"Submit, or die!"
War King looked coldly at the remaining three Gold Tier experts, ready to unleash a thunderous strike at any moment.
Dream City was not lacking in Gold Tier experts. As long as they expanded their operations, they could continuously cultivate new Gold Tier experts.
Gold Tier experts they cultivated themselves were naturally more trustworthy than those who had submitted afterward.
Moreover, after eliminating the strongest ones, it would be easier to rule these cities and reduce thoughts of rebellion.
In just one or two generations, they would completely merge into Dream City.
But Gold Tier experts had far too long a lifespan. As long as they lived, they exerted influence at all times.
Seeming to faintly sense the killing intent emanating from the other side, the three Gold Tier experts instantly became alert. They understood that the other side might want to kill them and leave behind a cleaner city.
"We are willing to submit."
After hesitating for a moment, compared to life itself, submitting to someone stronger was clearly easier to accept.
They had only just become Gold Tier experts. The three of them had not lived enough yet and still wanted to keep enjoying life.
But if they died, they would truly have nothing left.
Besides, joining a Gold Tier faction was not necessarily a bad thing.
On the contrary, for many Gold Tier experts, it was a good thing. With a powerful backer behind them, it was much safer to go out and handle matters.
It was just that they had grown accustomed to acting as local tyrants in a place like this, and their way of thinking had not changed in time.
Now that they had come to their senses, there really was no need to fight this war.
As for Sky King,