Chapter 132: Finally Taken In (710)

Faced with Li Ang, who had just defeated another Long Wang, the mixed-bloods dared not defy his order.

All who could still move entered the ruined bronze palace, as meek as quails.

"You've got quite some nerve," Li Ang said, utterly unconcerned with his appearance, settling himself atop Sleipnir's corpse.

Hearing this, the Nü Zhu, leader of the Shenzhou mixed-bloods, barely controlled her emotions and stepped forward to answer: "Your Highness jests— that King of Sky and Wind waged war on Shenzhou without authorization; we naturally came to investigate."

The girl had many questions in her mind.

For instance, why had this sovereign chosen not to kill the King of Sky and Wind, but instead appeared to protect him?

And why had this sovereign displayed such an absurdly extreme regenerative ability during the battle?

Nü Zhu was certain no other Long Wang possessed such regenerative ability.

Otherwise, the King of Sky and Wind would never have shown such arrogance.

Unfortunately, Nü Zhu dared not voice any of these questions, for they likely touched upon a sovereign's secrets.

Watching the super mixed-bloods before him, now far more restrained than last time, Li Ang could not help but smile: "Don't rush—I'll tell you exactly what happened today."

At that moment, Lao Tang arrived beside Li Ang, carrying "Odin": "Just as you said—he's merely a puppet."

"I've temporarily blocked Odin's control over him using an alchemical matrix."

As he spoke, he carefully studied Li Ang, who showed not a single wound.

Lao Tang's mind kept replaying the scene where Li Ang used Reverse Birth: Three Layers to repair the massive hole in his chest.

He was certain this was not the power of the dragon race.

Pure-blooded dragons could achieve something akin to rebirth through cocooning, but their self-healing in battle would never be so extreme.

Not even a Long Wang could achieve that.

'So it's a power gained after blood replacement.'

'Or did he possess this ability even before the blood replacement?'

Lao Tang favored the latter—he now understood why Li Ang had been so calm during the blood replacement.

As this King of Bronze and Fire pondered, Li Ang spoke: "I know you all believe my brother and I defeated the King of Sky and Wind."

"But unfortunately—"

"The one who appeared just now was merely a puppet under His control. Didn't Pompey make a public appearance far from here?"

He pointed at the man in Lao Tang's hands, who appeared to be asleep.

In fact, not only Odin, but the Gungnir from earlier was also a Counterfeit.

Li Ang didn't believe his current level could so easily intercept the real, always-hitting spear.

Hearing this, the mixed-bloods froze, then their faces filled with confusion.

Only Nü Zhu seemed to grasp something, stroking her chin thoughtfully: "You mean—"

"The King of Sky and Wind appeared today merely to resolve the trouble caused by that rumor?"

Talking with a smart person was easy.

Li Ang couldn't help but think: "You're right—he appeared today to fake his death and escape."

Undeniably, Odin's plan was highly feasible: faking death to vanish back into darkness while solidifying Pompey's identity.

Unfortunately, he failed—the Norse sovereign had calculated everything, but never anticipated that Li Ang knew of his ability to control puppets.

This was a victory of information disparity.

Yet at this moment, Nü Zhu's expression turned hesitant: "This is merely your word—"

"It likely won't affect the Catulus family much."

The girl wasn't questioning this Long Wang—she was simply stating the truth.