Atlas sneered inwardly, gratitude surging once more for his earlier decision.
If he had hesitated even a little longer…
The Endless Mountains Holy Land would already be walking a road of annihilation.
"Atlas," the Blood Marquis said calmly, glancing at him,
"I have to say—you're very smart. Your choice saved the Endless Mountains Holy Land."
"…"
Atlas coughed twice, neither denying nor affirming.
"Good," Drake Supreme sneered coldly.
"Then from today onward, Endless Mountains Holy Land is an enemy of my Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets."
"I don't know who your enemy is," Ethan spoke indifferently, shaking his head.
"I only know one thing."
His gaze swept across Malrik and the others like a blade.
"None of you are leaving today."
"Haha!"
Malrik suddenly laughed loudly, eyes filled with ridicule.
"If you had continued to maintain that Intent World, perhaps escape would have been impossible for us," he said mockingly.
"But you were too arrogant and dismantled it yourself."
