Words swiftly appeared on the Golden Weird Mirror, displaying the answer to Luo Fan's question directly on its surface!
Eighth-tier Fierce Beasts: one!
Seventh-tier Fierce Beasts: two!
Sixth-tier Fierce Beasts: five!
Fierce Beasts below the fifth tier: five hundred!
Fierce Beasts below the third tier: eighteen thousand!
Luo Fan leaned back in his chair and stared at the ceiling, his expression grave.
This lineup was far too excessive.
The highest-ranked person in the Holy City was City Lord Ding Wanning, and even she was only a fifth-tier Sequence User.
The fifth tier against the eighth tier-a gap of three major tiers. They were not even on the same scale.
Even with the fourth-tier Sequence Users of the Upper Ring and Han Xiangdong added in, they would still fall far short.
Moreover, an eighth-tier Fierce Beast's intelligence was already on par with a human's.
Why exactly was it organizing such a massive force to attack the Holy City out of nowhere?
Simply to hunt humans?
Luo Fan thought that possibility was minuscule.
There had to be another reason.
He remembered the Golden Weird Mirror's earlier price!
Two sixth-tier weird crystals would reveal the truth behind the beast tide.
He could afford two sixth-tier weird crystals, but why should he pay?
Luo Fan reached up and patted his head. He had nearly forgotten.
Hadn't the City Lord said it? The Holy City would provide the weird crystals.
He could hand his questions over to her. Whether she was willing to pay that price was up to her.
He stood, walked to the window, and looked outside.
It was late at night, and the moon hung on the horizon, casting a wash of cold silver light.
Going to see the City Lord at this hour seemed somewhat inappropriate. After all, there were boundaries