Perhaps it was Wang Wen's reputation that intimidated them.
Perhaps they were frightened by this incredible teleportation technique.
The man in black robes stopped putting on airs and became more aggressive.
Instead, he quieted down and stared at Wang Wen, deep in thought.
Wang Wen was worried that they would give up and do nothing, so she thought that since they couldn't escape, they might as well "use their powers" and fight desperately. She quickly put up another thick barrier for her group of people behind her.
He also specifically gave Gu Jianbing an extra [ Mental Shield ].
The old man felt Wang Wen's undisguised preferential treatment and laughed so hard his eyes disappeared.
The man in black robes opposite watched silently as Wang Wen meticulously set up the defenses.
Until everything is complete.
The leader, a man in black robes, spoke up, "I never imagined that the barbaric Eastern Continent would have a day when people worship Creator God. Your use of divine power is no less than that of a junior priest. Since we belong to the same lineage, let's not waste this precious divine power. Sit down and talk it over. What you want regarding Qin Dongbei and how to use the divine power are both negotiable."
Creator God?
Primary Priest?
Wang Wen listened to these terms belonging to the Western Continent, a series of thoughts flashed through her mind.
He calmly countered, "How do you intend to discuss this?"
The man in black robes recalled the high priest's instructions before departure and carefully chose his words: "Our high priest has already set off to come in person. As for the specifics of our discussions, you must wait for me to return and report before the high priest can make a decision."
"That won't do." Wang Wen shook her head decisively. "I just said, you can't leave until you hand over Qin Dongbei and the method for using divine power."
The man in black robes sounded anxious, "I've already said these are all minor matters. We can entrust Qin Dongbei and the method of use to you, as long as the High Priest arrives. Why are you so stubborn?"
Wang Wen carefully considered the other person's words.
He smiled faintly and said, "Why do I feel like you're particularly eager to wait until your high priest arrives before saying anything? What mischief are you up to?"
The man in black paused slightly, remembering the high priest's instructions, and patiently explained, "We are different from you. We are all used to listening to the high priest, really."
Wang Wen thought for a moment.
He conceded, "Then let's compromise. Since you say it's a small matter, tell me how to use it, and I'll let you go back."
"That won't do." The man in black shook his head. "Although the way to use divine power is very simple and almost anyone can learn it, it is still the culmination of generations of high priests' hard work and research. It must not be passed on without permission."
He looked around.
His gaze lingered for a moment on Brother Bear and his group, who were bleeding profusely from the ground.
He added, "Especially the barbaric Eastern Continent."
"Hey!" Mo Ran snapped, clearly annoyed. "Do you even understand your current situation? Calling me 'barbaric Eastern Continent' like that will get your head ripped off, you hear me?"
The man in black robes looked at him with disdain.
Although he didn't say anything more.
But his eyes were filled with the word "savage".
Mo Ran was so angry that he yelled and tried to twist his head.
Wang Wen had He Jiong and the others stop him, and continued to discuss, "Then let's change it. We'll let you go if you return Qin Dongbei. You have to choose one, right? I'm the one offering to back down, but you won't budge?"
The men in black robes exchanged bewildered glances.
The leader hesitated, looking troubled, and said, "This won't work either... Qin Dongbei was specifically requested by the High Priest; if we give him to you, we won't be able to explain ourselves..."
"Nothing works, nothing works. We agreed to compromise, but you're pushing your luck and want me to give way completely." Wang Wen completely lost her patience and waved her hand at Mo Ran, saying, "I don't want to talk anymore. Just turn your head away."
"Awoo!" Mo Ran let out an excited howl.
Wearing white boxing gloves with red patterns, he charged forward, leaping into the air before he even arrived. The gloves burst into countless red and white sparks as he slammed his fist down on the black-robed man's head from above.
Seeing that Mo Ran's attack was fierce and there was nowhere to hide, the men in black robes all became solemn and reached out to put their hands on the leader.
