Warlord

The top of Twelve Sovereigns’ Halls opened up to form a small plaza. The seven capable people, led by Paulo, stood in a circle in the middle. Ben reached out his right hand and pressed it to the ground. A ball of light immediately appeared on the ground. This ball of light was actually a globe, and when it came to Ben’s hand, it outlined the geography of the Earth when it appeared.

My palm caught the ball of light and adjusted it’s surface continuously. A moment later, my palm stopped and a red light spot flashed on top of the ball of light. This is the coordinates sent from Jodtenheim, it allows the Asgard’s capable people to determine the position of the attack.

“You can begin.” He backed away until he reached the edge of the square.

Thus, in the middle of the group of seven, only the ball of light with the coordinates was left.

“Let’s begin. Everyone, first adjust the intensity of everyone’s energy to the same frequency.” As the main person in charge of this ranged attacks, Paulo issued a series of orders. As strong practitioners of the Meteor Region, they were naturally experienced in controlling energy. Therefore, including captains like the God of Thunder Su, they carried out his orders meticulously.

Following the release of the green colored energy flames from Paulo’s body, the red, blue, yellow, white, purple and black colored lights also soared one after another. The seven beams of energy shot straight up to the sky. They clashed with each other and annihilated each other, causing the elemental Su of the entire Asgard to become extremely unstable. Under the protection of the energy of the Seven Element Su, the power system of the entire Asgard had stopped functioning long ago. Otherwise, in such an energy storm, even the electronic circuit would be short-circuited.

At that moment, no matter if it was the soldiers or the citizens, nobles or the slaves, no matter what they were doing in the city. At this moment, they stopped what they were doing and couldn’t help but look towards the direction of the Twelve Sovereigns’ Halls, where the light was like a pillar. And to those who had the ability to sense it, within the energy storms that flickered with seven colored lights, the intensity of the aura was even stronger than before!

Ben’s eyes were half closed, and they shone with a blurred light. He rubbed his red nose and muttered: “I never thought that there would actually be a time to use this move, Paulo you old fellow, you truly have foresight.”

In the war against the Dark Council 30 years ago, although both sides ended in a tie, Ben knew that the fact was that the Hall of Heroic Spirits was at a disadvantage. If he didn’t accidentally discover the existence of the sacred sign and attract both sides’ attention. If the war continued, although Dark Council would pay a heavy price, he would definitely suffer a devastating blow.