Boom!
After a loud boom rang out, at least thirty four black clothed guards from the kingdom under the Northern Emperor vanished forever at that location.
Many people present had witnessed that law-powered cannon before. Indeed, it was absurdly powerful. Such artillery fire had utterly destroyed several immortal mountains in Pompeii Fairyland. And now, it had struck people for real. More importantly, the people from the kingdom under the Northern Emperor were bombarded.
“Who fired the cannon?”
“They bombarded the wrong people, didn’t they? Why would they make such a huge blunder?
The onlookers from the sidelines were shocked. It was clearly Northern Emperor Dust’s airship.
Consequently, it killed the people under the Northern Emperor. If it was not a blunder, then what was it?
At the same time, that cannon also reminded everyone of the artillery’s firepower.
Its power was not apparent when the immortal mountains and immortal islands were bombarded previously. Still, now, a cannon had killed so many deity-tier powerhouses, it had caused many to feel their blood freeze.
Even some timid onlookers at the scene immediately turned around and left… A gentleman stayed away from the dangerous situation, and the artillery fire on that airship picked its target indiscriminately.
What should they do if it were to hit them due in the wrong direction all of a sudden?
They would not have a shoulder to cry on…
Northern Emperor Dust was also dumbfounded. Then, he was heartbroken.
Those black-clothed guards, who had been with him for countless years, were elites that he had cultivated after painstakingly spending unlimited energy and resources. Basically, he would take them wherever he went. They were his most trusted right-hand men. He remembered every name among those people… They were existences more precious than beauties.
Now, a total of thirty-eight men were killed instantly. Although the remaining black-clothed guards survived, they were seriously injured. Many had broken limbs and tendons, whereas some Divine Fetuses were destroyed. Without the Divine Fetus, it was equivalent to completely losing the qualification for advancement.
The white-clothed young man’s figure appeared at the entrance of the control room.
The Northern Emperor grimaced and glared at him twice. Eventually, he held back and pointed at the Benares Dragon, Neela, and the supporters around her a s be said, “Aim more precisely. Kill everyone else except this dragon.”
“Alright, Emperor!” Hound agreed and entered the control room once again.
However…
A young man, who had been stripped of his clothes, lay slumped in the corner of the control room. His facial features looked precisely the same as Hound, who had come in. He was glaring resentfully at the clothed Hound right now, but he could not say a word.
The Ancestral Bodhi Tree’s roots fully entangled his body. Some of them even entered his orifices.
That man was the real Hound El-warthog Dragonia.
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