The natives of the Emperor Ruins were indeed victims.
This land had originally been their homeland, a paradise where they lived, yet it had been occupied by the Heavenly Emperor Academy, which drove them into bitterly cold lands.
This was the law of the jungle—where the weak were meat for the strong! "There is nothing more to say. Either you die or I perish. Fight!" Jin Quexi drew the battle sword in her hand and slashed through the air, forming a circle of sword qi!
Although Ning Xiaochuan also felt some sympathy for these natives, he could not change the hostile relationship between the two sides.
In this world, there was no sympathy, only strength. If one was not strong enough, one could only become someone else's victim.
If they could not defeat the Pied Piper today, they too would only be killed. What was right and what was wrong? This was right and wrong.
Ning Xiaochuan called out, "Little Red!"
The Little Red Dragon flew over and landed on Ning Xiaochuan's shoulder, transforming into a cloud of blood-red mist that condensed into a set of Dragon Scale Divine Armor. A Dragon Claw Battle Sword formed in his hand, and the battle intent around him instantly surged severalfold! The Pied Piper also sensed the change in Ning Xiaochuan's strength. Riding the black hawk, he swooped down as two masses of mystic qi radiance swelled around his arms.
"I'll fight him!" Ning Xiaochuan spread a pair of blood-red dragon wings, his body shooting upward as he slashed at the black hawk beneath the Pied Piper.
This black hawk was a Fourth Grade Mystic Beast and possessed great intelligence. Sensing the terrifying threat from the dragon sword, it spread its wings and took flight again! "Awooo!"
The Little Red Dragon let out