Chapter 949 I Am The Lord Of This World (2/2)

The protective formations of the palace lit up and put up a barrier to protect it The lightning dragon suddenly doubled in size and broke through the barrier and collided with the palace The next second, the water dragon flooded the palace

All the maids, servants, and officials in the palace were thrown out by a harsh wind and fainted

The palace's pillars which were built htning passed through each and every part of the building, then as if a huge bomb was placed inside, the palace exploded into pieces of precious metals and rocks

"…"

"…"

"…"

Every person outside the palace stood with a dumbfounded expression Even the always-cal into her palm

If they previously had any doubts, it's quite clear now that so them

"W-Who did we offend recently?" The Pri voice that was on the verge of crying

Despite his sorry state, he's the only one who could at least speak The ones around hi violently in fear and couldn't even open theirto die in aof their last words

The Matriarch looked at the destroyed Palace and glanced up at the sky

Who did she offend?

No beast her kingdom had hostilities as capable of this feat Nor could any of her political opponents If they had this much power, they could just dethrone her and rule with an iron fist

'That only leaves the Invaders,' The Matriarch'scolor a few o

It lasted only for a few seconds and ht it was a precursor to natural disasters

But the Matriarch was very clear An ancient scripture whose records were treated as myths contained a line

"The sky will be painted with the color of old Gods The new God will appear"

And the new God meant the winner of the trial

An invader

Matriarch bit her lip and stared at the sky with a piercing gaze and said in a subdued voice, "…you are the lord of the world Why destroy your own possession? If you have any orders, then please relay and we'll folloithout delay"

Her voice spread across the capital and echoed like a poignant song

A chuckle sounded frodom Every Hortian heard it and peeked at the sky with an apprehensive expression

"A good argu," The mysterious voice said and huhtning, everything vanished and the usual atmosphere returned

The destroyed palace was restored in the blink of an eye and a man stood at its top Clad in white clothes with black borders, he looked down at the figureheads of the Hortians, and s, Hortians, I am Varian, the lord of this world"