Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

Chapter 458 Declaration of War
When Daragon and others saw the fighting spirit in Gao Yang's eyes, they immediately understood what he meant.

In addition to being blacksmiths, they are also natural warriors, and they have seen this kind of gaze too many times.

The will to challenge oneself and fight against strong enemies cannot be dispelled in a few words.

Moreover, Gao Yang did this to buy them time on the other hand.

"Yu, I won't say anything else. When this storm is over, come to me and I will treat you to the strongest wine of our dwarf tribe." Daragon stretched out his big hand, patted Gao Yang's shoulders twice, and spoke solemnly.

Gao Yang laughed heartily and agreed without hesitation, "Okay, then you have to prepare more."

After making a joke, the smile on Gao Yang's face faded. He took out a bottle of dragon blood potion and drank it. Then he stood up and walked out of the forging workshop. A faint smell of blood wafted from his body.

The change in this instant was so great that the four dwarves present were surprised.

As Gao Yang walked towards the workshop gate, he turned back and warned a few people: "If you have a way to contact the tribesmen outside the workshop, then tell them to stay away from here.

I will warn you twice. If anyone still stays here after that, I will not hold back, regardless of race."

After the words fell, Daragon and others were stunned for a moment, and then quickly notified the tribesmen who might be outside.

Gao Yang waited in front of the huge black metal door for two minutes. Seeing that the people behind him had stopped moving, he stretched out his hand and placed it on the heavy metal door.

Rumble~
With a dull roar, Gao Yang easily opened the door of the forging workshop.

Pairs of eyes full of desire couldn't wait to squeeze in through the gap in the door, but before they could get in, they were blocked by a strong body.

Gao Yang squeezed out from the gap in the metal door and closed the metal door behind him.

After doing all this, he looked at the dense crowd in front of him. Even though there was a row of Iron Rock City dwarf guards between them, the desire in those people's eyes made him squint his eyes slightly.

Among the crowd in front of him, there were humans, elves, dwarfs, and orcs, as if a feast of hundreds of races was unfolding before him.

Gao Yang lowered his eyelids, blocking out the desires that seemed to pierce through people's hearts, and slowly said, "Everyone leave now."

As the voice fell, there was a slight commotion in the crowd. Several people who had seen Gao Yang at the city gate hesitated for a moment, but in the end, the desire to survive overcame their reason, and they turned around and left the crowd quickly.

However, the departure of these people not only failed to arouse the herd mentality of the others, but instead caused bursts of sneers.

Gao Yang looked at this scene, his eyes were calm, but his expression became even colder.

After a few more breaths, he looked at the crowded crowd in front of him again and said, "Everyone leave now."

They remained unmoved, and some even relied on their height and strength to push forward provocatively.

"Three! Two! One!"

After the countdown, Gao Yang looked at the still resolute crowd, clenched his hand, and a silver-white sword appeared out of thin air in his hand.

The moment this big sword appeared, it attracted everyone's attention.

They had seen before that what shot up into the sky was clearly a beam of sword energy, and the human in front of them was holding a sword, which might be the quasi-divine weapon.

The next moment, their guess was confirmed.

Gao Yang extended his finger and flicked Yongyao lightly. Suddenly, a circle of silver-white sword light spread out from Yongyao's sword, and the aura of the sword light column that appeared earlier was almost identical. "I don't understand. Even if a quasi-artifact was born here, what does that have to do with you?
You are all waiting here with your eyes wide open. Do you want to wait for chaos to come, and then think that you can grab that quasi-artifact in the chaos with your pitiful or even ridiculous luck, and reach the pinnacle of your life with this quasi-artifact?

On this continent, there has never been any so-called fairness and justice, only the law of the jungle.

You guys, should you be aware of this?"

When Gao Yang said this, he did not lower his voice, and even used his fighting spirit to ensure that his voice could be accurately transmitted to the ears of the 582 lives in front of him.

Gao Yang started to move forward. He would never kill innocent people. He had already given these people in front of him two chances. Anyone who still stayed here was his enemy.

He never shows any mercy to his enemies.

As he took a step forward, fighting spirit condensed under his feet, and Gao Yang walked over the heads of the dwarf guards step by step, just like walking up stairs.

Feeling the eager and vigilant eyes below, Gao Yang swung his sword directly.

The moment Gao Yang drew his sword, sword energy more than 30 meters long gushed out from the tip of Yongyao's sword, covering the semicircular area in front of Gao Yang in an instant.

All the lives in the area trembled violently, and then scattered to the ground under the horrified gaze of the onlookers.

The bloody smell that rose into the sky exploded instantly, and the flowing blood and organs filled the gaps on the ground.

With just one sword strike, hundreds of lives were lost.

Such a scene, coupled with the smell of blood, instantly sobered up those who were blinded by greed.

They looked at the human who was slightly taller than the crowd, their eyes filled with fear, and then some of them turned and ran away.

This seemed to trigger a chain reaction, and people who came to their senses began to turn around and run away.

At this moment, they finally understood what kind of existence they were facing.

However, as they turned around, a sword energy as condensed as substance slashed through their bodies at the last moment.

Under the extremely sharp quasi-divine weapon, whether it was a mortal body or hard metal armor, it was no different from paper and was easily torn into pieces.

Life is withering away at an extremely fast speed. If placed in the underworld, this speed would at least be that of a high-level god of death.

If the god of death from the underworld was present, Gao Yang would cling to his thighs tightly, because he was the client's father who helped to improve the performance.

In just a few seconds, there was no living being left standing in front of Gao Yang.

He walked in the sticky pool of blood, but the sticky blood could not stain Gao Yang's feet at all.

Gao Yang looked at the terrified crowd in the distance. His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone:

"It's called Yongyao. If anyone wants to get it, they can come to Yinchang Highlands. I will wait for you there for fifteen days, but I hope that the person who comes here is a strong person in the extraordinary realm.

As for the legend, I will leave in an instant when you arrive at the battlefield."

The Silver Sleeve Plateau is located between the Azrimu Mountains and the Immortal Wasteland. It is a high plain area. It is named Silver Sleeve Plateau because of the silver flowers growing all over the mountains.

(End of this chapter)