The First Heir

Gustav stood on the side and also unleashed his aura, ready to strike at any time. Of course, his first target was Benny Larson.

Alliance Master Yarn stepped forward at this time and said with a snort, “Old Zeus, you refused to stay in your sacred city and insisted on coming out to partake in this mess. Do you have too much time on your hands?”

“Insolence!” Zeus was furious. With a flick of his thunderbolt scepter, he struck a golden thunderbolt at Alliance Master Yarn.

The power of this golden thunderbolt was equivalent to the full blow of a king of disciples in the seventh zone. Alliance Master Yarn’s face quickly changed as he turned around. With a laugh, he disappeared from the spot.

Boom!

The spot where Alliance Master Yarn stood just now was blasted into a deep pit hundreds of meters wide by the power of the golden thunderbolt.

Terrifying!

Just one simple strike was so frighteningly powerful!

you’re still as impulsive as ever, fighting at the first sign of disagreement. It’s very impolite. Moreover, it’s not healthy to be

thunderbolt scepter in his hand and shouted angrily, “Old Yarn, cut the

angrily and

I think you should find out what’s going on in your lair right now. Don’t do something

was startled and

an attendant of Zeus came running from a distance. In the beginning, he stood far away because this was a battle of the gods. An attendant like him was nothing

too strong. The goddess is leading the city’s golden-armored guards to confront them, but

to Zeus with

his anger soared higher than the sky. He roared angrily, stared at Alliance Master Yarn and the others, and shouted,

and said, “Old Zeus, this is just a diversion tactic used by the East. You didn’t read the

face changed. That so-called Art of War had long gone

Abominable!