Chapter 172

Chapter 172: Arrival of the Wealthy Boy

“You should know that the contract doesn’t bind us too tightly.”

“Even if something goes wrong, I can always retreat to the Realm of Magic.”

“So don’t worry about me. Once I’ve dealt with this local, we can talk business.”

“Killing him will naturally end the war for your clan.”

As the battle began, Celestial Prison Lord sent a mental message to the Ancestor of the Snow Spirit Clan.

He sensed the Ancestor’s concern and reassured him.

Even if this local was strong by Snow Spirit Clan standards, for the Magic Clan, he was nothing—easily crushed with a flick of the wrist.

After all, the Snow Spirit Clan’s overall strength was mediocre at best.

In the vast Arrow Realm, only a handful of realms—maybe seven or eight—could currently challenge the Realm of Magic.

“Damn it!”

Upon receiving Celestial Prison Lord’s message, the Ancestor of the Snow Spirit Clan couldn’t hold back a curse.

What kind of moron is this?

Didn’t he even bother to gather intel before charging in?

Couldn’t he see the God of Theater’s blatant disregard for him?

If you really think about the God of Theater’s earlier words, it almost seemed like he was baiting Celestial Prison Lord into making a move.

And why would the God of Theater want to provoke him?

Do we even need to ask?

As for not worrying about his safety?

Yeah, no need to worry anymore.

In a little while, his corpse will be cold.

“I was planning to find a mediator, offer the God of Theater some resources, and let this whole thing blow over.”

The Ancestor of the Snow Spirit Clan’s expression darkened as he thought, “After all, there’s still time before the greater threat arrives.”

“During this period, it’s best to lay low and avoid stirring up more conflict.”

“But this guy… is he really that eager to die?”

“If he makes the first move, the God of Theater won’t hold back!”

Meanwhile, in a hidden location, several powerful consciousnesses swept through the area and began to converse.

“What’s going on?”

“No idea! The Magic Clan suddenly started a war, and it’s at the Emperor Level.”

“I don’t get it. If they want to fight, why pick a fight with the God of Theater?”

“Exactly! The God of Theater signed a contract. As long as we don’t attack him or slaughter the weak in his presence, he’ll pretty much ignore us.”

“Fellow comrades, is it possible the Magic Clan has some other scheme in mind?”

“……”

As soon as these words were spoken, the consciousnesses of the gods paused, sinking into a brief moment of thought.

Is the Magic Clan plotting something?

Are they planning to target China?

But if they want to target China, why attack the God of Theater directly here?

And why send an Emperor Level being? Could it be that they intend to start a war with the death of an Emperor Level being?

Is the Magic Clan really playing such a high-stakes game?

“I can’t figure it out. Forget it, I’ll understand soon enough.”

“True, but if the Magic Clan’s plans are beyond our comprehension, it shows their strategists are highly skilled!”

“After this, we should investigate the current strategists of the Magic Clan.”

“Let’s go together!”

After a brief exchange, the consciousnesses of the gods dissipated like a receding wave.

Normally, if the Magic Clan were to take action or target China, they should inform us, especially since they are near the Chinese border.

To skip any warnings and directly send an Emperor Level powerful being seems excessive.

Since the Magic Clan has acted so recklessly, it’s only fair that we take some measures in response.

……

Meanwhile, on the battlefield.

“Buzz!”

An invisible wave spread out, instantly enveloping the surrounding void.

“Theater!”

“Theater!!”

“Theater!!!”

At that moment, the surrounding void, sensing the arrival of the Theater World, began to sing praises involuntarily.

And the God of Theater, representing the pinnacle of Theater Protection, finally bared his fangs to the vast Arrow Realm after many years.

“That Divine Sword is intriguing.”

The God of Theater slightly raised his right hand, and just as the Divine Sword’s power, surging with magical flames, was about to strike, he caught it effortlessly.

It was hard to believe that the terrifying killing intent of the Magic Clan’s ultimate move, which could shake the void, couldn’t even make the God of Theater’s right hand tremble.

“Disperse!”

With a wave of his right hand, an invisible force struck the ultimate move.

“Buzz!”

A mysterious aura flashed, and the surrounding void fell silent.

Because the Celestial Prison Lord’s terrifying strike, which contained a manifestation of magical flames and the majority of his power, was effortlessly canceled by the God of Theater with just a wave of his hand.

“And you, come here!”

The God of Theater shifted his gaze to the Celestial Prison Lord.

The moment the opponent made his move, he spotted at least seventeen weaknesses to exploit.

But he didn’t strike back; on one hand, he waited for the opponent’s attack to come close.

On the other hand, and more importantly,

this guy had many treasures. Besides the Divine Sword in his hand, the jade pendant at his waist, the tower-shaped ornament, and even the clothes and the soft armor underneath, as well as the boots radiating black treasure light, were all valuable!

China was a bit poor, and as its strongest defender, he needed to prepare some treasures for the children of China.

The treasures in his possession had mostly been used up over the years.

It was rare to encounter a big fool… a treasure-bringing child; how could he let this chance slip away?

He couldn’t be too violent while attacking; otherwise, if he broke these treasures, it would truly break his heart!

“Boom!”

The Theater World surrounding them roared, and then the unstoppable world power began to operate, with immense and grand power surging from all directions, directly locking the Celestial Prison Lord in place.

At the same time, a gentle force pushed him toward the God of Theater.

“Damn it!”

The Celestial Prison Lord was furious; being toyed with like this was incredibly humiliating.

The most important thing was that the opponent seemed a bit afraid of the Magic Clan behind him.

The gentle power enveloping him was the most obvious proof!

The opponent was clearly worried about injuring him and then facing the consequences from the Magic Clan, right?

Ha!

Natives are truly natives!

In battle, how can one be so timid?

“Whoosh!”

A dark thunderbolt amulet surged forth from his thoughts, and the terrifying power radiating from it instantly broke the gentle power that had been holding him in place.

The God of Theater’s eyes brightened at the sight of the amulet.

Good stuff!

He immediately summoned the world power to forcibly seize the amulet.

Although the amulet bore the Celestial Prison Lord’s mark, it was obvious that the opponent was not utilizing it fully and couldn’t unleash its complete power.

In other words, it would be a bit wasteful to keep the amulet in his hands.

As for the mark?

No problem!

If the opponent died, the mental imprint would naturally dissipate.

“Thief!”

“You dare to steal my amulet!”

The Celestial Prison Lord’s eyes filled with killing intent, and then a massive pull emerged from above.

Under this pull, the Theater World trembled slightly.

In the next moment, a dark gourd engraved with rules appeared above the Celestial Prison Lord’s head.