"Don't think that opening the Trial Field is a good thing. By then, your Plane Group will turn into a gigantic meat grinder, and Tier Six beings will fall like rain."
"Even if you can rely on various Space Law Prototypes to save your life, your civilization will still plunge into true hell."
As he said this, the Silver Wolf suddenly burst into wild laughter: "Haha, my hope of becoming a Divine King is gone, and you won't fare any better, hahaha."
"Fine, fine, let your civilization be buried with my future!"
"And you, if you do not bow your head, you will inevitably become a slave to some big figure after the trial ends."
"If you are willing to bow and become a dog for a genius from a top-tier large civilization, I would love to see your joke in the Second World, hahahaha—"
The decision of the Silkworm Dream Manager, it has no chance of change, even if it's unacceptable, it must be accepted.
