"Black King was dealing with the Evil God. He had no time to bother with something as trivial as the Mechanical God Cult. Hurry up and revive the Tyrant. This was Black King's order."
Bai Ye urged him on.
Dense sonic booms rang out in the distance. Over a hundred missiles broke through the sound barrier, trailing long crimson tails as they shot toward Ten Thousand Woods.
Gu Huangquan's expression changed. "Why didn't you say that earlier?!"
Bai Ye was so angry he wanted to kick him. You fucking never asked!
Gu Huangquan felt that he was about to die again. If the missiles hit him, his corpse would surely be blasted into pulp, impossible to piece back together.
He had not been worried at all before, believing Black King would cover for him.
Now, he panicked.
He suddenly bent down and slammed his white-gloved palm against the ground.
Deep, secluded light rose from the earth, and the ground instantly split apart.
Gu Huangquan shouted, "[Huangquan Guide]—Tyrant Yang Jie!!!"
The missiles screamed closer, trailing scorching white smoke as they rapidly enlarged in his vision.
His pupils instantly shrank to pinpoints. At that critical moment—
Bzzzz—!
Eerie dim light flared, and a pitch-black wooden coffin erupted from the ground, blocking the missiles before Gu Huangquan.
The instant the Black Coffin rose, time seemed to freeze!
More than a hundred white, several-meter-long light tactical air-to-ground missiles abruptly halted in midair.
Their tail flames continued burning outward, releasing tremendous thrust, yet they seemed restrained by some invisible force and could not advance another inch.
At the same time, the silver tide over ten meters high that had been ravaging the outskirts of Ten Thousand Woods froze eerily in midair.
The Ten Kings, who had been desperately holding back the Nanobug tide, were all