Ramsey nodded. "Okay."
Ramsey gave Jiang Chen a glance, then the group left.
Zhu Fei grumbled, "They're here to divide up the Merit Points."
Filippa said, "This is the decision of the Continent of All-Gods. You can't split your forces to fight, so letting them handle it is the best choice."
Jiang Chen laughed. "450 cities? They've chosen quite a few."
"Not really. We're heading southeast, which will get us to Belfast the fastest. Beyond Belfast, after crossing towering mountains that are 30,000 meters high, lies the Scott Kingdom—another tough nut to crack."
"The Giant Tribe of the Scott Kingdom is even more terrifying than the one in the Osman Kingdom. They are the Giant Golden Clan—Physical Attack ineffective, Magic offensive attack ineffective..."
Damn, Physical Attack being ineffective is one thing, but how is Magic offensive attack also ineffective? What in the world works then?
Zhu Fei continued, "They want to delay, making us attack the Scott Kingdom first."
