In the New World, along the edge of the light formation casually cast by Jiang Chen, hundreds of millions of surviving Shengxiong soldiers remained kneeling, led by their patriarch, Shen Yingwei.
Although most of the Shengxiong warriors did not understand why they were doing this and were deeply resentful, the patriarch’s order was absolute; disobedience meant death.
At the very front of the army, several Shengxiong elders knelt together, exchanging glances. Soon, a middle-aged man with flowing green hair crawled silently to Shen Yingwei’s side. Shen Yingwei frowned, taken aback. The green-haired man gave an awkward smile and lowered his voice. "Second Brother, what exactly are we..."
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