The human fell silent, the flickering in his eyes revealing his inner struggle.
"Human, you do not have that long to think. Within five seconds, either disarm yourselves, or continue fighting!"
Ye Luo raised his right hand and spread his five fingers.
"Roar, roar..." The Zerglings on the ground immediately assumed attack stances. The wings on their backs fluttered slightly, while the claws on their limbs and the bladed joints were poised to strike.
"Four... three... two..." Ye Luo's countdown was quiet, yet it landed heavily on the hearts of every human on Kama Planet. Countless hearts could not help but beat along with his count. Many turned their eyes toward the council building, but even more looked toward the human in the sky.
The man they regarded as a god—Yidi Sak, a level-fifteen Zealot!
"One!" Ye Luo's gaze gradually turned cold. As his voice fell, he shook his head regretfully.
"Wait!" Just as every Kaimale human tightened their grip on their weapons and prepared to fight again, Yidi Sak spoke once more.
"All Kaimale military forces and private guards, disarm yourselves!" Yidi Sak practically forced the words out through his throat.
Seeing the god in their hearts choose surrender, choose compromise, some people let out a harsh breath of relief. Yet an even larger number felt nothing but bleakness in their hearts.
The combat zone packed with warriors was as silent as an uninhabited wilderness. Only the unwilling, furious breaths of a few soldiers echoed with the north wind.
Three seconds passed, yet not a single person put down their weapon.
Ye Luo frowned slightly. "It seems I overestimated you..."
Yidi Sak said nothing. As Ye Luo's words reached everyone's ears, quite a few soldiers gritted their teeth and lowered their weapons.
Ye Luo's words were like a spell.