Zhou Zhou looked at him quietly and suppressed the restlessness of the Dragon Slayer King's Will in his mind. He suddenly smiled.
"So what?"
He said calmly.
The Extreme Venerable Lord was stunned.
"I know that in the eyes of you high-level Races,
"We, life forms of the Normal Race, might really be like ants."
"But what does that mean to me?"
"Whether we are a low-level Race or a high-level Race like you."
"Our fate has been destined ever since we stepped onto this battlefield."
"We have to kill each other on this Lord Battlefield until the final Lord of All Races is decided."
"This is the only choice between you, me, and the other Lords."
"We have no way out."
"You, Extreme Venerable Lord, are the same as me."
Zhou Zhou said calmly.
"The same?"
"Do you think you can fight for the Lord of All Races?"
The Extreme Venerable Lord smiled disdainfully.
