strictlysupreme Chapter 608: Who is the distinguished guest?
Chapter 608: Who is the distinguished guest?
But you must not lie down, and you must not kneel!
Orcs would rather die standing than live on their knees!
Every beastman transformed back into their primal beast form, their sharp claws digging fiercely into the ground. They looked up at the invading alien races, their eyes filled with unyielding resentment.
“What stubborn and foolish creatures.” The Star Clan shook their heads condescendingly and took a step forward in unison.
"Those who do not submit will pay the price!"
They looked down at the entire land, their eyes, which were originally pure and innocent like those of mixed-race people, now overflowing with arrogance and disdain that did not match their appearance.
That kind of disdainful contempt when looking at ants.
Nearly a hundred Star Clan members, without concealing their almost world-destroying power, caused the surrounding space to rapidly distort after they finished speaking, as if a tattered cloth being kneaded and torn by a giant hand, with cracks and wrinkles appearing.
All the people of the Beast Territory felt the space around them cracking, the ground beneath their feet becoming unstable, the earth emitting a rumbling wail, and the air around them emitting a sharp, piercing hissing sound.
Strands of spatial turbulence burst forth from the cracks, howling and cutting haphazardly, grazing their arms and faces.
Blood spurted out instantly.
They wanted to dodge, run, and attack!
However, under the oppressive influence of the Star Clan, they were unable to move. They could only grit their teeth, dig their claws into the ground to maintain their balance, and let the spatial turbulence brush past their bodies, bringing them intense and terrifying pain.
Suddenly, boom!
A terrifying spatial turbulence swept through the horde of beasts, sending hundreds of beastmen flying and crashing into a distant building.
The towering building collapsed with a deafening roar, sliced into dust by the countless turbulent currents that rippled out after hitting it.
Dust swirled in the gale, as if a terrifying sandstorm had descended.
This massive spatial turbulence was just the beginning. The spatial rifts grew larger and larger, and the spatial turbulence flying into the Beast Territory also grew larger and more numerous.
Unlike the terror of the people below, Tiger Thunderstorm and Tiger Alpha, though forced to transform into tiger forms by the pressure, remained unfazed.
Come on, all of you, don't leave a single one out.
They waited quietly, waiting for each Star Race member to step out of the purple spatial rift.
Silently watching these scumbags in mixed-race skin release their oppressive aura.
Finally, seeing the spatial rift behind the Star Clan in mid-air close and no more Star Clan appear, Tiger Thunderstorm no longer suppressed or concealed himself, and loudly mocked: "A race that doesn't even dare to show its true face, what right do they have to be so arrogant in this realm?"
“You!” The Star Clan members slowly turned their heads to look at Tiger Thunderstorm.
"You ant, do you have the right to speak here?"
The Star Clan member at the forefront suddenly raised his hand, and a terrifying attack swept towards Tiger Thunderstorm, shattering the void into pieces.
Tiger Thunderstorm remained expressionless. He didn't even try to hide or dodge; he just stood there, his four paws gripping the ground tightly, head held high and chest out, like a sculpture made of steel. On his half-white-haired face, there was only determination and unwavering conviction.
"Lord!"
"Lord Lord!"
The crowd below gasped in surprise.
Kehu Leibao stood there, motionless, his eyes unblinking, proudly raising the head of the beastmen who never bowed, facing the attack that could blast him to smithereens.
"Lord!"
Exclamations of surprise surged like waves.
The attack had already reached his face, but it disappeared like a drop of water sinking into the ocean, vanishing just half a finger's width in front of him.
Tiger Thunder laughed.
"Lord..." The beasts stared at the scene in disbelief, their mouths agape, forgetting to close them.
The next moment, a slight, transparent ripple appeared in front of Tiger Thunderstorm's face, spreading outwards...
In a flash, the water rippled, and the attack that had just been submerged was suddenly ejected, heading in the opposite direction! It carried a power a thousand times more terrifying than before!
The attack was so fast that it was invisible, leaving a gap in the air like a shooting star, and then it suddenly struck the star race member!
boom!
The immortal purple bone had a large hole appear in its chest and abdomen.
The contemptuous smile that had been on his face hadn't faded yet when the look in his eyes gradually turned to terror. He looked down in disbelief and saw the huge hole in his chest and abdomen.
A gentle yet firm voice said, "Dare to run wild in my Beast Territory? Did you ask for my permission first?"
The StarClan members looked up sharply in the direction from which the sound came.
Then, in the direction of Leopard Immortal Pavilion, a graceful figure, as elegant as green bamboo, slowly walked towards them.
With each step taken, the ground shortens by hundreds of meters.
What started as a tiny dot has suddenly appeared before everyone.
“He is…” Leopard Xiao Er from Leopard Immortal Pavilion squeezed into the herd of beasts, his pupils trembling.
"It's that distinguished guest from the second floor!"
The StarClan's pupils contracted sharply as they watched the figure slowly approaching and instantly close in front of them.
"Beast God!"
The young man before them, whose appearance could only be described as handsome, did not exude any divine power, but the moment he appeared in their sight, everyone understood that he was the Beast God.
A beastman murmured, "Beast God, isn't he supposed to have a rooster-like hairstyle?"
They had always thought that the Beast God was a powerful senior of the Phoenix Clan or the Chicken Clan, but they never expected that the person in front of them had no trace of beast clan aura.
To which race did He belong? No one present could tell.
Or rather, judging this being by race is fundamentally wrong.
“We’ve been tricked…” The StarClan looked at the unassuming young man and realized that they had been misled by the rooster-headed man from the very beginning.
It's likely that Saint Varna's initial interest in Phoenix Ridge stemmed from her "rooster-comb hairstyle," falling into the trap set by the Beast God and the Creator God.
He doesn't have a rooster's comb at all!
"A dignified Beast God, resorting to such despicable tricks to mislead the world, how utterly laughable!" the Star Clan scoffed.
Qin You slightly raised his eyelids and pointed his finger at the void: "You lowly scoundrels, how dare you make noise on my territory?"
In an instant, divine power swept across the sky and the earth!
A vast, ancient, and invincible will descended with a thunderous roar.
Above the sky, the overwhelming pressure released by hundreds of Star Clan members was as fragile as paper in the face of this world-destroying divine might.
Like an egg hitting a boulder, or snow meeting the scorching sun, they shatter and dissipate, vanishing without a trace.
The distorted space was quickly flattened and repaired, the torn spatial gaps were quickly closed, and the turbulent spatial currents, like a gale, quickly disappeared from this place.