Andrew didnât care about what they said.
He kicked the body of the sea king to the side.
âI, Andrew, am easy to talk to. If you are willing to be friends with me, I wonât mistreat you.
âBut if you throw a tantrum with me, I might directly attack your Holy Land.
âSo, who knows about the Heavenly God Sect? Tell me now.â
Suddenly, the door was broken open.
Clayton walked in with Lancelot.
He glanced at the corpse on the ground and immediately understood what had happened. His expression instantly became much more solemn.
Lancelot, on the other hand, burst into laughter.
He was a forthright person, to begin with. Moreover, he was not an American, so he was not afraid of anything.
âWhen I was in Thailand, I heard how shameless you Holy Lands are. Now, Iâve finally seen it for myself. Well done.â
Although Clayton did not speak, he was definitely on the same side as Andrew.
It was just a Holy Land. So what if he killed them?
Clayton had long disliked these Holy Lands. It would be good to take this opportunity to teach them a lesson.
Andrew turned around and said to Clayton, âThrow this body to Atlantis and send someone to tell them that from now on, all coastal cities will be guarded by them. If they donât listen, directly use a nuclear bomb to bomb them. Even if they are underwater, I donât think they can withstand such power. When the time comes, I will personally make a trip and talk to them.â
Andrewâs words made everyoneâs expression change.
Clayton also frowned and said in a low voice, âThere are Emperor-level fighters in the Holy Land...â
âIt doesnât matter.â Andrew smiled indifferently.
âOne Emperor-level warrior or three or four, it doesnât make much of a difference to me. As long as they donât decide on a higher level, then I wonât be afraid.â
Andrewâs position of his strength was very accurate.
Emperor-level warriors were no longer a threat to him.
But those above?
Andrew estimated that he wasnât a match for such warriors.
He needed to train his blade and sword techniques and improve his array formation skills to reach that level of strength.
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Clayton nodded.
He turned around and left.
Before leaving, he dropped this sentence.
âIâll contact the government and the military now and mobilize nuclear weapons. Iâll leave everything here to you.â
These Holy Landâs apex warriors were stunned.
Was there really going to be a war?
They were all ancient forces that had been passed down for hundreds or even thousands of years.
They did not have a clear understanding of technology.
But they still knew the power of nuclear weapons.
That kind of terrifying explosive power was enough to make these apex warriors terrified!
Wellsâs forehead was full of sweat.
<All fighters nowadays are so grumpy.
<The man who shot Atlantis did not wait for the Holy Land to come to him.
Theyâre already planning to bring the nukes in.
Whoâs gonna stand up to that?
Even if the nukes donât kill the best fighters, what about the others?
<Two nukes down, the whole legacy will probably be gone.
Alonso walked up and told him the information he knew.
âHave you heard of the School of David, the School of Heavenâs Gate, and the Mormon sect?â
Andrew nodded.
These were all notorious cults.
He had heard of them before.
âBehind these cults is the Heavenly God Sect! The Heavenly God Sectâs inheritance is similar to our six Holy Lands, and it has a very long history.
âBut our ideas are different. We have not interacted for hundreds of years. The information I know is from the ancient books in Red Rock Canyon.â
âHowâs the Heavenly God Sectâs strength?â
A man with a very elegant manner said, âThe Heavenly God Sectâs inheritance is more than 800 years old and should be similar to the other Holy Landsâ powerhouses. There should be more than a dozen people at the Ultimate level, and there should be... a few Marquis realm fighters.â
âWhat about the Emperor Level?â Andrew asked.
âThere must be some, too,â Alonso said.
Andrew smiled and asked, âWhat about above?â
âImpossible.â Alonso shook his head, âIf the Heavenly God Sect had an above Emperor-level expert, they definitely wouldnât be hiding. They would only dare to do some shady things in the dark.â
Andrew narrowed his eyes.
Based on Alonsoâs tone...
These six great Holy Lands probably didnât have a powerhouse above emperor-level either.
However, Andrew wasnât sure.
These Holy Lands had been passed down for so many years. Who knew if there would be some old fellows who had trained for hundreds of years?
They might have already broken through to the Emperor level.
Andrew swept his gaze with a punch, his gaze stopping on Wells.
Suddenly, Andrew coughed a few times.
His expression also became ugly.
Wells was speechless and could only say, âIâll definitely bring you the thing you want!â
Andrew nodded in satisfaction.
Although the othersâ eyes were very curious, Wells would not say it no matter what.
It was too embarrassing to say such a thing.
âAiya, itâs already so late. Why isnât everyone sleeping? Iâm sleepy. Everyone should quickly disperse!â
After saying that, Andrew flew away.
The expressions of the few Holy Land apex experts were extremely ugly.
Werenât you the one who didnât sleep at night?
If it wasnât for you causing trouble here at night, who would be here?
Lancelot smiled. âMy name is Lancelot, and Iâm from Mexico. If thereâs a chance in the future, we can work together to fight demon beasts.â
After saying that, he also left.
Only the top of the five Holy Lands were left, sitting in the room.
What happened just now was too sudden.
It made them unable to recover.
As for the sea king of Atlantis, his body was taken away.
âI have to go back. The current world is a little different from what we imagined. The six Holy Lands have to integrate into the new world, or else...â
After saying that, he took advantage of the night to fly away.
Soon, Alonso also left.
Their Red Rock Canyon was relatively special. From a certain generation of their ancestors, they advocated walking out of the canyon and integrating into society.
Every generation, only one person would inherit martial arts.
The previous generation was Claytonâs father.
His current generation was himself.
The next generation was his only disciple, Carl.
There were only three martial artists in the entire Red Rock Canyon, and they had such a close relationship with Clayton.
So this mess had nothing to do with Alonso.
...