From within the speaker flowers came a strident cry from Tang Dun, as if this was the only way to release his inner shock.
Zheng Qing tightly gripped the brass telescope in his hand, his knuckles turning white.
He knew what Tang Dun was astonished at.
In fact, his feelings were just as shocked.
Several hundred meters away from the attacking sheep monster group, Queen Qiong, riding a deer, appeared just over a small hill. She almost simultaneously spotted the Wild Demon King across from her.
Yet she appeared not to pull out the Law book, summon wooden stakes, stones and vines to build defensive positions, nor show any willingness to draw defensive formations on the ground and wait for support.
Or rather, she seemed to have absolutely no sense of urgency.
Upon spotting the scarlet-eyed, hideous sheep monster king, the queen hopped off the deer's head and landed lightly on the ground.
She then turned her head and said something to the towering 'Four Dissimilars'.
