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RAH!!!!
A thunderous roar erupted from the Righteous and Evil Alliance forces.
No one said what they were truly fighting for, but their cries were filled with frustration.
Seven hundred and fifty against two thousand seven hundred.
They were outnumbered. They had no powerful ally bearing the title of Empyrean Overlord.
The fate that awaited them had been decided. Despite this, their morale remained unshaken.
"At least your fighting spirit is worth seeing."
The Dark Heavens Association Lord was relaxed the whole time.
"What should we do about the Abbot and the Thunder Inheriting Saber?”
"Since they've come knowing they would die, capturing them won't lead to anything. I'll handle them."
“Understood.”
“Kill them.”
RAH!!!!
The Dark Heavens Association also shouted in response to their leader’s order.
As expected of martial artists, their roars were powerful.
Flutter!
The birds across the mountain, hiding in every corner, flew up in shock. The sound of their wings beating together sounded like thunder. The cries from their beaks were not chirps, but screams.
“Dark Heavens Association!”
"You ridiculous Shaolin shits!"
"Ximen Family, you pieces of shit!"
"Die!"
Shouts rang from all directions. A fierce battle had begun.
The Dark Heavens Association soldiers thought that the Righteous and Evil Alliance would be pushed back quickly because of the massive difference in numbers, but it couldn't have been further from the case.
The resistance held up surprisingly well.
“Shaolin Temple!”
They weren't called the Highest Peak Shaolin for nothing. As expected...
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