Chapter 1307: But the Content Is So Heart-Wrenching

The purely hard physical collision actually produced a dazzling explosion of energy, and even the entire space visibly twisted and expanded, then spread out like ripples.

Anthony, Negris, and the others could strangely see their own forms twisting and deforming, just like the feeling of being soaked in water with one's head above the surface, and when a ripple comes, the body under the water sways.

These Star God bodies didn't feel much, but Yennefer, with a flesh-and-blood body, arched her body in discomfort, and the scales on her body stood up one by one.

The spatial rift closest to them simply collapsed silently.

The Undead Monarch and the King of Feilie were shaken back a distance. They looked at each other and collided again without a word. Bang! Boom! Bang bang boom!

Their bodies crossed each other from time to time, or bounced away after colliding. Every contact erupted with terrifying shockwaves and dazzling energy explosions, as well as spatial distortion, making everyone tremble with fear.

This was a void without air. The impact produced by their battle was transmitted purely through spatial ripples. The true destructive power was a hundred times more terrifying than what the eyes could see. It was truly the kind where you die if you graze it and explode if you touch it.

Watching them fight more and more intensely, everyone couldn't help but retreat further and further, giving them more space. Negris couldn't help but mutter: "The battle with the Old Star didn't have such a big commotion."

The Blue God Star heard this from the side and glared at him indignantly, but did not refute this statement because it was a fact.

The Monarch's battle with it looked large in scale, with a flame flow of hundreds of kilometers at every turn, but the intensity was really not as high as the one before their eyes. The Blue God Star very much doubted that even if its true body came, it would be smashed to pieces by such an intense battle.

Are Star Skeletons this terrifying?

The Monarch and the King of Feilie were purely colliding head-on. They had no tricks, because any skill was meaningless here.

The King of Feilie used flash displacement, but the Monarch's speed was no slower than the flash. The King of Feilie unleashed the Annihilation Barrier, but the barrier could only cover a certain range, and they exceeded this range after fighting for only a few moves.

The Monarch swung the Death Scythe, but it hit the King of Feilie with a "ding." Not only could it not hook out the soul, but even the Death Scythe was broken.

Even the soul armor on their bodies couldn't withstand their destructive power. After fighting for a few moves, it shattered. In the end, the two were not only bare-handed but also naked, punching and kicking, flying back and forth.

Throughout the entire battle process, the Monarch and the King of Feilie didn't have a single conversation.

Anthony was anxious: "Are they just going to fight like this? Can't they chat for a couple of sentences? Can't they take a break? At least they should ask what the King of Feilie wants."

This style of fighting upon meeting was too rude and direct. Did the King of Feilie have no demands? He caused such a big commotion, raised so many dragon souls and goblins, and hid for so many years—was it just to fight?

That was definitely impossible. There must be other demands. The King of Feilie was sent by Gomeizburg. When he mentioned Gomeizburg earlier, his reaction was very strong, and then he started beating people up, so Gomeizburg must be very important in his mind.

But the question was, in what way was it important? Was it the fear of not completing the mission, or the desire to complete it? Was it the resentment of being thrown here for hundreds of thousands of years and ignored, or the excitement of learning that people from his hometown had come?

One had to know his demands to prescribe the right medicine. Perhaps they could cooperate. Always fighting and killing—how bad that was.

Unfortunately, Anthony was not the Monarch, nor could he withstand a punch from the King of Feilie, otherwise he would have gone up to pull a few words out of him.

Just then, Ang suddenly stood up straight.

Everyone immediately became alert and looked around. Soon, they captured clusters of smoke slowly surrounding them silently.

A soul fluctuation came over: "Very vigilant, Star-borns. Very happy to meet you."

Anthony was overjoyed: It's here, it's here, Kubada! This tone sounded like there were demands. Good.

"Cough cough, how happy are you?" Anthony asked loudly.

"Hmm?" The other party had never seen this kind of routine and was stunned for a moment.

"Didn't you say you were very happy to meet us? How happy are you?" Anthony asked.

It turned out he was being played. The soul fluctuation said: "The kind of happy where I want to pry your white crystals out and crush them."

"Uh... Lightning, you go." Anthony was speechless. Had this guy never been scolded since his soul took shape? Was the damage so low?

Lightning stretched his neck and said: "We are also very happy to meet you. The kind of happy where we soak your souls in dragon dung and then let the Dragon-men sit back on them."

Soaking souls in dragon dung? Sitting back on them? These undead Dragon Gods might not recognize other things, but they definitely recognized dragon dung. These familiar things, plus the vivid description, instantly made all the souls imagine a lifelike picture.

"Uh..." Many dragon souls couldn't help but retch. It was too disgusting.

Among those smoke clouds, one cluster turned red and condensed into an undead in the shape of a Dragon-man. Then the scales on his body surged, and he roared: "I'll beat you into dragon dung right now!"

Lightning curled his lips: "I..."

However, the words were stopped by Anthony just as they came out. Why did Lightning's scolding have splash damage now? That picture was not only disgusting to the other party but also disgusting to them.

Stopping Lightning, Anthony shouted loudly at those undead Dragon Gods: "Wait a minute, don't you want to know why the King of Feilie slaughtered the Goblin City?"

All the undead Dragon Gods, including the guy who had transformed into a First-Rank Dragon God, were stunned upon hearing this.

Anthony's heart stirred, and he immediately said: "Do you know about the Goblin City? Do you know that the Goblin City was slaughtered? Do you know why the King of Feilie slaughtered all the goblins?"

Those smoke clouds condensed into undead, and some continued to transform into First-Rank Dragon Gods, but none of them attacked. Instead, they looked at each other and finally looked at the leading undead Dragon God.

Obviously, some of them knew about the Goblin City, but they were not in the same place as the goblins. Some even vaguely guessed why the goblins were killed.

The leading undead Dragon God snorted unnaturally and argued: "They were just some low-level creatures. The Emperor killed them, so he killed them. There is nothing that needs to be known."

"Hehe, because your Emperor can't beat our King." Having said this, Anthony pointed to the direction of the battle. The Monarch and the King of Feilie were fighting inextricably, and it looked like neither could take down the other for a while.

"Since he can't beat our King, he devoured the souls of all the goblins. If he still can't beat our King, he will definitely devour more souls. I hope you can find more souls in time, otherwise, you will have to sacrifice part, or all, of your souls," Anthony said with a smile, but the content of his words was so heart-wrenching.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1308 =====