"Have you heard? Recently, a masked man wearing a bamboo hat appeared in our realm sector. He challenged the strong across the world, swept through all races without defeat, and even the experts of the Celestial Race, Di Man Race, and Phoenix Race were each knocked from their horses by him. No one has even been able to make him use a second move..."
"Your news is already outdated. Even the Supreme Race's number one expert has been defeated by the Masked Man. Now, the Masked Man is hailed as the number one expert in our realm sector."
"Even the Supreme Race couldn't stop him? I wonder where this Masked Man came from. He's so powerful, yet no one had ever heard of him before. Could he have come from another realm sector, or perhaps the Immortal Court?"
"So what if he's powerful? No matter where he came from or how strong he is, he can't compare to our War God."
"That's for sure. Our War God is a truly invincible existence in this world. Let alone our realm sector—even looking across the entire universe, if anyone says the War God of our Sky City Wei Family ranks second, who would dare claim first place?"
"Hehe, of course. The Masked Man is smart enough to know his place if he hasn't come to challenge our War God."
At dusk, in front of Sky City's gates, the soldiers guarding the city chatted idly.
The sky had already darkened. Only the last trace of afterglow remained from the setting sun. Those who should have returned had returned, and those who should have left had left. Closing time was near, and at this hour, people generally no longer came or went.
The two guards were waiting for the time to close the gates