In his eyes, it seemed as if the fate of the entire world was reflected.
"Hongjun, you old thing, do you really think such a trick can defeat me?"
Zhang Beixing's lips curled into a cold smile, his tone full of disdain.
He knew that he was no longer the man he used to be.
A mere Demon Race, how could it shake his determined resolve to win?
"People, assemble troops immediately and rush to support!"
"Upon discovering the enemy, kill without mercy!"
With Zhang Beixing's command, the atmosphere was filled with killing intent.
In an instant, countless silver-armored soldiers surged from all corners of the Capital City.
Majestic and overwhelming, their morale was sky-high.
"As you command, Master!"
"We will give our all to annihilate the enemy completely!"
The mighty armies shouted in unison.
Spirit high, fighting will unyielding.
The Persuasion System, seeing this, couldn't help but nod slightly.
He had long realized that this disciple would one day rule the world.
