Shen Ning'Er's voice faded.
A hush fell over the command center.
Because, just as Shen Ning'Er had said, war was the ultimate reality. The victor was crowned king, and only the strong possessed the right to the final word.
"War?" Liangshan and Guo Xin looked at the images on the screen.
On the screen, two giant dragons and a silver-white cat were locked in a fierce, mid-air battle with Tianzang and the Beast Race Sword Saint.
Beyond them, the other Strongest were also engaged in furious combat.
The war seemed to have reached a fever pitch.
Victory and defeat hung in the balance.
However, what Liangshan and Guo Xin didn't quite understand was why, even after Gao Neng and Xu Zilan had revealed their dragon forms, Qin Lei and the others were still "fighting a desperate battle."
Li Tiannan's expression was the most composed of all.