The leader's gaze sharpened, and he raised his hand, which felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, to meet the fist that was hurtling towards him, accompanied by a shower of sparks.
"Boom!!!"
The terrifying tremors spread outwards, and Brother Bear and the others, who were unprotected on the ground, were thrown dozens of meters away like spinning tops!
Most of them fell unconscious upon landing, their fate unknown.
Some of the women who had fainted woke up. Qiqi and others were so terrified by the devastating scene that they wished they could faint again. They deeply regretted coming here to cause trouble today.
Instead of gaining any benefits, they ended up in this terrible predicament.
If they could relive their lives, they would rather they had never been here.
Even more regretful than them was Brother Bear.
He maintained a clear understanding of the situation throughout.
I could hear clearly that the group of people standing there were one of the "Big Three" of the Fifth Region: the Academy.
The young man who spoke first was none other than the world's number one: Wang Wen from the Academy!
After learning this fact, Brother Bear's head was buzzing uncontrollably.
In the past, he often referred to himself, the Academy, and the Guard Department as the "three giants."
In reality, they knew very well that this was nothing more than trying to ride the coattails of a trending topic and borrow a name, clinging to the wishful thinking that people wouldn't bother with small fry like themselves, and using the Academy's name to elevate themselves.
The saying goes, "Let's keep to ourselves."
In truth, how could he dare to offend the other two families? Even the lowly guards in the Guard Department could keep him from acting recklessly, let alone the Academy.
I usually avoid them.
I never go near the Academy, and I avoid places where the Academy students frequent.
They only occupy a small area in this small residential area and commercial street to show off their power.
This self-aware approach was correct, so things remained peaceful.
Who would have thought that this unassuming little billiards hall would attract so many "gods" today?
He even engaged in a fierce fight on the spot with those mysterious men in black robes.
Judging from what they were saying, those men in black robes came from the Western Continent?
Isn't that a real world war???
I curse your grandpa, grandma, aunt, aunt, sister-in-law, and brother-in-law!!!
Brother Bear was filled with remorse, but had no one to confide in.
He regretted being blinded by lust and acting like a fool, standing up for someone and jumping into this fire pit.
He regretted trying to save face for his underlings, but even after realizing something was wrong, he gritted his teeth and started fighting.
She regretted not having known earlier that the Academy was not to be trifled with, yet she had not enshrined the portraits of everyone in the Academy, especially Wang Wen, and worshipped them every day to memorize that face that she was not to be trifled with!
Unfortunately, it was all too late.
When gods fight, mortals suffer.
The men he brought were almost entirely wiped out after only being slightly affected by the "divine war" over there.
The influence cultivated over many years has dwindled to almost nothing.
Even if he survives this trip, he will be severely weakened and will no longer have the will to fight. He just wants to go back to his hometown and spend time with his mother.
Brother Bear struggled to his feet, his body feeling as if it were falling apart.
Looking around, all that could be seen was widespread devastation.
Seeing Qiqi awake, her eyes filled with terror, Qiqi face haggard and ugly.
He didn't hit her again.
He just sighed deeply, watching as the Academy students in the distance were focused on important matters and had no time to pay attention to them, these little rascals.
He mustered his strength to check on his underlings and rouse those who still had energy.
Then they either helped or lifted him up.
He slowly withdrew his scattered men, away from this terrible place, and went to a hospital to treat their injuries and save their lives.
then.
Brother Bear and his group left.
The three guards from the Guard Department were also quick-witted; they had already fled to some unknown corner of the world when the man in black appeared.
Ordinary people who wanted to watch the spectacle avoided it like the plague, and even supermarkets and tobacco and alcohol stalls closed their doors and locked their windows, hiding themselves completely.
This path outside the billiards room.
Only Wang Wen remained.
And opposite them was the black-robed man who had just taken a punch from Mo Ran and was spitting out mouthfuls of blood.