Chapter 773: Utterly Shocked

"He is— —Ever-changing Star Lord!!!"

Chen Huaishu's voice echoed in the highest underground command room.

Everyone in the command room simultaneously looked at the red-eyed elder, then turned to stare at the golden-haired youth standing proudly atop the dragon head on the holographic screen, all of them dropping their jaws in shock.

"What?!"

"You're saying this youth who looks barely over twenty is the guardian deity of our Daxia?"

"That God of War, Ever-changing Star Lord?"

"How could this…" An officer bearing shoulder stars widened his eyes.

But when he saw the Quasi-God Level magic dragon on the screen, the words at the tip of his tongue abruptly changed, "How… how can he be so young?"

"Indeed! This is simply too young; he still looks like a college student!"

"Ever-changing Star Lord's strength is extremely formidable. After all, that is a peerless existence who personally killed an SSS-Rank Expert of Sakura Country…"

Another chief of staff swallowed hard and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "But… but I never expected him to be strong to this extent!"

He came directly riding an Abyssal Magic Dragon of Quasi-God Level!

Batu, the SS-Rank Earth-element Expert who could conjure hundreds-of-meters-high mountains out of thin air just now, was a terrifying existence that even forced Marshal Zhao to vomit blood.

Yet what was the result?

In the hands of Ever-changing Star Lord, he couldn't even last a single round!

That kind of suppression was simply not on the same order of magnitude!

"Good heavens… If we had known Ever-changing Star Lord was this strong, when we fought the nation-destruction war of Sakura Country back then, why would we have fought so bitterly?" The one-armed General Wang Zhenbei smiled bitterly and shook his head, his eye sockets turning red, "With him holding down the fort, what is there for our Daxia to fear from this damn Dawnbreaker Guild?"

At the same time, thousands of meters high above the Imperial Capital.

The violent energy storm had already dissipated, leaving behind only scorched earth and severed limbs everywhere.

A mere single round of confrontation, a mere AoE skill from Magic Dragon Xiao Hei, caused this group of Ancient Remnant Clan members who fancied themselves descendants of gods to halt their actions one after another.

Watching their companions turn into a sky full of bloody rain and fall, the remaining dozen or so living experts of the Dawnbreaker Guild dropped their weapons one after another.

"Thud!"

"Thud! Thud!"

They successively withdrew the protective shields around their bodies and fell toward the ruins below. Afterward, stabilizing their figures dozens of meters away from the ground, they slammed their knees into the Void Realm and kowtowed to beg for mercy.

"Spare our lives! My lord, spare our lives!"

"We surrender! We beg you to show mercy!"

Right at this moment, a sound of piercing through the air came from deep within the forest that had been turned into scorched earth by Dragon Breath.

A tattered and battered figure was flying crookedly toward this side.

It was precisely the Grand Elder who had been hit squarely by a mouthful of Abyssal Dragon Breath from Xiao Hei earlier!

When everyone saw his appearance clearly, Zhao Qingcang took half a step back.

The Grand Elder was charred black all over, and more than half of his body had already turned into charcoal. As he flew, those carbonized flesh and blood were still falling off, revealing the wriggling dark red granulation tissue underneath.

Half of his head had been melted away by high-dimensional flames, and even the ivory-white skull was exposed to the air, relying solely on the life Origin of an SS-Rank Expert to hang on to his last breath.

This once aloof Grand Elder no longer had a shred of arrogance left when he flew beneath the massive Abyssal Magic Dragon.

With a "thud," he knelt and prostrated himself in mid-air, his only remaining eye wide open.

"I beg you… I beg you to let us go!"

The Grand Elder gasped heavily: "I admit defeat… We admit defeat!"

Standing atop the dragon head, Zhou Huai overlooked this group of people from a position of superiority.

He grinned and smiled.

"Oh? Let you go?"

Zhou Huai crossed his arms, his golden hair dancing wildly in the wind, staring at the Grand Elder.

"Where is that arrogant attitude you had earlier, treating Daxia civilians like ants and talking about slaughtering cities at every turn?"

"Weren't you clamoring just now to take my life in exchange for the reward from that so-called Mr. Duan of yours?"

"I actually thought you remnants of the old era truly weren't afraid of death."

Facing Zhou Huai's words, the Grand Elder buried his remaining half-tattered head even lower, his entire person cringing and bowing subserviently, wishing he could press his face against the soles of Zhou Huai's shoes.

"No, no, no! My lord! You've misunderstood; this is truly a huge misunderstanding!"

The Grand Elder shivered all over. In order to survive, how could he still care about any majesty of Mr. Duan as he poured out his grievances.

"Actually… actually we were also forced by that guy surnamed Duan!"

"My lord, please be enlightened! We old fogies have been dead underground for many years, originally lying quietly asleep in the ruins, but we were forcibly resurrected by that guy surnamed Duan!"

"He planted high-dimensional imprints in our Divine Souls, forcibly driving us to work our lives away for him! If we don't obey, he will make us wish we were dead!"

Hearing these words from the Grand Elder, the surrounding Ancient Remnant Clan members kneeling in mid-air nodded repeatedly.

"That's right, that's right! The Grand Elder is right! We and that Mr. Duan are not in the same group at all!"

"We were also driven by helplessness! We were dying perfectly fine, yet they had to resurrect us to do such heinous chores!"

"My lord, every debt has its debtor; if you want to settle accounts, go find that Mr. Duan! We really are just a group of pitiful people who were coerced!"

Zhou Huai burst out laughing.

"Hhahahaha…"

Zhou Huai's laughter echoed in the high altitude of thousands of meters.

"I actually thought you were at least big figures who could call the wind and rain in an era."

"Unexpectedly, once that layer of so-called descendant of gods skin is stripped away, down to your bones you're all just a bunch of spineless cowards."

"How truly pathetic."

The Grand Elder twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing an ugly smile.

"What the lord says is right… What big figures, those are all old history now."

He tremblingly raised his only remaining left hand and wiped away the blood stains from the corner of his eye.

"SS-Rank Professionals like us might be out of reach in the eyes of those unworldly Mortals. But in front of true Peak Experts like you, we are nothing more than ants."

"At best… just ants with a slightly larger size."

"How could we possibly have the qualification to challenge you?"

Speaking of this, the Grand Elder tentatively whispered: "My lord, what do you think of this?"

"As long as you show mercy today and spare our dog lives."

"I swear to you! I will immediately take the remaining people and get out of Daxia's territory, guaranteeing that from now on, for generations upon generations, we will never set foot in Daxia for even half a step!"

"You could just treat it like passing gas and let us go?"

"Leave?"

Zhou Huai put away his smile and looked at him expressionlessly.

He sneered.

"If you just leave empty-handed like this, and the task Mr. Duan gave you to guide your fellow clansmen is uncompleted…"

"Do you think he will easily let you off?"

"Won't your result still be death all the same?"