Legendary Armament Canon



Whoosh—

The Golden-Winged Roc King panted heavily. If he hadn't thought of the sword qi that had broken through the clouds earlier, he would have turned around and left. He would have no qualms about starting a war with the giant spirit race.

But when he remembered the towering aura that could be seen from thousands of kilometers away, he felt a chill run down his spine.

The hidden strength of the giant spirit race was too terrifying!

The golden-winged roc race was still fighting the silver scale race. It was really not appropriate to provoke more enemies.

The Golden-Winged Roc King gritted his teeth. "Giant Spirit King, you should understand that with my status, I'm already showing you the sincerity of my golden-winged roc race by standing in front of you.

"My golden-winged roc race and your giant spirit race have always minded our own business. I don't understand. Why did you send troops to my golden-winged roc race?

"If my golden-winged roc race has offended the giant spirit race, I apologize to you here. If you need any compensation, my golden-winged roc race will compensate you.

"I came to talk to you with sincerity. I hope you won't patronize me. It won't do you or me any good!"

If it was just Cang Huan, he would have directly withdrawn his troops after asking for some benefits.

After all, Cang Huan actually didn't feel that he could be on equal footing with the kings of these large races.

To put it bluntly, the giant spirit race had only risen for a short period of time, and their strength wasn't enough to make him look down on everything.

But dealing with the golden-winged roc race was not Cang Huan's decision. It was Zhou Shu's decision.

Zhou Shu was the god of the giant spirit race. Even Cang Huan, the king of the giant spirit race, had no intention of disobeying Zhou Shu.

He even sincerely wanted Zhou Shu to be the king, but Zhou Shu refused.

Although Zhou Shu wasn't the king now, Cang Huan followed Zhou Shu's words as an imperial edict. He would definitely not go against him.

Not to mention attacking the golden-winged roc race, even if Zhou Shu asked him to die, he wouldn't hesitate.

"Golden-Winged Roc King, as I've said, Mr. Ji's intention is my intention," Cang Huan said solemnly. "There are two options. One, start a war. Two, become a vassal race of the giant spirit race. There's no other way!"

The anger in the Golden-Winged Roc King's chest almost burned his entire body. Flames burned in his eyes as he glowered at Cang Huan. "Giant Spirit King, do you think my golden-winged roc race is really afraid of your giant spirit race?

"Do you think your giant spirit race can defeat my golden-winged roc race?

"My golden-winged roc race isn't so easy to bully!"

The wings on the back of the Golden-Winged Roc King spread out, and a powerful pressure assaulted Cang Huan.

To be honest, the strength of the Golden-Winged Roc King was indeed far above that of Cang Huan before he obtained the Heaven-Splitting Axe. Even the current Cang Huan was probably not a match for the Golden-Winged Roc King.

But Cang Huan wasn't fighting alone.

The moment the Golden-Winged Roc King revealed his claws, Ji Lutian, who was beside Cang Huan, exploded with light.

Dazzling light appeared on his body, and his powerful aura attracted the spiritual qi of heaven and earth, forming a powerful tornado around his body.

For a moment, the weather changed.

This was the Martial Dao. It was completely different from the power of the ancient races.

The power of the ancient races emphasized practicality, while the Martial Dao was much more flashy.

At least in terms of bluffing others, people could use the Martial Dao to play tricks.

Not every ancient race could shine…

The Golden-Winged Roc King's expression froze. This man he had just called unknown was actually so strong?

Seeing that the situation was about to erupt at any moment, Cang Huan had already taken out the Heaven-Splitting Axe. He circulated the Eight-Nine Arcane Art, and his aura, which was not much inferior to the two of them, erupted.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared.

"Golden-Winged Roc King, don't resist anymore," the figure said as soon as he appeared.

"Bai Ze King?" The pupils of the Golden-Winged Roc King suddenly constricted, and the flapping of the wings on his back stopped.

He stared at Bai Yue and said coldly, "Bai Ze King, what do you mean?"

"Golden-Winged Roc King, you understand what I mean," Bai Yue said indifferently. "You won't regret becoming a vassal of the giant spirit race."

"Bai Ze King, you may be willing to be someone's dog, but don't drag me into it," the Golden-Winged Roc King said angrily. "My golden-winged roc race will never be slaves!"

"Golden-Winged Roc King, vassals, not slaves," Cang Huan couldn't help saying.

The Golden-Winged Roc King snorted. What's the difference? Do you think I'm a fool?

Bai Yue wasn't angry. He looked at the Golden-Winged Roc King calmly.

Anyone who could still remember everything after thirty years of conflict in the Origin World could achieve Bai Yue's composure. Now, there were not many things that could shake Bai Yue's will.

"Golden-Winged Roc King, the ten thousand soldiers of the silver scale race have already arrived, and your golden-winged roc race can only mobilize eight thousand people now," Bai Yue said calmly.

"The entire silver scale race is involved. Unless the old and weak of your golden-winged roc race also joins the war, you have fewer soldiers than the silver scale race. Under such circumstances, if the giant spirit race participates in the war, your golden-winged roc race will definitely not be able to divide three thousand soldiers out to fight them.

"This is only the giant spirit race. If my bai ze race participates in the war, without five thousand elite soldiers of the golden-winged roc race, you won't be able to stop us."

Bai Yue's tone was calm, as if he was simply stating facts.

The Golden-Winged Roc King's expression instantly darkened.

The silver scale race alone was already an incomparable headache for the golden-winged roc race. If the giant spirit race, whose background was unknown, joined, the chances of the golden-winged roc race winning were almost zero.

If the bai ze race also participated, the chances of the golden-winged roc race losing were infinitely close to 100%.

Unless other races helped, it was impossible for the golden-winged roc race to deal with the offensive of the silver scale race, the giant spirit race, and the bai ze race at the same time.

At that time, the golden-winged roc race would probably follow in the footsteps of the fire race and be wiped out.

The Golden-Winged Roc King was furious. He gritted his teeth and said, "Bai Ze King, why? Why are you doing this? What has the giant spirit race done to you?"

The strength of the bai ze race was not much weaker than the golden-winged roc race's. They might even be stronger.

What did the giant spirit race do to make the Bai Ze King so loyal?

Was the giant spirit race really that powerful?

The Golden-Winged Roc King really couldn't understand why the giant spirit race had suddenly become so powerful.

"The giant spirit race didn't do anything to us. My bai ze race is willing to help the giant spirit race," Bai Yue said solemnly.

"Golden-Winged Roc King, we've known each other for hundreds of years. On account of our past friendship, I'll say one more thing. The momentum of the giant spirit race has already been formed. Instead of resisting stubbornly, it's better to board the ship as soon as possible.

"This is the golden-winged roc race's only chance, the only chance to leave behind a seed!"

The Golden-Winged Roc King stared at Bai Yue. He didn't understand what Bai Yue meant, but all the races in the world knew that the bai ze race could predict heavenly secrets. Could Bai Yue have seen something?

The Golden-Winged Roc King said through gritted teeth, "Bai Ze King, let's not beat around the bush. What exactly did you see?"

"Golden-Winged Roc King, that's all I have to say. Now, make your choice. Do you want to bring the golden-winged roc race to destruction, or do you want to seize this only chance? The fate of the golden-winged roc race is in your hands," Bai Yue said calmly.

Ji Lutian, Cang Huan, and the others also looked at the Golden-Winged Roc King, their auras locking onto him. As long as the Golden-Winged Roc King gave a negative answer, what awaited him would be a storm of attacks.