Chapter 263
The light curtain created by this Divine Tree did not truly block the attacks.
Instead, it transferred the damage of those attacks to the land of the Behemoths.
Terrifying Saint-tier damage exploded across the Behemoth world!
【Lord of Falling Stars】
He is of the Supreme Saint level and possesses Mythic grade.
Among the Eight Great Lords, he is the second most powerful.
He controls one-third of the territory in the north.
His strength far exceeds the combined might of the other Saint-tier lords.
Only he can mobilize dozens of Saint-tier units simultaneously.
Below, Bi Nulu's heart was also shaken.
This is the Divine Tree of the Behemoth race.
Yet, under this lord's attack, it nearly failed to defend.
The intensity of the attack almost exceeded the upper limit of a single shield.
Are Saint-tier lords in the human world truly that powerful?
However... "Six Eight Seven" Bi Nulu did not know.
In the east of the human world, there is a non-Saint-tier lord who is beating up the so-called "powerful" Saint-tier lords.
【Lianmengde Alliance】
In the central region of the humans, the Lianmengde Alliance headquarters.
The Alliance Leader looked at the continuous stream of battle reports.
His brows furrowed together.
Forming a character resembling "Chuan".
What the hell, these Saint-tier lords.
What the f*** are they fighting?
This strange casualty ratio.
Left the Lianmengde Alliance Leader completely numb.
Three Mythic-grade Saint-tier lords, two of whom are Supreme Saints.
And they still couldn't take down a Mortal Saint?
And the group of lords attacking Lu Cang in the east is even more absurd.
They sent a full four Saint-tier lords.
That is one more than the western group.
Although they were lacking in quality.
But the problem is Lu Cang is only at the sixth tier; does it take four Saint-tier lords to fight a sixth-tier lord?
In the past, this was something one wouldn't even need to think about.
A Saint-tier fighting a sixth-tier is simply nonsense!
It is too absurd.
But the fact standing before these lords is that four Saint-tier lords went there.
One completely disappeared.
Gone without a trace, whereabouts unknown.
One defected publicly, directly joining the Cursed faction.
One had his strongest giant killed and lost his will to fight.
One dared not act, strolled around the battlefield, openly gave up, and after a full tour, teleported away on the spot.
The Lianmengde Alliance Leader, seeing these returned battle reports.
His first feeling was.
These four Saint-tier lords, did they come to act out a play for me?
What did they fight?
Backstabbing each other, slacking off, and bragging while fighting the boss.
Against outsiders, they immediately threw themselves away, strolled around, and defected.
Damn it, can't they do something serious?
"I can't take it anymore; these stupid Saint-tier lords, I must ascend to the Forbidden realm."
"If I don't enter the Emergency Realm, I'm afraid I can never control them."
"However, this Lu Cang is indeed very strange."
Although he felt that these Saint-tier lords seemed to be acting out a play for him.
The fact that these lords were driven away by a sixth-tier Lu Cang.
Indeed also shows that this Lu Cang has a problem.
It is very likely that this Lu Cang already possesses Saint-tier combat power.
Moreover, the Echo Lord should not be a fool either.
Her making such a rebellious move must have her own considerations.
In that case...
It seems this operation has become full of mysteries.
Could this Lu Cang truly possess the strength to contend with the Alliance?
"Never mind. In fifteen days, I will ascend to Forbidden."
"Once the Red Moon arrives, I can complete the ritual. A Forbidden Lord should be able to crush all Saint-tier beings directly."
Although massive problems have erupted across the lands.
Yet at this moment, the Alliance Leader's mood, while irritable, cannot be described as extremely irritable.
Mainly because he holds an absolute trump card.
That is his own imminent ascension to Forbidden.
Fifteen days is not a long time.
He has lived for so long.
He has already lived for three hundred years.
Among them, he lingered at the Tier-Ten Lord realm for a hundred years.
He even once believed that Tier-Ten was the peak of this world.
But later, he saw hope of ascending to Saint-tier.
And when he thought Saint-tier was a dead end,
he was shown hope of ascending to Forbidden.
Long ages, hundreds of years of waiting.
Compared to hundreds of years of waiting,
these brief fifteen days
should pass in the blink of an eye.
So, he is not in a hurry.
After living long enough, the concept of time grows ever fainter.
Let these Lords act out their plays.
Only the Beamon invasion in the West is what worries him somewhat.
He does not know whether a Forbidden-tier Lord will arrive in the West.
…………
【World Channel】
"Have the Cursed truly risen?"
"Damn, even Saint-tier Lords have been defeated."
This period can only be described as a constant barrage of shocks; one explosive news item after another strikes the hearts of ordinary Lords.
Lu Cang snatching the boss was only recent information.
End of Chapter
