"Has this guy...gone mad?"
At this moment, whether it was Zeus, who controlled the life and death power of all of Dragon City in the sky, or the Magic Cube Dragon below racking its brains for a solution, both had the same thought.
No Fierce Ghost could understand how, at this critical moment of life and death, Wu Liang could come up with such a defiant and abstract response.
"I'm talking to you! You exhibitionist in the sky! If you have the guts, strike me down with lightning!"
Worried that the crowd might have thought they misheard earlier, Wu Liang spoke again without holding back his sharp tongue, calling Zeus an exhibitionist.
Even Zeus, who prided himself on being unaffected by these insect-like Fierce Ghosts below, couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly upon hearing this.
"You! What! Did! You! Say!"
Veins bulged on his right hand holding the lightning, and with a flash of anger in his eyes, he spoke through gritted teeth.
