"Kill!"
At the command, the hundreds of thousands of people let out a loud cry. They summoned all their internal energy, charging in Chester's direction. Their screams were piercing enough to send a chill down one's spine!
F*ck!
At the sight of the approaching members of the Heavenly Alliance, Chester clenched his fists tightly. Had Grunt lost it, pulling a stunt like this? The plan had been for everyone to head to the Five Poison Sect together to capture Skylar and reclaim the Devil Sealed Mirror— that was the priority. Who did Grunt think he was, going against ground rules like that?
There were only a few tens of thousands of the Carters there. How were they supposed to take on the hundreds of thousands of members from the Heavenly Alliance?
Chester's rage grew by the second.
The Carters were definitely people of status in the Nine Mainlands. What would become of their pride, challenged by the Heavenly Alliance like this. Well, they would fight to the very end, even if it would mean a great loss of their energy!
"Listen up! Since the Heavenly Alliance insists on going against the rules, we shall leave no space for mercy as well! Attack!" Chester commanded. The Carters standing behind him began to channel their internal energy, charging forward to meet the attack. A battle broke out between them and the members of the Heavenly Alliance.
"Grunt!"
Dax's eyes blazed scarlet, his grip on his Sky Breaking Ax deathly tight as he soared towards the heavens in Grunt's direction. "You give my wife's life back to me!"
Buzz!
In the middle of his cry, Dax felt an overwhelming burst of internal energy. His Sky Breaking Ax shone with a blinding glow, radiating a sinister aura that quickly enveloped Grunt.
At the same time, Chester as well as the other skilled practitioners of the Carter clan began to soar forward to join Dax in his attack on Grunt.
"Argh…"
All that could be heard next were the clashing of weapons and anguished cries from both parties, soaring to and from the heavens and the grund.
This…
The other sect leaders watched on, an unreadable expression across their faces. Many of them moved to retreat to a distance, watching from afar. To these people, Grunt may have been a tyrant, but he did, after all, come from the Godly Region. He was someone of frightful skill, and deserved to have his wishes obeyed.
Yet, not all the sect masters stood aside to watch!
"Members of the Elixir Sect, take orders!"
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