Standing on the south side was a burly man who was more than two meters tall. His body was covered with thick black hair, and he was only wearing a pair of shorts. The burly man looked like both a human and a wolf. He had the features of a human, but at the same time, he had the characteristics of a wolf. His five slender fingers were vigorous and powerful.
He was an expert of the werewolves of the Hundred Races. They were existences between wolves and humans. They were not humans, nor were they magical beasts. Their battle prowess was very powerful, no weaker than magical beasts. Very few humans of the same level of strength were their opponents. They were one of the most powerful races among the Hundred Races.
To the north stood a skinny old woman. She had a hunchback and a bun on her head. She seemed extremely old, but two balls of green flames leapt about in her eyes. They were like will-o '-the-wisps, filled with a demonic aura.
The old woman was an expert of the Fire Daemons. She was born with the ability to control fire, but the flames she controlled were not regular flames. Instead, they were green daemonic flames. These flames did not have any temperature and could not burn anything. They could only burn away life force.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The earth trembled rhythmically as the stone giant in the distance strode towards them. Every step he took covered a distance of several kilometers. His speed was extremely fast.
A violent wind pressure descended from the sky. The elven expert shot down as a green streak of light with her wooden bow. She hovered ten meters above the ground.
The six experts of the Hundred Races studied the Holy Emperor from the World of Forsaken Saints. They were all curious before frowning.
"As expected, this person is not from our world. He is from another world. The aura he exudes is not from our world. Could it be that the news brought by the messenger of the human race is true?" the elf asked in a deep voice. His face was solemn.
"It doesn't matter if it's true or not. I think we should take this person back to the War God Hall immediately," said the old woman from the Fire Daemons. Her voice was hoarse and extremely unpleasant.
The dwarf chuckled, "We received a message from the humans not long ago. They said that someone from another world has come and told us to be prepared. I thought it would be some impressive expert, so I even brought the Heaven's Guard with me. In the end, it's just a Holy Emperor at Great Perfection. If we had known earlier, we wouldn't have needed to muster so many people. Let's go back to the War God Hall first." With that, the dwarf grabbed the Holy Emperor and placed him on his shoulder before leaving through a Space Gate with the elves, berserkers, Fire Daemons, and Werewolves. They only left behind a hundred-meter-tall rock giant.
At the center of the Wasteland Continent, on the War God Mountain, there was a majestic divine hall. It was like a primordial beast, quietly creeping on the ground. It gave off an invisible pressure.
The divine hall was the spiritual leader of the Hundred Races, as well as the highest authority of the Hundred Races. It was where their faith lay — the War God Hall.
Several dozen experts of the Hundred Races gathered in the majestic War God Hall. All of them were at least at the Fifth Heavenly Layer of the Holy Emperor. They possessed important statuses in the War God Hall.
They stood in a circle. At the center was the captured Holy Emperor from the World of Forsaken Saints. He lay on the ground like a pile of mud. He was haggard. Not only was he heavily injured, but he had also been restrained by a mysterious secret technique, reducing him to the level of an ordinary person despite his great strength.
The six Holy Emperor at Great Perfection had all gathered near the expert from the World of Forsaken Saints. The elves, Fire Daemons, Fire Daemons, Fire Daemons, Fire Daemons, Fire Daemons, Fire Daemons, Fire Daemons, and the hundred-meter-tall rock giant had all gathered there.
However, the rock giant had shrunk in size. Although his body was still composed of ten pieces, he had shrunk to three meters tall.
"This person's presence is extremely strange. It really doesn't belong to our world. Has he really come from the World of Forsaken Saints …"
"Is what the human envoy said true? That the World of Forsaken Saints really does exist …"
"Hmph, so what if the World of Forsaken Saints really does exist? They can't be that powerful. The Tian Yuan Continent is more than enough to deal with them. They just don't want to suffer heavy losses, which is why they want to exaggerate and make the World of Forsaken Saints seem so powerful so that we, the Hundred Races, the magical beasts, and the Sea race can assist them …"
The experts of the War God Hall discussed the Holy Emperor from the World of Forsaken Saints. They came up with various theories, but after personally witnessing the Holy Emperor, they finally believed in the World of Forsaken Saints' existence.
The Holy Emperor glanced around. He was a Holy Emperor at Great Perfection, so he could clearly see the strength of everyone present. The strongest were only Holy Emperors at Great Perfection, and there were even a few who were at Great Perfection.
Most of them were below Great Perfection. There was not a single Saint Emperor, which immediately caused a sliver of mockery to appear in his eyes. He said, "I never thought that you'd be so weak, not even having a single Saint Emperor. You probably don't have any Origin realm experts either. However, this world lacks origin energy and the energy of the world is so thin, so it makes sense that you haven't given birth to Saint Emperors. Our sacred hall only needs a single Saint Emperor to flatten such a weak force."
"What's he saying?" An expert of the Hundred Races asked in confusion. He did not understand what the Holy Emperor was saying at all.
"This is the language of the World of Forsaken Saints. Let's communicate with his soul!" The elf said with a clear voice. Afterward, all the experts present released their souls and began to communicate with the Holy Emperor.
Very soon, the expressions of all the experts of the Hundred Races drastically changed. The dwarf almost leapt up. He cried out, "What did you say? A single Holy Emperor's group? Holy Emperor's can form groups? Just how many Holy Emperors do you have? "
The Holy Emperor's disdain became even heavier. He coldly said, "We have countless Holy Emperors. Once the space tunnel stabilizes, the five hundred Holy Emperors gathered on the World Mountains will all come. We'll only need a single day to flatten your world."
"What? Five hundred Holy Emperors!"
"Impossible. How can you have so many Holy Emperors? It's uncountable. You're probably exaggerating."
The experts of the Hundred Races were greatly shocked. Shock filled their eyes. The strength of the World of Forsaken Saints filled them with dread.
The Holy Emperor possessed countless experts. Five hundred Holy Emperors had already come through the space tunnel. Even in ancient times, it would have been difficult to stop them.
Not to mention, the four races of this world were nowhere near as powerful as they were in ancient times.
"I've already investigated the strength of this world. My mission is complete. Before long, the army of my World of Forsaken Saints will descend. We will meet again." The Holy Emperor from the World of Forsaken Saints sneered before using a secret technique to shatter his own soul. He collapsed on the ground, dead.
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