Chapter 594: You Stole All the Thunder

Translator: Noodletown Translations  Editor: Noodletown Translations

Everyone in St. Heinz’ grand palace was slightly surprised.

Of course, even though this scene was unexpected, they continued watching calmly.

“I think Wilson is preparing the main cannons in the godly palace, right?” The voice came from the projected image of an old man who wore a pure-white priest robe. Obviously, he was a high-level official of the godly palace.

The moment he said it, three hexagonal stone gates opened in the ancient stone palace, revealing three black cannon muzzles.

Even without firing, they emitted a horrifying suppression.

At this moment, several figures flew out of the grand palace.

The person in the middle was Wilson, the Land of Thorns. He was the powerful existence who had sat in the center of the grand palace in a luxurious black robe with golden patterns.

The six knights were wearing armor of different colors, and the three prophets in black spiritual robes flanked him.

They floated in mid-air as if gravity didn’t apply to them.

“We should give you the most severe godly punishment for your previous sins,”‘Land of Thorns’ Wilson said, “Our god is merciful and will give you a chance to redeem yourselves. As long as you hand over the hostages and accept our god’s glory, I think the god will forgive you.”

They were surprised that these barbaric natives dared to come to them, and they would grab this opportunity to realize their goal.

As mentioned before, they needed a glorious victory, and subduing the barbaric natives without bloodshed was a good way to achieve this goal.

“Oh! What do I see? Are these barbaric natives crazy?” The image turned to another battlefield.

At this moment, on the border of Dajin, the internet café army encountered the godly palace legion which had conquered the three saint factions and was marching towards the Heavenly Abyss Sea.

“No! These barbaric natives are crazy. I feel like the barbaric natives on the other battlefield are going to come to us as well.” Luther suddenly changed his tone and said, “Do you think it looks like that they are here to surrender?”

“It’s hard to imagine! Instead of wearing armor, their warrior are wearing white clothes; are they going to a wedding or a ball?”

His teasing words made the audience chuckle.

However, it was quiet in St. Heinz’s grand palace. The lofty existences were not a bit disturbed.

They only watched and wondered if these barbaric natives were going surrender.

They were certain about the outcome of this war.

After all, nothing but pathetic defeat awaits these barbaric natives. What other outcome can there be?

Compared to the battlefield at the Spiritual State, only one figure flew out of the godly palace. He wore fiery red armor and carried a huge sword on his back.

While flying high up in the sky, he looked down and said with intense disdain, “Are you here to surrender?”

“He’s the famous sky knight, Mr. Hex, the Knight of Furious Flame!” Luther introduced, “He’s a top-tier master only next to the ‘Morning Star of Burning Flame’.”

“Mr. Hex probably thinks that these barbaric natives don’t deserve the efforts of Mr. Austin, the Morning Star of Burning Flame. From what I know, there are few level 8 masters on this land, but Mr. Austin has reached level 9! I’m afraid that he can subdue all these barbaric natives all by himself.”

At this moment, Nalan Hongwu stood on the bow of the spiritual ship.

While wearing pure white clothes, his white hair was tied behind his head, and the black longsword on his belt was sheathed.

He said mildly, “You should not be here.”

Instead of using the Spiritual State language, he spoke the language of the outlanders.

Besides eating melon and drinking red tea every day in the shop, Jessica and her companions had taught them some spiritual spells including the Language Inspiration Spell.

“Ugh… This guy…” At this moment, the young people including Cia and Joseph, other warriors and mages, and some members of the Golden Griffin Knight Legion who had been watching the Spiritual Spell Image Projection were surprised.

They could feel the lofty pride in the succinct words even through the Spiritual Spell Image Projection.

Damn, this man sounds elegant and has depth!

The people watching on the square froze.

The Elf Girl named Sala blinked and wondered, Are these natives… really barbaric natives?

“I shouldn’t be here?” Hex, the Knight of Furious Flame, frowned slightly and suddenly snickered. “I think it’s you who shouldn’t be here. If you’re not here to surrender to us, then are you here to seek your death?”

“You use swords?” Nalan Hongwu glanced at the huge sword on Hex’s back.

Hex froze and then said after a long pause, “Are you blind? I carry a sword on my back. Of course, I use swords!”

Nalan Hongwu said mildly, “Do you know what the essence of swords is?”

Aya! These people’s words are so deep!@s At this moment, Sala thought that these people of the Continent of Immortal Relics were mysterious and elegant, instead of being ignorant, filthy, and low as Luther had described.

“What’s happening?!”

At this moment, the lofty existences in St. Heinz’ grand palace were also surprised.

Why aren’t these people afraid?!

Instead of being afraid, he even has time to ask about the essence of swords?

“I think Mr. Klaus, the Sword Saint, will be the best person to answer this question.” The old man who was nicknamed the World Mage said.

At this moment, Hex said, “The sword in my hand was born to kill enemies of the Judgement Godly Palace!”

“Only sincere people can reach the pinnacle stage of swordsmanship. Insincere people don’t deserve to talk about swords.” Nalan Hongwu looked at Hex and said, “You’re not sincere.”

“Hiss-!” Sala touched her thin sword on her belt and thought, This old man’s words make good sense…

Even the knights of the Golden Griffin Knight Legion who were standing around Sala began to see the barbaric natives in a new light.

They were surprised that he could speak so wisely!

Damn! You stole all the thunder.

Watching the scene behind the crowd, Mr. Fang was speechless.

“Haha!” Hex drew out the huge fiery-red sword on his back with a cold smile. “If you think that you can talk us out of the war, dream on!”

Then, his face darkened as he thought, This native isn’t even at level 8, and he dares to lecture me?

“Do you know what level 8 is?” Hex said slowly, “It’s the pinnacle stage for humans!”

“So many years passed, and even this little guy Hex has also reached level 8.” In St. Heinz’ grand palace, a projected image said, “I guess he has reached it in recent years.”

“He was baptised in godly power last year. If he borrows the godly power, he can reach level 8,” a priest explained.

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