Under the sunlight, Lin Qi raised the Army-Slaying Axe.
Enzo and the others raised their own weapons. The core brothers of the Iron Fist Brotherhood, aside from the traitorous Gram and Yu Lian, who was sitting in his office racking his brains to squeeze lemon juice, had all gathered here.
Their weapons pressed tightly against those of their brothers. Beneath the sunlight, the weapons gleamed, and a sharp aura surged into the heavens alongside the battle energy fluctuations of Heaven-ranked warriors. Waves of air rolled outward, kicking up clouds of dust. For a moment, it seemed that only Lin Qi and his companions remained between heaven and earth.
Elysian Heaven gazed at Lin Qi in rapture. No matter when it was, Elysian Heaven could always find new shining qualities in Lin Qi.
Lin Qi right now had far too much of a big brother's bearing, far too much of a mature man's spirit. That heroic air, that boldness, that valiant aura capable of swallowing the four seas made Elysian Heaven's eyes glisten as though countless stars were twinkling within them. Her body trembled faintly, and she nearly threw herself at Lin Qi.
Alda, meanwhile, gave a bored yawn.
"Humanity's tedious loyalty and feelings! What hypocritical things! Why has the great and wise Master fallen into such... such absurd brotherly sentiment? Our demons' law of violence is far more suited to the truth of this world! The strong sit high above! Seize the souls of your subordinates, control the lives of your clansmen, manipulate the fates of the weak—how exhilarating is that!"
Curling his lip, Alda simply floated into the air. He drew in a deep breath, and the soul fragments of those slain Berserk Headhunters, along with the negative emotional energy released when their souls shattered, flowed into his body