The Strongest Mad Son-in-law-Chapter 1533 - 1536: Interwoven Factions and Complex Alliances
That object might not pose much of a threat to Sword Demon Aatrox, but for someone with low defense like her, it could be fatal.
Sword Demon Aatrox, seeing that Evelyn didn't want to say much, didn't ask further. Instead, he looked at Calk and sneered, "Calk, you're just a late-stage Grandmaster-level trash, and you dare to be presumptuous in front of me? If you have the guts, come over and let my Demon Sword have a taste!"
As he spoke, Aatrox raised his replica Demon Sword and pointed it at Calk.
At this moment, a man standing next to Calk looked at someone from the Dark Alliance and said coldly, "Vice Alliance Hierarch of the Dark Alliance, Doherty, are you just going to let your subordinate act so arrogantly? This isn't your European Continent, and even on your European Continent, don't the people from your Dark Alliance behave submissively under the Light of the Temple of Light?"
A moderately built man from the Dark Alliance smiled faintly and said, "Vice Alliance Hierarch of the South Asian Mérica Continent Solar Alliance, Ma mali, isn't it your subordinate who doesn't understand the rules and doesn't know to behave properly first? Here, where strong individuals are as numerous as clouds, is not a place for a mere late-stage Grandmaster level to speak.
As for the Temple of Light? It's just that we are lazy to compete with them for territory, but when the God of darkness descends, this world will ultimately belong to darkness! You and the Church of Light are in the same boat; don't think we don't know! When the Church of Light falls, your Solar Alliance will follow suit!"
Ma mali sneered, "But this is not a place for your Dark Alliance's Aatrox to run wild! Saying this world will ultimately belong to darkness, isn't that a bit laughable? Do you think our Sun God won't return? Once the Sun God returns, who's to say who will win or lose!"
An individual familiar with Xu Hao stepped forward with a smile and said, "Everyone, calm down. Nothing has happened yet, so why are you arguing here?"
The speaker was none other than Constantine, one of the Eight Great Judges of the Temple of Light, whom Xu Hao once met at the North Pole.
Upon seeing Constantine, Ma mali immediately laughed, "Constantine, has the Temple of Light on the European Continent been unable to suppress these cultists? Why do they seem so confident now?"
Constantine smiled slightly and said, "Ma mali, you and I are allies, so why speak like this? The Dark Alliance is just a group of minor nuisances, insignificant; they will forever be under the radiant light of our Temple of Light!"
Everyone present was momentarily speechless. The Temple of Light and the Dark Alliance on the European Continent are absolute arch-enemies. When they meet, they will inevitably clash, and even if they don't fight, they will argue.
This is almost a mandatory routine when individuals from these two factions appear together.
"Hahaha! Everyone seems to be in high spirits!"
A hearty laugh suddenly rang out, drawing everyone's attention to a strong individual.
It was an exceptionally burly strong individual. Although his height was not comparable to the monstrous Sword Demon Aatrox, his two-meter tall figure was extremely large.
However, this was not the most surprising aspect.
This strong individual's hands were not like human hands but resembled those of a wolf.
Werewolf Clan!
Xu Hao narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "It turns out the Second Elder from the Sand Country Werewolf Clan, ranked sixteenth on the Heavenly List, Brute, has come!"
He is the highest-ranked in strength among those present.
Xiao Ling immediately asked, "How strong is he to make even Brother Yu so surprised?"
"I'm not surprised by his strength but by his presence here. If he's here, it seems the Third Elder from the Sand Country Werewolf Clan, Velsky, is also here. Is the Sand Country Werewolf Clan determined to obtain this Sacrificial Gold Altar?"
Xu Hao looked around the crowd and quickly spotted Velsky's figure.
Constantine said indifferently, "Last time I went to the Sand Country, I was too busy to visit the Werewolf Clan. I wonder how the Great Elder is doing?"
Brute glanced coldly at Constantine and said, "No need for your concern; you should pay more attention to your Acting Sect Leader of the Temple of Light. That old guy Andrew is getting on in years. Let me know when he kicks the bucket, so I can pay my respects."
Everyone was speechless again.
The Werewolf Clan and the Blood Clan have irreconcilable hatred, but even on the European Continent, the Temple of Light obstructs the Werewolf Clan's development, so they also hold grudges against the Temple of Light.
Xu Hao said faintly, "Now, with so many strong individuals gathered here, no one obeys anyone. It's impossible to make everyone act and speak uniformly, but…"
At this moment, Song Ji finished his exercise from the RV and came out, loudly saying, "Yu Ritian, didn't you say this is your territory? If it's your territory, shouldn't the strong individuals gathered here listen to you?"
[ps: Words are kept, explosion update 1!]
Chapter 1533 - 1536: Interwoven Factions and Complex Alliances
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