"In your opinion, we should sit on the sidelines and wait for the forbidden beings and humans to fight to the death. After the battle is over, we'll help whoever wins?"
The old angel paused for a moment, his expression quite grim, but he still nodded stiffly.
"That's exactly right!"
He hadn't expected the Venerable One to speak so bluntly.
The words may be rough, but the principle is sound!
In their view, being a fence-sitter is actually quite good.
Sit back and watch the tigers fight, then reap the benefits.
"Okay, I'm not being unreasonable."
The black mist spoke again.
"Vote! How many of your people support his view? Raise your wings and vote!"
The angels present were the elite of the elite, and even the weakest among them was a peak battle king.
Of the more than one hundred angels, nearly a third raised their wings.
"Okay, very good."
The next instant, more than thirty black beams shot out from the black mist, instantly piercing through these angels and completely extinguishing their life force!
More than thirty powerful angels were killed without warning!
The black mist's methods sent chills down the spines of the angels, making them tremble and dare not utter a word.
"I've already said it, I'm a reasonable person."
The black mist spoke again.
"Now, is there anyone who opposes my approach?"
The black fog is not unreasonable.
The black mist only speaks its own logic!
All the angels knelt down, and none of them dared to step forward.
The black mist snorted coldly.
"Since no one objects, throw these rubbish items onto the altar as well, don't waste them."
Numerous angels began busily moving the corpses, preparing to activate the sacrificial array...
The black mist remained quietly in place, making no move to interfere.
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
How could the black mist not understand this principle?
The problem is,
Whether it's the strongest human being or a forbidden existence—the supreme demon god...
They are neither mantises nor orioles.
Both sides are the most powerful and terrifying beings, the supreme powerhouses!
No one is fit to be the fisherman in this war.
Everyone involved in this vortex must stake their fate on this high-stakes gamble!
There's no turning back, no stopping.
Until everything settles down...
The black mist muttered to itself, a rare hint of anticipation in its voice.
"A century's worth of savings, the corpses of over thirty powerful angels... could they be used as a sacrifice for the dragon race's most powerful seed...?"
Don't let me down!
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