Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement, dispelling the thought of chasing after the God of Heaven War and the Earth War God.
Meanwhile, Protector Moore, standing atop the Nine-winged Black Hawk, looked down at Lucas Mitchell disdainfully from above, saying, "White Mitchell, stop struggling. You've killed so many of our people. Regardless, you must die today."
"Stop talking rubbish and bring it on."
Without any expression on his face, White Mitchell responded, and instantly a sword appeared in his hand, which he thrust towards the Nine-winged Black Hawk.
Upon seeing, Protector Moore pulled out a bone flute, and started playing.
Then, he turned around and waved his hand. All the experts of the Heavenly Dragon City flew into the air and landed steadily on the ground.
"My Nine-winged Black Hawk's combat abilities are on par with those who had reached the Foundation Establishment stage. Allow it to entertain you," Protector Moore said confidently to White Mitchell.
