"He's getting away!"
Wang Sen shouted urgently, hoping God King would go after Lin Baici.
In a fight to the death like this, he couldn't be the only one fighting!
That would be a terrible deal.
"I'll kill you first. There'll be time to go after him later!"
God King didn't care.
The truly powerful were all supremely confident.
This was true not just of God King, but even Cao Cao. With his power, killing one person or wiping out a city took only a word. Yet he could never make Chen Gong willingly call him his lord.
God King felt the same way. He wanted Lin Baici to kneel before him of his own accord, call him master, and become his dog.
The years had dragged on for so long that God King was bored out of his mind. Taming Lin Baici would be like training a hawk—his next source of entertainment.
"Wang Sen, bring out your trump-card Divine Grace!"
Dudek had figured it out.
Apart from Lin Baici, God King wanted none of them. If they wanted to survive, they had to go all out.
"Did you think I needed you to tell me that?"
Wang Sen complained irritably.
Then Chaoyun Palace and the Great Bathhouse rang with constant booms. Even the entire palace trembled and shook.
After rushing out of the palace, Lin Baici paused for two seconds, then turned and ran back inside.
He had gone straight out to lull God King into a false sense of security and make it look as though he was escaping.
Now, not only had God King failed to chase after him, but the fighting at the Great Bathhouse had clearly intensified. This was exactly what Lin Baici wanted to see.
It meant God King would kill Dudek and