"What's going on?"
"How did Little White Dragon suddenly become so... aggressive?"
The Beast Lord spoke slowly, his voice steeped in bewilderment.
That divine fire had actually burned its way along the Beast God's authority to reach him. The change was startlingly abrupt, and the difference from before was simply too great.
"Leave Little White Dragon aside for now. Let's try someone else."
The Beast Lord did not know whether Little White Dragon alone had changed or whether everyone had changed. He decided to keep observing.
Without hesitation.
He once again extended his power into a new herd of beasts.
As before, he had the beasts gang up on the Preaching Squad.
By now, he had merged into the Beast King Guard. Sometimes he was the Nine-Lives Spirit Cat, sometimes the Golden-Eyed Snow Lion, and sometimes the Three-Headed Divine Statue.
This time, he returned to blocking their path.
He discovered that Little White Dragon had turned back into that modern-looking dragon car, without any of the urgency he had shown during their earlier encounter.
"What on earth is going on?"
"Was that earlier encounter just a flower blooming for a single night?"
These thoughts lingered in the Beast Lord's mind.
He felt that perhaps he had simply been unlucky.
Yet just as he thought this, he discovered that the Nine-Toothed Rake and the Crescent Moon Spade had suddenly appeared in the void.
It was not as though he had never seen everyone join forces before.
Yet now, the appearance of the Nine-Toothed Rake and the Crescent Moon Spade filled him with profound unease.
As his thoughts turned.
He slowly raised his eyes and saw that the killing intent on the Nine-Toothed Rake seemed ready to pierce through every world. The glazed light on the Crescent Moon Spade actually rivaled that