He pinched the chess piece between his fingers, pressing heavily on the table surrounded by six dignitaries, as if making a move.
It seemed as if an invisible wave of energy spread out instantly.
In that moment, the winds surged and clouds churned, with anomalies appearing in the skies over the Northern Barbarian King City.
Out of nowhere, a brilliant light sword descended from the heavens, crashing down towards the armory.
Yet when it was merely a hair's breadth from the rooftop, the light sword halted precisely, neither dispersing nor fading, like the Sword of Damocles hanging above the heads of the venerable ones.
"Is this 'sword' high enough?" Luohu picked up the black chess piece from the table again, playing with it in his hand, a smile on his face.
"You..."
"When..."
"Did this happen..."
On the scene, the six Demon Lords of the Northern Barbarian all turned pale.
"Next, can we have a proper discussion about the detailed deployment plan?"
