Chapter 312

"Still dreaming of your Alliance? You're likely to lose your life."

Seeing the situation clearly is a crucial ability for a Lord.

Only by seeing clearly how the situation develops can one ensure long-term survival.

The reason they managed to survive so long and endure until the Saint Rank is not without cause.

(Zhao's favor) More or less, they are eight out of trillions of people.

If they lacked any brains, that would be hard to justify.

"What? The Alliance Leader ran?"

"What ran? Where did he go?"

Meteor Lord transmitted a thought to Lu Ao.

"Check the messages yourself; it should be the one from thirty seconds ago."

Meteor Lord warned Lu Ao.

Lu Ao, after all, was cultivated by the Alliance from the start.

He still held many Alliance viewpoints.

His feelings toward the Alliance were the deepest.

But unfortunately, the Alliance is already destroyed.

Without an Alliance Leader, it is essentially a name without substance.

But quickly, Lu Ao immediately reacted.

"Damn, could it be..."

"That's right, it is exactly the 'run' you're thinking of."

Lu Ao's face twisted in an instant.

With a complex expression, he looked toward Lu Cang in the distance, and the massive Terraria.

On one hand, there was the Alliance that cultivated him.

On the other hand, there was the immensely powerful Cursed One before him.

Lu Ao's mood was also extremely complex.

But as an old veteran Lord,

in a mere instant, he had already made his decision!

"Please allow me to join the Cursed One faction!"

"I am willing to become a glorious Cursed One and participate in the campaign against the Alliance!"

To the side,

Weather Lord and Meteor Lord looked at Lu Ao's state.

Their faces were filled with shock.

The speed at which this favored son cultivated by the Alliance changed his face was even faster than theirs?