Chapter 2004 - Chenglei (2) (2/2)

Lionel's voice was much calmer than Chenglei's, but his voice still permeated the battlefield. One thing became very clear instantly, with Lionel and Chenglei both acting to call out the same person despite coming from opposing sides, there was most definitely a third party at play.

”… If you don't…” Lionel said plainly. ”… We could just kill your subordinates.”

Lionel's sharp eyes turned toward the title spirits disguised as Elder Fey.

Still, they were all dauntless warriors of their time. Even in the face of death, they stared back at Lionel with expressionless eyes.

Without much hesitation, they placed their backs against one another, facing the two opposing armies together.

Lionel's eyes narrowed, but he didn't say anything further. Many of the Ragnors below didn't even know who he was, as he was a well-kept secret, but it was enough to know that he had come from their side and Lord Odin didn't seem to object.

Seeing that no response had come, Lionel hand flashed outward, a dao array of flames appearing to his back.

Those below were shocked. One had to remember that back then, Delia's father comprehension a 9th level intent was a shocking affair even though he was a Celestial. And even then, he sacrificed so much for just that. Comprehending a Dao was rare beyond belief in Celestial Quadrant, let alone having such a large dao array spanning more than ten meters.

After reforming their bodies, the title spirits were still just Lower Dao expert with the most powerful of them being in the third dao formation stage. If Lionel's attack was released…

”I see you're just as much of a coward as you've always been.”

The voice seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at the same time, it engulfed the battlefield so grandly that the two Clan Heads were shocked. Just where was this individual hiding?!

But soon, that question hardly matters, because seemingly out of nowhere, billions of warriors suddenly began to appear. The Ragnors and Pakals were completely surrounded!

Lionel sneered. ”Your words are quite ironic for someone scheming in the shadows.”

A familiar pain ached his c.h.e.s.t at that moment, the very place his father struck his c.h.e.s.t to rip his bloodline from him.

It was then a familiar young man appeared in the skies, bathed in white, gold and silver.

”I think you lost the right to judge things after you almost got your own father killed.”