115: Thor, die!

Bang... Bang bang bang... Earth-shattering explosions resounded incessantly.

"Speaker!"

Lin Yan, whose body was flying backward, roared loudly.

"I see him!" Jiang Mobai vanished from his spot in a single step.

Swish—!

Thor, whose Aura had suddenly plummeted, trembled. He slowly lowered his head to look at the battle saber that had pierced through his chest.

Completely ignoring the blood gushing from his mouth, he grabbed the blade and roared at the cold-faced Jiang Mobai in front of him.

"I am not wrong!!!"

"I am saving Blue Star!!"

"The ones who are wrong are you!!"

Jiang Mobai's hands suddenly exerted force, pulling out the battle saber.

"Thor!"

"You are definitely wrong!"

"Cough..." A mouthful of scarlet blood erupted from Thor's mouth.

His body involuntarily staggered back a step.

"I... am not... wrong..."

With such a low murmur,

his eyes, which were once bright and spirited, turned dull and lifeless. His right hand, which had been tightly gripping the sword hilt, hung limply. His body fell rapidly toward the ground like a kite with a broken string.

The wind whistled past his ears as his vision gradually blurred. Before his eyes, a vast, boundless army that pressured the stars appeared, along with a supreme youth seated upon a throne.

"They... are truly strong... we can't stop... them..."

Bang—!

A heavy object slammed into the ground, sending dust and smoke swirling.

"Throne!!"

The First-Grade King Rank experts from the two countries shrieked.

Swish—!

A black stream of light flashed past their heads.

Blood sprayed out like a fountain.

Bang... bang bang... several more sounds of objects hitting the ground rang out violently.

Lin Yan reached out and caught the heavenly emperor halberd.

He had heard everything Thor just said.

It was nothing more than a high-sounding excuse for his own fear of death.

From the moment they chose to defect to the exotic beasts and establish the Dark Cultists, he and Adolf were destined to be wrong!

At that moment,

Jiang Mobai, after handing Bard over to the three King Rank experts from Grizzly Bear Country, came before him. He looked at the youth with a complex expression, momentarily unsure of what to say.

Lin Yan smiled and winked.

"Speaker."

"Do you still want to arrest me now?"

Hearing this question, a flash of awkwardness crossed Jiang Mobai's face, and he scolded with a laugh.

"You brat!"

Immediately after, he gave a light sigh.

"Are you sure you want to go to Magic City?"

Lin Yan glanced at the personnel from the two countries being continuously killed on the ravaged earth.

"Of course."

Jiang Mobai fell silent for a moment.

"I know I can't stop you now."

"But I still have to tell you, the Yao Race Martial Artist who came to Blue Star is terrifying."

"Even Brother Zhou, with his Early Stage Third-Grade cultivation and Late Stage Third-Grade combat power, is no match for him."

"Not only that."

"There is also the strongest king of the Great Ocean, the Dark Flood Dragon King."

"A powerful exotic beast with Late Stage Third-Grade strength."

"If it weren't for that Yao Race individual appearing to be interested in Brother Zhou,"

"Magic City would have fallen long ago."

"So, do you still want to go?"

His voice seemed to be swallowed by the surrounding air, sounding somewhat ethereal.

After saying these words, he slowly raised his head, his gaze locked tightly onto the youth before him, as if he wanted to see through those eyes as clear as water to discern the most honest thoughts deep within.

However,

all he saw was a faint smile on the youth's face.

"Then, I should go all the more."

It was indeed much as he had anticipated.

Fortunately, Jiang Mobai had arrived and his strength was not simple; otherwise, in the battle just now, he really would have had to risk being heavily injured for a day to open one of his states.

A day.

In the current situation of Magic City, every second wasted was an endless crisis.

"Let's go!"

Lin Yan vanished from the spot in a single step.

Jiang Mobai watched the stream of light that was about to disappear from his vision, his lips parted slightly.

Wait!

Is this kid really reckless or just acting?

He didn't have any reaction at all after hearing that?

He immediately flickered to follow, an incredible thought flashing through his mind.

With this kid's temperament... could it be that he wasn't using his full strength just now?

This thought gave Jiang Mobai a start.

Was he preparing a trump card to go show off big time in Magic City?

Really?

Although it seemed fake, for some reason,

he felt it was very real!

At that moment,

Boom—!

A sudden, fleeting, powerful Aura appeared ahead.

Jiang Mobai's pupils constricted slightly.

Holy mother of...!

He's making a Breakthrough while flying?!!

And it's a Breakthrough of two minor Realms?!

It was one thing during the Martial Artist stage, but this kid is still like this at King Rank?!

"Ding!"

"Advancement of two minor Realms complete."

"Remaining charge value: 80%"

The corners of Lin Yan's mouth curled up slightly as his speed surged again.

Not only did he obtain nine stars for his first index at King Rank, but his luck with the first lottery draw was also quite good.

【cultivation】: First-Grade Late Stage

【Combat Power Evaluation】: Normal State: Third-Grade Early Stage; Single Gate Active: Fourth-Grade Early Stage; Dual Gates Active: Fifth-Grade Early Stage

...On that indestructible city wall of Magic City, the sea breeze lightly brushed the hair and hem of the figure in green standing silently.

Xia Zhou gazed at the distant horizon where the sea was gradually turning the color of a fish's belly, his eyes revealing a hint of indescribable complexity.

That brat... In his slightly trembling eyes, the face of a determined youth was reflected.

"The King Breakthrough I promised you, I have done it."

"The aftermath I promised you, I have also handled it."

"And you must also do as you promised me—to wait for me."

Those three sentences echoed in the ears of Blue Star's strongest person for a long time, lingering without fading.

"Truly stubborn..."

A soft and low murmur slowly rose, as if carrying endless emotion and helplessness, yet also revealing a hint of firmness and resolve.

"Then I shall wait for you!"

Xia Zhou stared at the dense silhouettes of exotic beasts continuously emerging from the surging sea. He straightened his back and stepped steadily into the air, one step at a time.

"Dragon Country!"

"Only fight! No surrender!"

Those four words were like a thunderclap, spreading in all directions.

Boom—!

A thunderous roar resounded from behind him.

The countless Dragon Country Martial Artists atop the city wall raised their weapons in unison and shouted together.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!!"

The sound was like a torrent, breaking through the clouds and reaching straight to the heavens... The scene shifted.

Above a group of King Rank exotic beasts radiating powerful Auras,

a youth standing with his hands behind his back was flying leisurely through the air at a speed that seemed nonchalant yet precise.

"Heh heh..."

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly as he let out a meaningful chuckle. His eyes, deep as the stars, carried a bit of playfulness and disdain as he quietly looked toward the distant Great Wall from which deafening roars emanated.

"Human Race..."

"No matter where they go, they always display such a similar posture of ignorance."

As the youth shook his head slightly, he looked at the green-clad figure flying straight toward him, a hint of pity flashing in his eyes.

"It's just a pity for such an excellent colosseum slave."

His words were like those of a high and mighty deity looking down upon all things in the world.