The octopus-faced sea race, wearing a headphone-like thought translation device, had his meaning translated into a language that Bai Pu could understand through the device.
Beside him, a Yazd slave army expert cried out wildly and reached out to protect the octopus-faced sea race behind him.
"Is that Earth human's mount an Enhanced Lord?"
The octopus-faced sea race looked surprised and glanced at the Yazd slave army expert who spoke, "This is impossible..."
Suddenly, Bai Pu moved.
His figure leapt high, stepping into the crowd with Gang Step, striking down with great force. The Doomsday Spear fell like a thousand-pound cudgel.
The air blast erupted violently, parting the waters and splitting the mountains. The Yazd slave army experts on both sides flew out like waves split open. The few closest ones even coughed blood, injured, with faces full of horror!
"What skill is this? Quick, protect me!"
