But no one dared to underestimate it. With a single move, "Angry Birds," it blew up a mountain peak, making the three demons extremely wary.
"I am merely the vice president of the Eastern Council."
The man smiled calmly: "Reversal of Fate is my title."
"You...you're from Valhalla!!"
Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned, their gazes only momentarily blank before returning to normal.
"Don't believe me?"
Ni Yun clearly understood everyone's reaction, but he didn't explain anything. Even if someone threw out a token to prove their identity, it would be considered a fake.
and……
He really was faking it.
"The Eastern Council, a subordinate force of Valhalla?"
Even the demons were stunned.
The Hall of Heroes, which has always upheld justice and relentlessly pursued the demons, is now siding with the demons.
Even the demon generals were somewhat incredulous, suspecting that the other party was either an imposter or part of a scheme to harm them.
Why is Valhalla aiding the Demons?
Have you lost your mind?
Or is it a hidden plan secretly laid by His Majesty the Demon King?
"Nordic Europe is indeed as backward as I imagined."
Amid the standoff, Ni Yun smacked his lips and rubbed his fingers.
On one hand, five dark, simple rings seemed to emanate a chilling, mournful sound.
A glint of light flashed in his eyes.
One died and the other escaped; there shouldn't be any major changes, right?
"Whoever he is, I refuse to believe he can withstand the combined might of all of us powerful individuals!"
The fiery superhuman roared, and his reaction solidified everyone's resolve to launch a full-scale attack and reclaim the Autumn Forest Mountains in the process.
The little bird beside me spread its wings and flew high, growing larger and larger until it became a fat bird the size of a villa.
The three demons were on high alert, activating their prepared defensive measures, and the two sides clashed again.
"boom!"
Suddenly, a ray of light caught everyone's eyes.
As if sensing something, they looked north and were horrified by what they saw.
Suddenly, a golden palm pierced through the golden clouds, scattering the sea of clouds, like the hand of a god, grasping the sword of victory!
Arthas, the god of harvest!
Everyone trembled with fear, even Ni Yun showed a hint of disbelief.
Then, under the fearful gazes of the crowd, the giant hand gripped the hilt of the sword, as if it had been infused with boundless strength, and flung it violently into the sky!
To... to fling the sword away?
Sword of Victory: "Σ(っ°Д°;)っ"
Lying down...
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