The final destination

"What are you laughing at?!"

He screamed hysterically, swinging his gun between Lin Nuo and the people around him.

"You filthy commoners! Inferior creatures! You all deserve—" "I've got it."

Ginny suddenly smiled as she watched the two furious Celestial Dragons before her.

"Ginny."

"Here!" Ginny immediately jumped up.

"Did you bring the camera?"

"Yes, yes!" Ginny patted the bag at her waist.

Lin Nuo nodded, then turned to the pirates around him and said slowly, "Since we've decided to strike at Imu's forces from every angle, why don't we start with their dignity?"

Ginny blinked. "What do you mean?"

"I mean killing them isn't enough. We have to break their spirits, too."

Lin Nuo stood and walked over to the two Celestial Dragons.

They instinctively stepped back, but immediately stopped and puffed out their chests.

"Think about it." Lin Nuo looked back at Ginny. "What would happen if, a few days from now, the newspapers ran photos of Celestial Dragons pinned beneath a bunch of pirates' feet, helplessly raging?"

Ginny froze for a moment, then her eyes lit up.

"Oh!"

"That's exactly what those vain pigs in the Holy Land fear most!"

Ivankov came over too, his eyes shining. "Oh-ho! That's a brilliant idea!"

He looked at the two Celestial Dragons, a meaningful smile curling his lips. "They've lorded it over everyone for eight hundred years. It's about time they learned what it feels like to be trampled underfoot."

Ginny and Ivankov exchanged a glance.

The next second, both rushed forward.

"Gerlo! Quick! Beat him up!"

Ginny raised her camera and aimed it at the two Celestial Dragons.

"I'll take the pictures!"

Ivankov egged them on from the side. "Yes! Hit him! Hit him hard!"

The two zombies, Gerlo and Dorum, chuckled as they approached the Celestial Dragons.

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