The First Heir

“Lord Anthony, we’re halfway through the journey, but the major forces are still laying low. What should we do?” On the transportation warcraft, a man walked up behind Anthony and said respectfully.

Anthony replied without thinking, “Just keep going. It’s good if there’s no one. If there is, I’ll deal with them.”

Ever since the warcraft was ready to set off, Anthony had been standing on the deck with a calm expression and dark eyes. He was looking into the distance.

The white tiger beside him looked at the subordinates behind him from time to time with slightly unfriendly eyes. However, no one dared to disturb Anthony. He was an indomitable pseudo holy being, after all.

Meanwhile, a group of people who had been following the warcraft looked at Anthony on the deck with frowning eyes full of helplessness.

“I can’t believe the Oslo family actually sent Anthony out. I’m afraid we can’t take down this indomitable pseudo holy being.”

Everyone seemed helpless.

one at level nine. Without Anthony around, it was possible that they could

would be difficult for them to get

them. When those people show up,

It was their only

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in the sky with members of the Blood

battle would determine the future of the Blood Moon Alliance, even the whole continent. However, they did not realize that many people

Alliance was made up of hundreds of forces, so these people who appeared suddenly could hardly attract their attention. Moreover, many powerful beings among them seemed very calm as if this event was just a game for

Time passed slowly.

in the sky. The deck of the warcraft

the people in front of him indifferently, but the killing intent in