: the wanted Lords.
Criminals also needed a powerful backer to stand against justice, and clearly, Lord of Silent Thunder was their best choice.
Therefore, no matter how the Four Great Nations resisted, even if they deleted every video of Lord of Silent Thunder overnight, they could never completely stop these fanatics from joining him. People like Lord Black Crow formed the largest group among them.
Lord Black Crow himself had been violent and cold-blooded. He needed absolute slaughter to evolve and was one of the most extreme kinds of cultivators. They could easily destroy a single life, a family of three, or even a small city.
Such Lords had already abandoned their humanity. They believed themselves to be higher lifeforms, beings who had