bullyxtreme Chapter 445 Counterproductive
Chapter 445 Counterproductive
Chapter 445 Backfire
Asura stared at the dazzling silver light, not expecting such a change to happen!
While he was thinking about the follow-up plan in his mind, he asked Ying to come close to his ear and whispered, "Listen to my instructions later. When I tell you to run, you will use your shadow clone to escape!"
"Remember, all ten figures must run in different directions. Don't look back!"
"Don't worry about me, I'll help you hold on for a few breaths. This is our only chance!"
"I'll find a way to escape myself, and we'll meet up at the beach where we first landed! Got it?"
Ying also sensed the terrifying aura in the silver light, but was stubborn and refused to obey. He twisted his body and was about to stand in front of Asura!
Ashura couldn't help but scold him harshly: "My words are no longer effective? Do as I say!"
"Do you think I want to die here? If you don't obey me, don't call me master anymore!"
After he finished speaking, Ying immediately stopped moving and looked at Ashura with tears in his eyes!
Ashura continued sternly, "Why are you crying? It's still uncertain what will happen!"
"Focus yourself! This might be your only chance to escape! Cheer up!"
At this time, the silver beam of light on the platform was no longer so dazzling, but slowly dissipated!
Finally, a tall middle-aged man wearing bright silver clothes and with long bright silver hair emerged!
This person has a serious and old-fashioned face, giving people a sense of majesty and dominance!
There seems to be a sense of arrogance that does not take anyone or anything seriously!
Asura curled his lips upon seeing this, and calmly made a gesture, asking Ying to move closer to the door behind him, while he himself stood still!
The silver-haired middle-aged man who appeared out of nowhere seemed very dissatisfied with being summoned here, with a sullen look on his face!
But when his eyes swept over Ashura below, his gaze was fixed on Ashura!
Asura was so frightened by this look that his hair stood on end, and he felt as if he was being stared at by an ancient ferocious beast!
He didn't know how he had offended this silver-haired middle-aged man, as if he had some deep hatred towards him!
King Yamamoto of the Eastern Kingdom, who was kneeling beside him, crawled to the man's feet, knelt on both knees with great respect and kowtowed, saying: "God King, please make the decision for me!"
"These two people below caused chaos in my Dongyang Kingdom and even attacked the palace and seriously injured me!"
"Please, in consideration of the hundred years of loyalty and tribute paid to our Eastern Kingdom's royal family, execute these two audacious lunatics!"
"Especially that black-robed brat. Please break his limbs and leave him to me. I will make him suffer the most torture in the world!"
After hearing this, Ashura tilted his head, but instead of getting angry, he smiled at Yamamoto who was kneeling there!
However, the silver-haired middle-aged man with a domineering and arrogant look never even looked at Yamamoto who was kneeling on the ground!
Instead, his eyes were still fixed on Asura, and even his eyebrows were slightly furrowed!
Asura felt very uncomfortable being stared at by him, but he didn't dare to speak or move!
Just now, Yamamoto called this silver-haired middle-aged man "God King"!
Asura also felt the powerful sense of oppression from this person, the kind of oppression that made him unable to muster even a single thought of resistance!
It is already commendable that Asura can stand there calmly under that man's gaze!
Asura was consciously controlling his leg muscles to prevent them from becoming weak and shaking!
He tightened his grip on Wushuang, his heart sinking to the bottom, feeling like he was in big trouble again...
The two sides remained deadlocked for a long time, and Yamamoto knelt there and still didn't dare to look up!
Just when Ashura couldn't help but want to move his stiff and numb calves!
The domineering silver-haired middle-aged man slowly said, "What's your name?"
Although it was a question, it sounded like an order to outsiders, requiring the person being asked to answer as soon as possible!
Asura really disliked this tone of command, it was not like he had never seen god-level strong men before!
This is the first time someone has spoken with such a strong attitude!
Asura shifted his gaze to the side and stopped looking at the man. This way he could relieve some of the oppressive feeling!
Then he tilted his head and said, "Who are you?"
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly turned cold, especially Yamamoto who was kneeling at the man's feet. His body was shaking like a sieve!
Yamamoto even heard a roar like a monster coming from the man's body!
Yamamoto lowered his head even lower, with his forehead pressed tightly against the ground, but he was secretly delighted in his heart!
That arrogant magician actually dared to offend the Lord God King. He's dead! He's absolutely dead! Haha~~
Although the shadow behind Asura was not overwhelmed by the oppressive feeling, her whole body was soaked in sweat!
Although she didn't know the actual strength level of the strong man on the platform, she knew that he and Asura were definitely no match for that man!
Thinking that it was because of him that Ashura was facing this dangerous situation, Ying's heart was filled with self-blame and guilt!
But she knew that even if she fought hard, she could not change the situation of the battle, so she could only obey Ashura's arrangements!
After another period of silence, the silver-haired middle-aged man said, as if he was laughing out of anger: "Haha~~I haven't seen such an arrogant young man in a long time!"
"But arrogance always comes at a price! Looks like I need to teach you a lesson!"
The atmosphere at the scene instantly became tense, and Ashura quickly shouted, "Don't mess around, I have no grudges against you in the past or in the present!"
"I have a powerful god-level figure backing me up, so you need to think things through!"
The domineering, silver-haired middle-aged man on the platform raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? Then tell me who you are? Who is your backer?"
Ashura didn't act arrogantly this time. Instead, he said with a serious face, "I am Arthur, the second prince of the Valenci Empire. You must know my great-grandfather, the God of War Aatrox, right?"
"You know our family's guardian beast, the Scarlet Flame Lion, right? It's a ninth-level beast!"
"I'm also close friends with Ornn, the King of the Dwarves. We have a very good relationship, and he wouldn't tolerate me being bullied!"
"You can't bear the wrath of the Dwarf King, can you?"
"You just want gold, silver and treasures, right? Let me kill that damned guy under your feet, and I'll give you the entire East Asia country, okay?"
Ashura finished speaking before the middle-aged man with a cold and playful smile could reply!
King Yamamoto of the Oriental Kingdom, who was kneeling on the ground, looked at Ashura with resentment!
Then he pleaded with the silver-haired middle-aged man, "Lord God King, please don't listen to that kid's nonsense. Kill him! I..."
"Are you teaching me how to do things?" The silver-haired middle-aged man interrupted Yamamoto with a cold remark!
Yamamoto immediately lowered his forehead to the ground and dared not say another word!
The domineering middle-aged man raised his chin and sneered at Ashura, "Oh? Then how do you prove your identity?"
After hearing this, Ashura remained calm and said, "Proof? I left in a hurry and forgot to bring my ID token!"
"Look at my appearance and temperament, don't I look like a prince?"
This time, the silver-haired middle-aged man crossed his arms across his chest and laughed coldly twice, but did not respond!
Asura couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and suddenly an idea came to him, and the black dragon armor instantly covered his whole body!
He then knocked the black dragon armor he was wearing with the unparalleled blade in his hand and said proudly, "Look at this armor of mine. It was made for me by Ornn, the king of the dwarves!"
"Look at the workmanship, the craftsmanship! Dwarves never proactively make armor for humans! Unless they're very good friends!"
"Now this proves what I said is true, right?"
But when Ashura confidently showed off his black dragon armor, he found that the silver-haired middle-aged man on the platform had an extremely ugly expression and his eyebrows were raised!
He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Ashura, I finally caught you..."