Chapter 1440: Confrontation (1/2)

There had been a history of humans colluding with outsiders.

Luo Wanxiang had colluded with the Phantasms in seeking to break through into the late God domain with the help of their famous Book of Spirits.

Later, it had been proved that he had not only colluded with the Phantasms, but also established an even closer connection to the Netherspirits of the Void World. Through sacrificing countless souls, he had formed a soul bond with Grand Monarch Thousand Spirits.

Plus, he was a vice sectmaster of the Ancient Fragmentary Star Palace, and a middle God domain expert.

If someone like Luo Wanxiang existed, there might very well be other traitors among the humans.

“Who could it be?” Names started flashing across Nie Tian’s mind.

Fan Tianze and Pei Qiqi also realized that there were traitors among them as soon as they saw the arriving outsider grand monarchs.

However, they didn’t have time to think about that now. They had to focus on how to escape their current plight.

Grand Monarch Bloodlust, Grand Monarch Nether Channeler, Grand Monarch Blood Axe, Grand Monarch Withered Bones, Grand Monarch Pale Bones, and Grand Monarch Unholy Wind of the Phantasms.

Among them, Grand Monarch Bloodlust, Grand Monarch Nether Channeler, Grand Monarch Pale Bones, and Grand Monarch Unholy Wind were at the middle tenth grade, and were the commanders of the Demons, Fiends, Bonebrutes, and Phantasms in this invasion.

While all these grand monarchs descended upon this area, Grand Monarch Primal Wood of the Floragrims was nowhere to be seen. Meanwhile, Fata was taken here as a prisoner, as if they wanted to tell Nie Tian that all those who had made contact with him would share Fata’s fate.

ROAR!

A furious dragon cry suddenly echoed out from the area where the dragons were gathered.

An enormous silver-white dragon that was several times larger than Felix flew over with a terrifying momentum and countless wisps of silver lightning slithering all over its body. “Who are you to decide who we can or can’t meet? Did you march down here together to hold us accountable for this?”

BOOM!

Like a winding mountain range, the dragon that was close to ten thousand meters long unleashed a heaven-shaking, earth-ripping aura.

Large thunderballs seemed to be condensing within its silver scales, giving rise to violent rolls of thunder.

“Scotte!” Grand Monarch Unholy Wind of the Phantasms exclaimed upon seeing this lightning dragon, strong apprehension appearing in the depths of his cyan pupils. “Don’t you forget that we made an agreement before invading the Mortal World!”

Scotte was at the middle tenth grade. His status in the entire dragon race was second only to Agaz and Felix’s father, Baptista the flame dragon.

Baptista, who was at the late tenth grade, was the chief of the flame dragons, and also the high chieftain of the entire dragon race.

Now, while Baptista was away, Scotte the lightning dragon led all dragons in his stead. He was known for his hot temper and mighty lightning bloodline, which made him the Phantasms’ natural bane.

Perhaps he wouldn’t be able to overwhelm Grand Monarch Bloodlust, Grand Monarch Pale Bones, or Grand Monarch Nether Channeler in battle. However, he would enjoy a significant natural advantage in battle against Grand Monarch Unholy Wind.

Most of the Phantasms’ bloodline magics were soul-related, and would have notable effects when used on other Ancientspirits.

However, they would be completely useless to lightning dragons like Scotte.

Not just that, but Scotte’s lightning bloodline would make every Phantasm suffer.

Once they were engulfed in this cranky old dragon’s flesh aura sea, all of their soul magics and evil spirits would fail, and they would soon be annihilated.

Almost at the same time, the Golden-feathered Divine Finch shouted in a shrill voice, staring at the arriving outsider grand monarchs, “This is between us and them. You’re in no place to tell me what to do!” It was as if her shiny golden feathers were going to turn into arrows and shoot off at every outsider grand monarch present.

Seeing Scotte and the Golden-feathered Divine Finch’s soaring fighting will, the outsider grand monarchs that had swarmed to this area felt a headache.

As the current heads of the dragons and Ancientbeasts, the two of them were both hot-tempered and warlike.

In their long history, they had often had frictions with the Ancientspirits when they weren’t facing threats from the humans.

Scotte and the Golden-feathered Divine Finch were opponents they had fought many times. Every outsider grand monarch present had fought the two of them at least once.