"Do you know how many of our fallen heroes are buried in this land?"
"Do you know how many of our ancestors toiled with their faces to the earth and their backs to the sky to cultivate this land, inch by inch?"
"Now you come with a lousy sword and want to steal it."
"And you have the gall to claim it's for your people. Heh."
The old man laughed in fury.
Rolling up his sleeves, he cursed, "The Dragon Kingdom never blames heaven or others. If we lived on Kou Island, we'd have fucking reclaimed land from the sea and expanded that lousy island countless times over by now."
"This is the second time you've taken up arms against us. The first time, you lost and retreated to Kou Island."
"This time, you won't get another chance."
The old man said no more.
His deep eyes fixed on the countless enemy troops ahead.
He sneered.
Slowly, he spread his large hand.
"When it comes to plunder, I'm your fucking forefather."
"Come!"
He roared.
Countless streams of multicolored energy flew out of the enemy ranks.
Like translucent ribbons, they slowly gathered into a dazzling mass of energy in the old man's palm.
"This... this is..."
Seimei's eyes widened in terror.
There were still over ten thousand Awakened from Kou Island outside the city.
Now, like deflated balloons, every one of them slumped to the ground.
Some with weaker cultivation were even sucked into dried husks on the spot.
The old man forcibly drained all their energy.
No wonder Seimei was so terrified. Such an overbearing Special Ability was simply unheard of.
"My Special Ability is plunder. You fucking tried to rob me? All I can say is... you've got some fucking nerve."
Seimei's hair stood on end.
The combined energy