"sigh, with him being released like this, who knows whether it's a good thing or a bad thing..."
At the same time, as the Night King's voice roared like thunder and shook every creature in this world that possessed a mind, the Fire Thief stood atop the high walls of Qinggang City, an unfurled parchment behind him and a helpless look plastered across his face.
The Night King had taken on three alone—Staff Hider, Pale Hand, and the Black Queen—and gained the upper hand.
Even at the Ultimate level, this seemed like an unbelievable result.
After all, they were all Ultimates, born in the same place.
There was no difference in their levels.
Yet on closer thought, this seemed inevitable after all, and not beyond expectation.
Ultimate-level clashes depended more on their traits.
Almost no Ultimate would choose to use their own mental power to collide directly with an opponent. Their advantage lay in their most powerful Mental Pollution...
When Mental Pollution acted upon a person, it also formed a subtle connection with that person's mental core. Whichever trait was most prominent in someone would make them more susceptible to the corresponding pollution, and fear had always been the underlying color of everyone in the wilderness.
Ambition, desire, and even pride naturally existed as well.
But after struggling to survive in the wilderness, those emotions had long since been forced to the edges of their minds.
Therefore, in this battle fought across the minds of hundreds of thousands of people,
the Terror Demon King was invincible.
Of course, although they now stood on the same side, the Fire Thief still felt vaguely uneasy when he saw the Night King's violence and arrogance. Especially now, with the Night King's back turned toward him, presenting such a convenient target...
"sigh..."
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