"Escaped?"

All the starry sky beasts were dissatisfied with Miris' statement.

Barbara, a minor, escaped from their heavily guarded tribe?

Apart from Miris' help, they couldn't think of any other possibility.

"Miris, you let me go, right?"

"What are you speculating about? If possible... I don't want Barbara to leave either."

Miris's words obviously could not win the trust of her companions.

Although they are a guardian clan, it does not mean that they have to live in harmony with each other.

"Then please explain how Barbara left where she was imprisoned?"

A giant star beast with the same status as Miris spoke.

His voice contained no emotion, cold and stiff.

"Holy Blood..." Miris said softly.

Suddenly she paused, because there was no doubt that the moment these two words were spoken, she lost any power to explain.

The holy blood was kept by her, and Barbara escaped because of the holy blood. It is conceivable that she could not escape suspicion no matter what.

"You should know the mission of our clan. We will not let anyone disturb the peace of the void, even if it is a member of our own clan. If you have a way to contact her, let her leave that dragon..."

The cold voice slowly gave a warning after Miris fell silent.

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Through the encouragement of fanatical believers, the atmosphere of panic was finally suppressed.

But the fear still existed. Right in front of people, the terrifying black dragon glanced at them with leering eyes.

No one can be sure when the battle will break out, so they can only maintain a vigilant posture.

"Aren't you tired?"

Igna was lying on the ground leisurely, chewing the food he had hidden in his mouth. He didn't feel nervous at all about the enemy in front of him, but instead looked like a fat house watching a drama in the house.

Considering Igna's body shape that keeps changing due to laziness, this description is somewhat appropriate.

"Haughtiness is my instinct." Polacusno replied.

"Then look arrogantly at Joel..." Igna's eyes sparkled with excitement.

The look in Polakusno's eyes when he looked at Igna suddenly became strange.

This guy has no good intentions.

"Survival is also my instinct."

"Survival... Will provoking Yoel affect the safety of life?" Igna muttered.

Polakusno added lightly, "Have you forgotten the feeling of being force-fed?"

As if Igna was struck by lightning, even the food in his mouth no longer tasted good. He hurriedly pulled it out with his paws, "You really reminded me of a very bad past."

"You should be thankful that that was in the past...if food is being cooked now..."

Igna had to nod and admit, "That is indeed a life-threatening situation, so I look forward to you doing it even more."

Polakusno glanced at Igna and made the decision not to continue discussing this topic.

He turned and walked towards Yoel. At this moment, Yoel was looking at the treasure attentively. It was for this reason that the two dragons dared to discuss such topics.

"Are you going to stimulate them? Otherwise, those god kings will continue to avoid them."

This is Polakusno's judgment.

To put it bluntly, the realm of wandering is the territory of the god kings.

Yoel and the others made a provocative act on the territory of the God Kings. With the opponent's speed, if they really wanted to counterattack, they would be able to do so in the blink of an eye. The lack of reaction was enough to explain everything.

"Well..." Joel's eyes moved up slightly, glanced at one end, and then couldn't help but be attracted back by the light of the treasure, and said perfunctorily: "Wait a little longer..."

Rather than waiting for the opportunity, it's more like being busy admiring the treasure and not having the energy to care about other things.

Polakusno had no intention of refuting Joel.

It's just that he felt... that glance in Joel's eyes seemed to be signaling something.

But before Sanlong could take action, the believers took action.

The gods did not respond, which greatly affected their morale. However, the priests who were good at encouraging were not prepared to passively make the believers confused and thus affect their faith.

"It's the filthy devil's blood. The cruel evil dragon brought the filthy blood under the instruction of the devil. It's them who hindered our connection with the gods."

"The Holy Light is still with us...! The fact that the evil dragon dare not take any action is enough to prove this. They are afraid!"

The believers' statement made Polakusno frown.

Letting go is already a compromise made by his pride.

"As expected, it's settled..." said Polakusno.

"I find it quite interesting. I'm very curious about how these believers will be able to satisfy their followers in front of Joel after their gods appear on the stage." The corner of Igna's lips curled up, "That must be a wonderful sight.

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Just as Igna's words ended, a similarly interesting voice came from the side.

"I also think...this is a very interesting thing."

The moment Igna heard the voice, he knew who it was.

"Barbara... weren't you taken away by your mother?"

Barbara did not answer Igna's question in time, but showed a naughty child's smile.

He put his hands in the air and then pulled.

It was as if a veil of mist had been torn from the air.

Under the mist, the faces of the God-Kings were staring blankly at each other.

A large-scale "social death" scene?

Also showing the same expression were their followers.
Chapter completed!