Seeing that the two grandmasters from China remained silent, and that the young man named Wang Zheng was still sitting upright in front of the main hall, closing his eyes to meditate, ignoring the situation here.
These rogue demon kings realized that the ruthless young grandmaster didn't want to get involved, so they became even more arrogant.
Unlike the demon kings who had used their domains to cover the fat sheep in front of them and were ready to make their move, the foreign superhumans were becoming increasingly anxious.
They all shouted at Wang Zheng.
"Master Wang, please lend a helping hand for the sake of our shared human race. We will never forget this kindness."
"If the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold; we are all in this together. Even if we don't consider that we are fighting the enemy together today, we should also consider the two remaining grandmasters of China. Do you really think that you can stop these greedy demon kings by yourself?"
Some tried to appeal to his emotions, some tried to reason with him, and some even attempted to morally blackmail Wang Zheng.
The Onmyoji, who was not doing so well, saw the Demon King who was almost within reach and quickly released his eight strange beast shikigami to encircle himself.
Then, while remaining on guard, he retreated and shouted at Wang Zheng:
"The human alliance is fighting against the demon king. This is a concept proposed by your Chinese nation. We all suffer together, and we all prosper together!"
At this moment, there are more than thirty extraordinary beings guarding their respective regions in these ruins. If they were all wiped out here, what a huge blow it would be to the Human Alliance!
Think of those ordinary people still waiting for us to protect them on this blue planet, how can you bear it!
If one day they all perish in the jaws of these strange beasts, won't your conscience bother you when you think of your inaction today?
Seeing Wang Zheng's furrowed brows and reaction, the guy thought his performance had worked, and naturally, after coercion came the temptation.
So he continued, saying:
"These demon kings must possess many treasures. If we unite as one, the human race might have a chance to turn the tide. These are all real benefits, and we can split the spoils fifty-fifty..."
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"Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect a group of foreigners to use idioms so fluently."
Wang Zheng naturally noticed the commotion in the square, but he ignored it.
Seeing these guys resorting to coercion and bribery to beg for help, and dragging ordinary people into their schemes, one has to admit they understand moral blackmail.
As for the so-called benefits, let's not even talk about whether these guys can cooperate. Even if we win the battle ourselves, why should we share the spoils with them?
They're even trying to make up the difference, damn it, they're ugly but they think too highly of themselves.
Young Master Wang glanced at the Onmyoji who had already hidden himself in the crowd, gave him a deep look, and then sighed softly:
"It's a pity that I, Wang Zheng, am not some living bodhisattva, but more like a living Yama."
"If the timing weren't so bad, and if a grandmaster hadn't been present, I would have killed you spineless bastards without hesitation. And now you want to ask me for help? Dream on!"
To be fair, if Wang Zheng were to charge down now and join forces with them, not only could they rescue them from their predicament, but with their combined efforts, they could also wipe out all the demon kings present.
Wang Zheng was unwilling and unable to do so.
Firstly, he was unwilling to stand up for these guys who had just abandoned the Chinese Grandmasters, only to end up drawing all the attention to himself.
Secondly, he was even more afraid of being stabbed in the back by these two-faced guys.
Those who awaken in this era may live longer, but no matter how powerful they are, their appearance will inevitably age.
Looking at himself, he looked no older than 20. With such extraordinary talent, it was hard to say whether these guys would have any other thoughts after seeing the Demon King defeated or even killed.
Compared to the Demon King, who was already familiar with the fighting style, Wang Zheng was still more reluctant to deal with these human superhumans whose intentions were surely different.
As for whether these fickle people would still attack him after they were all killed, Wang Zheng didn't care at all.
Even if these superhumans are useless, there are still about ten of them. If they join forces now, they can at least injure them, if not kill an equal number of demon kings.
Not to mention that some of them are extraordinary beings who have been holding back their strength since entering the ruins, and Wang Zheng doesn't believe that these guys would be without any means of survival if they were really in a life-or-death situation.
Even if it's self-destruction, it could probably take down quite a few demon kings.
Although these rogue demon kings are numerous, they are not of one mind at all. When the time comes, none of them will be willing to suffer losses, so this battle will be quite long.
It would be best to destroy the ruins so that I could escape safely.
Moreover, even if it doesn't work out, and all these extraordinary beings die in battle, Wang Zheng isn't worried about the remaining dozens of demon kings.
Even without that data panel, he knew that his strength had long surpassed that of ordinary demon kings.
Moreover, putting aside his own strength for the time being, there was an ancient divine beast in the main hall whose strength was in no way weaker than his.
If things really come to that, these demon kings will just be easy prey.
With this in mind, Wang Zheng stopped paying attention to the battle in the square and continued to think about the strange fluctuations he had sensed earlier.
"It is said that the activation of this special supernatural power is extremely demanding. One must maintain a state of complete concentration and have a high level of mental focus in order to barely trigger it."
Moreover, my abilities seem somewhat similar to those of the Peacock Demon King, but while he can only imprison the space within the range of the blue light, my current state doesn't seem to be imprisoning others, but rather accelerating myself.
After all, apart from the demon king who was killed with a single punch, I noticed that the people in the square seemed to have slowed down, and these guys didn't show anything unusual at the time, as if they hadn't noticed anything at all.
It can't be that I slowed down the flow of time in the entire space.
Wait, no, so this is a time-related ability, not a spatial one. It means I've accelerated the flow of time within myself?
At that moment, a terrifying image suddenly popped into Wang Zheng's mind.
With his hair turned white and his temples gray, he raised his right fist and said in a hoarse voice: "This punch of mine will give you 20 years of life. Can you withstand it?"
As his thoughts raced, a sudden wave of fear washed over Wang Dashao, and he quickly began to examine his own body.
"Holy crap, could this sudden ability I've gained be some kind of supernatural power that accelerates my own time flow and sacrifices my lifespan? I hope I figure it out before I run out of time myself..."
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