"Not bad... that's the second one. To revive this Valkyrie's armor, I still need eight more legendary items..."
Cao Xing murmured to himself, feeling both anticipation and heartache.
If that legendary Frozen Hell Ice Soul Armor had been given to Assam or Bing Lan, it could have greatly increased their combat strength. Instead, it had been directly devoured.
Ordinary lords simply could not afford this kind of expenditure.
But when he thought of the fully revived Valkyrie's armor—
Seeing that he could not escape, the Profound Yin Ghost King's ferocity erupted. He stopped trying to flee. Unless he first expended some effort to kill or hinder the divine-sense avatar, running would be useless.
Angry, unwilling, and never ready to admit defeat, Mark was still Mark, even with one crippled leg.
But the reporters had no time to dwell on the matter. The Lakers were about to hold their postgame press conference, and they had to hurry over to secure good spots.
Then another divine art struck the light and shadow, and the image within immediately became clearer.
This also made Sun Dahei somewhat angry. No matter what, this All-Star Weekend was the Los Angeles Lakers' home court. The first-year players' current reluctance to pass to Josh Jackson was undoubtedly disrespectful to the home team, and undoubtedly disrespectful to Sun Dahei, the king of Los Angeles.
After the brief greetings ended, the enthusiastic Marquis of Besançon introduced the three legion commanders at his side—Cavani, Tevez, and Leonard—to Bai Feng. Fortunately, all three commanders had the typical military style: swift and decisive, and they did not exchange too many pleasantries with Bai Feng.
Zhong Jiufeng grabbed at the air, and the dozen or so cages in the Eighteen-Winged Seraph's hands appeared in his grasp.
Less than three days after Uesugi Kenshin left