"Let's hope that in this war, our Human race can win, but Divine Land is indeed advancing too quickly. We need to hold another Five Nations Conference."

The envoy from Mei Jian Country nodded.

"Yes, Frost Vine Armor is a good thing and should be made public."

The envoy from Lie Dian Country nodded as well.

...

"Mo Kai, the Fifth-Grade trash you Alien races sent has already been slain by a Third-Grade Martial Artist of our Divine Land. They're completely worthless.

"Whatever devious schemes you have, show them all at once. Don't waste time!"

In the sky, Liu Yizhou mocked Mo Kai.

Yan Chenyun also smiled.

The elders of the Alien races, all with grim faces, looked as though they had lost their fathers, giving an inexplicably refreshing feeling.

Mo Kai's face was dark, and he didn't speak.

The other Ninth-Grades were already gnashing their teeth, wishing they could swallow Su Yue whole.

Especially Fei Xiao.

He never thought that his most cherished grandson would die in such a manner.

It's simply heinous.

At this moment, the Five Races Alliance Army had already finished forming their ranks, the overwhelming army giving a suffocating oppression. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"Let's go to battle directly!

"Liu Yizhou, Yao Chenqing, we've been old rivals for over a decade, but this time, you two are destined for devastating defeat!

"If my information is correct, the lightning storm over Thunder Sacrifice City will appear in two hours.

"In these two hours, I will make you regret it!"

The fierce wind blew, making the long mane over Mo Kai's head fly, looking mysterious and unpredictable, like an old demon.

Controlling the Thunder Slash Platform is not possible just with a Martial Artist's Qi Blood, only a Fifth-Grade can control the Thunder Slash Platform.

The power of a Grandmaster is too overwhelming and would shatter the Thunder Slash Platform.

So, a Fifth-Grade Executioner would draw down the heavenly lightning from the lightning storm, only then can the true power of the Thunder Slash Platform be fully activated.

The weather prediction is very accurate.

In two hours, a lightning storm will form over Thunder Sacrifice City. This is the primal force of nature, which even a Ninth-Grade Martial Artist cannot influence.

Fei Xiao and the others also turned to Mo Kai.

Although they are allies, even they do not know what scheme this old Mo Kai is brewing.

Thunderous Roars!

Thunderous Roars!

Just then, seven beams of light appeared over Jiangwu.

These are the beams for 3D projection.

By the 27th century, projection technology has become very advanced.

In a matter of seconds.

A huge square space was projected over Jiangwu.

The three-dimensional scene within the space is the central square of Thunder Sacrifice City, very clear and with synchronized sound.

At the same time, in the different cities of Divine Land,

and even in the big cities of all the countries on Earth, this projection appeared.

This is the announcement of Divine Land.

The execution has entered the preparation stage.

In an instant, all Martial Artists looked up, be they of the Alien race or Human race, all were focused and calm.

Finally, it was about to begin.

The beheading operation that Divine Land had been planning for months.

The invasion war that Mao Yao City had been plotting for a long time.

Finally, it's about to reach a boiling point.

"Mo Kai, in the Eight Races Sacred Land and in the various cities of the Eight Races, the situation at Thunder Sacrifice City has been received, and Divine Land is broadcasting with source image stones.

"The supreme leaders of the Eight Races Sacred Land have ordered that this beheading must be stopped.

"This concerns the dignity of the Eight Races of the Wetlands, there can be no slip-ups."

Ying Mountain Ridge looked at the eye in his palm, then suddenly looked up.

This is their Palm Eye Race's special communication method.

"I know!"

Mo Kai nodded with a cold face, showing an appearance of deep calculations and strategies.

...

"Divine Elder, save me!"

"Damn Human race, you will pay for your blood debts."

"Divine Land Martial Artist, if you have the ability, kill me."

"I don't want to die, Divine Elder, hurry and save me!"

...

The next second, the opposing sides began to stir.

In the gigantic projection, the strong members of the Shenchu Corps were escorting 31 Alien Race Grandmasters, marching in line towards the central square.

The Alien races were all emaciated, some even had their eyes gouged out. It was evident that they had endured unprecedented torture in Shenchu City. No Grandmaster could guarantee an unscathed body; they were covered in scars, shocking to behold.

The grey and white prison uniforms were stained with blood, and on each person's back was a large 'Execute' character.

Having been held in the dungeon of Shenchu City for a long time, these Grandmasters hadn't seen sunlight in ages.

They knew their end was near, and at the same time, they could guess that the Wetland would not easily give up.

They prayed that the Wetland army would come to save them.

The execution at the Thunder Slash Platform was truly terrifying.

Even if they were to be dismembered, they would be tortured for a long time, unable to die even if they wanted to.

The most terrifying thing is not death.

But that even though you're already dead, you still endure pain.

They were truly frightened.

Roar!

Roar!

Roar!

In the image, the strong members of the Shenchu Corps directly shattered the knees of this group of Alien Race Grandmasters.

Poof, poof, poof, poof, poof!

Instantly, 31 Alien Race Grandmasters knelt down uniformly, forming a row. Blood pooled up under their knees.

Towards the Alien races, the Shenchu Corps was not the least bit polite.

Jiangwu.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The Human race army shouted in unison.

To behead 31 Alien Race Grandmasters at once is such an inspiring victory.

They wished they could immediately decapitate this pack of wolves, some Martial Artists were moved to tears, unable to contain themselves.

This is a victory for the Human race and also a victory for Divine Land.

"War! War! War!"

"War! War! War!"

The Alien race alliance was equally furious.

Indignant to have their grandmasters slain by those they once saw as pests, the Alien race was trembling with rage.

They must occupy Jiangyuan Country, they must reach the borders of Divine Land, and reach Thunder Sacrifice City to kill.