Having finally gotten to enjoy some good food, Kelos wanted no part in their conversation, but now that the other man had dragged him into it, he could only look up at Li Yongle and nod before going back to eating.
To think that on such a low-level planet, there was actually a Nebula-level expert who was a divine sense master. Coming here had been a terrible mistake.
"Chairman, something terrible has happened!" The bald man shouted as he sprinted desperately, arriving before Huo Zhenggang out of breath.
"I wanted to let you lose with some dignity, but it seems you missed that opportunity." The corners of Bro's mouth lifted slightly. Clearly, he no longer intended to focus on defense.
At that moment, Short-Legged Tiger's eyes held murderous intent, his gaze like a vicious wolf's as he likewise stared fixedly at Lin Chen.
Streams of fire flew across the sky, powerful fire magic pouring forth without any embellishment.
"General Lu, these are Marshal Su's orders. Please don't make things difficult for us, all right?" the scattered enemy soldiers said.
"Ugh..." With a splutter, Ma Chengfeng opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of viscous liquid. It was not blood. The liquid was grayish brown and smelled unbearably foul, just like the stench of decay on Old Master Liu the night before.
The Snail King let out an utterly agonized roar, then began charging madly as though he had lost his mind, snapping one towering tree after another.
"Yes!" After answering, Martin glanced at Kais, who sat in a corner of the banquet, and, after some thought, recounted Li Yongle's private meeting with Kais.
If she denied this, then lending [Tachibana Dōsetsu's Raikiri] to "Satsuki Kakeru" would have broken the rules, easily giving Luo Jie an opening to challenge her