Jia Sha's proposal was rejected by Lord Zhenjin, and the priest's voice suddenly turned severe, "Holy Temple Knight, you need to think about the greater good."
Lord Zhenjin's gaze was resolute, "I'd rather think about my comrades, priest!"
Jia Sha sneered, and suddenly a lightning bolt appeared out of nowhere, aiming for Zi Di.
Zi Di couldn't react in time and could only watch the lightning strike at her feet.
After a moment of astonishment, everyone immediately burst into uproar.
"Father Almighty, what are you doing?!"
"That lightning just now, did you control it?"
"What on earth are you trying to do?!"
"What am I trying to do?" Jia Sha roared, "I'm only trying to save time! Now is not the time to doubt each other, bring up the Divine Artifact at once! Otherwise, the next lightning bolt won't strike so indiscriminately."
"Xiong Dun, Chai Zha, how much longer are you Guardian Knights going to dawdle?"
"Hurry up and bring the Divine Artifact."
"This is an order!"
