"I died such a horrible death."
"I want revenge."
"I'll kill every last one of you Dragon Kingdom people."
Countless hideous, terrifying faces emerged from the spear's shaft.
They were all members of the Alien Races who had died at Lei Zi's hands.
Their resentment and hatred had condensed into this Super Giant Spear.
On a mountaintop dozens of miles away.
A white-clad figure drifted down.
Then two burly figures slammed into the ground at the same time.
Overlord, Instructor, and White Garment.
The three stared at the blood sacrifice spear in the sky, their expressions grave.
"Blood Sacrifice... how ruthless."
"At the cost of denying thousands upon thousands of their clansmen's souls eternal rest... even I'd have trouble taking this strike."
The two looked anxiously at White Garment.
At this moment, only White Garment could resolve this by intervening.
"These Alien Races are fucking sick."
Overlord spat. "Using their own clansmen's souls as a weapon-aren't they afraid of being struck down by lightning?"
"They're still a little better than your two sons." Instructor chuckled, his hands behind his back. "When it comes to being sick, if your Old Ninth claimed second place, no one in the world would dare claim first."
"Ahem." White Garment nodded in wholehearted agreement. "Your two sons killed all these people. I think Instructor has a point, too."
"Are you going to do something or not? If you aren't, I'm going to kick your ass."
Overlord snapped irritably at White Garment.
"There's no need for me to intervene. Even you, their father, might not understand these two boys' potential."
White Garment looked somewhat wistful.
"Roar!"
Amid the ghostly wails and howls.
The blood sacrifice spear kept swelling.
Ruan Huaimin slit his wrist, strengthening the spear with his own blood.
"Go to hell!"
Boom!
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