"Little Fang..."
Julid stared in disbelief at the dwarf chieftain who had been instantly killed. That was a level 910 being! Fang Xian had just killed him like that?
His head was buzzing, and he briefly lost the ability to think.
Zhu Qingqing covered her mouth with both hands, completely speechless.
Fang Xian smiled contemptuously and beckoned to them.
"Anyone else?"
The arena was deathly silent; no one dared to make a move.
They felt as if they were being choked; the slightest dissent would mean certain death.
A level 910 warrior was killed in an instant; who dared to utter a sound?
Fang Xian surveyed the room, revealing an innocent expression.
"I am now the leader of the resistance. Who opposes? Who agrees?"
No one dared to look at Fang Xian; they all lowered their heads and remained silent.
Fang Xian smiled slightly at this.
"Then I'll take your agreement as my consent. I, though unworthy, will temporarily become the leader of the resistance."
The earth elf leader swallowed several times. His straightforward nature made him restless; he still wanted to say something for his good brother, the deceased dwarf leader.
He slightly raised his head, his eyes somewhat evasive.
"Then... , leader, how should we deal with the dwarves?"
The other leaders all looked at Fang Xian, awaiting his answer.
If Fang Xian killed all the dwarves, he would be a tyrant among tyrants.
If he didn't deal with the dwarves, they would certainly hold a grudge, causing a rift in the resistance, and possibly even leading to their complete defeat.
Julid felt somewhat annoyed. Fang Xian's actions demonstrated his strength, but also put him in a passive position. A mishandling of the situation could cause the army to split.
Fang Xian's lips curled into a slight smile. This problem was not a problem for him.
"It's simple. The dwarven matter should naturally be handled by the dwarven leader."
"You mean… to elect a new dwarven leader to quell the discontent of the tribe?"
The earth elf understood, but felt it was inappropriate.
After all, the dwarves were stubborn; the grudge of killing their leader wouldn't be so easily settled.
Fang Xian shook his head, rejecting his reasoning.
"There's no need to choose another one; that would be a waste of time."
"Then what do you mean?"
"What I mean? It's simple:
—to resurrect him."
They looked at each other, completely bewildered by Fang Xian's meaning.
Fang Xian revealed a mysterious expression, secretly taking out the "Covering Cloth" to conceal the aura of the "Six-Winged Fallen Angel" he was unleashing.
He pointed to the spot where the dwarves had been blasted into a pool of blood and softly called out.
"Resurrect."
The pool of blood coalesced again, and the dwarven leader was resurrected on the spot.
This move was none other than the "Six-Winged Fallen Angel's" skill—"Resurrection of the Dead."
Everyone gasped in astonishment upon seeing this.
Fang Xian actually possessed a divine skill capable of resurrecting others; he was practically a god.
It should be known that resurrection skills are generally only possessed by high-ranking angels of the "Angel Race," and only some legendary "Priests" have such abilities.
Fang Xian could not only instantly kill a level 910 warrior but also resurrect him; his strength was terrifying.
The dwarf chieftain stared blankly around, the feeling of being resurrected making him feel utterly unreal.
But in the instant of his death, he had indeed seen his great-grandmother.
The feeling of being resurrected was wonderful.
He trembled slightly, knelt on one knee, and bowed in submission.
Seeing this, the other leaders followed suit.
Julid was overjoyed; he hadn't expected Fang Xian to resolve the issue in such a way—it was truly excellent!
Not only did it demonstrate Fang Xian's formidable strength, but it also showed his resurrection abilities, giving everyone more courage to fight fearlessly.
Zhu Qingqing looked at Fang Xian with adoration, feeling incredibly proud.
Fang Xian slightly raised his chin, revealing a kind smile.
"Thank you all for your kindness. I, Fang Xian, will ensure that everyone ends this struggle unharmed."
"Please sit down, everyone."
Hearing Fang Xian's permission, they slowly rose and returned to their seats.
After everyone was seated, Fang Xian began to arrange matters.
"My tactical arrangement is simple: all members of each tribe should remain where they are and not act rashly."
The dwarf leader remained remarkably composed this time, not uttering a single word.
Seeing this, the Earth Elf leader shook his head helplessly and had no choice but to ask, forcing a smile.
"Alliance Leader Fang, how long do we need to stay put? We need to be prepared for backup."
"No backup needed."
"Huh? Then the Cat Demon Clan will fight them?"
"No, to be precise, it's just me."
Everyone was dumbfounded, exchanging bewildered glances.
The Water Elf leader gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, looking charming and asking softly.
"Alliance Leader Fang, I admit you're strong, but you're our backbone. Wouldn't it be a bit too much for you to go alone?"
Upon hearing this, everyone echoed.
"That's right, Alliance Leader Fang. If something were to happen to you, it would be a heavy blow to us."
"Alliance Leader Fang, why don't we discuss this further?"
"Exactly! Alliance Leader Fang, everyone has witnessed your strength. If we come up with an excellent plan, we'll definitely win this battle."
Fang Xian shook his head slightly, revealing a confident smile.
"Don't worry, everyone, I've made thorough preparations."
"I can't reveal the specific details, but I can assure you, we will definitely win."
Hearing this, no one dared to say anything more.
After all, they were all in the same boat; Fang Xian wouldn't risk everything.
If things really got too bad, they could always play it by ear.
"Since Alliance Leader Fang has said so, then we will follow your lead completely. We hope Alliance Leader Fang will lead us to victory."
The leaders all said, "We hope Alliance Leader Fang will lead us to victory."
Fang Xian nodded, raised his fist, and spoke with a firm and powerful voice.
"This battle
—will be won."
…
Fang Xian declined their invitation and returned to Grandma Cat Demon's house.
Grandma Cat Demon's gaze remained fixed on them as they returned.
Nefi slowly rose, looking at them expectantly.
Julid laughed heartily, gave a thumbs-up, and flashed a bright smile.
"It's done."
Grandma Cat Demon and Nefi breathed a sigh of relief and offered their congratulations.
Fang Xian took out fine wine and delicacies from the "System Warehouse" and began to celebrate.
After the meal, Fang Xian returned to his room, took out "Attribute Enhancement Potions," and started drinking them.
He finally finished all 62,000 bottles of "Attribute Enhancement Potions" by the morning of the wedding day and 29,000 bottles remain.
The 62,000 free attribute points were evenly distributed across the six major attributes, just right.
Health: 108,044, Strength: 108,044, Intelligence: 108,044, Spirit: 108,044, Agility: 108,044, Defense: 108,044.
Free Stats: 4
All six attributes have surpassed 100,000.
Fang Xian stood outside the window, gazing at the wedding scene, a slight smile playing on his lips.
Next, it's time to cause a ruckus.