Wisdom of Holy Light looked at the Thunder Dragon Barosamont before her and said, "Perhaps... there is another way to greatly increase your chances of success."
"Perhaps even... guarantee success."
Hearing this, the Thunder Dragon abruptly raised his head and pressed, "What method?"
Wisdom of Holy Light pondered for a moment, then turned her gaze toward Cao Xing. "Join the territory and become the lord's mount."
When she finished speaking, not only the Thunder Dragon, but even Cao... "Damn, so running into you here means we struck it big!" Yao Xiong instantly let out a jubilant shout, grabbed Wang Sai, and showered him with kisses, making even the thick-skinned Wang Sai feel somewhat disgusted.
With A Zhuang's furious roar, a thunderous boom rang out. The courtyard walls exploded in every direction, and squads of star pirates rushed in, subduing everyone with lightning speed.
Although Xiao Yan was in a sorry state, Han Feng in the distance was no better off. His robes were torn to shreds, his hair hung loose and disheveled, and his breathing was ragged. Yet at this moment, he paid no attention whatsoever to his own bedraggled appearance. His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief as he stared at Xiao Yan opposite him, looking as though he had seen a ghost.
The Pope remained silent. He could grit his teeth and abandon Yarman, but Holl absolutely could not be abandoned! Holl was the sole heir of the Bismarck Empire and had an excellent relationship with the War Temple. Once Holl took power in the future, it would help further consolidate the War Temple's position within the Bismarck Empire.
The longswords shot out one after another. Though they looked somewhat scattered, they flew purposefully toward the mountain swords.
A cold smile rose at the corner of Wu