novel bin Chapter 466 You think you're right just because you're short?
Chapter 466 You think you're right just because you're short?
In an underground base in the Arctic, hurried footsteps echoed like a rapid drumbeat in a corridor.
Li Baitian frantically moved his legs, his leather shoes making a crisp sound as they stepped on the non-slip metal floor.
He was breathing heavily, his lungs gurgling like bellows.
His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, which slid down his cheeks and landed on his collar.
Ahead, Darrens' figure moved as fast as a galloping horse.
This representative of the Holy Human Race was currently surrounded by a surge of violent holy light. Even without using magic, the sheer physical prowess of a high-level professional far surpassed that of ordinary humans in the Great Xia Dynasty.
"Huff...huff...wait!" Li Baitian was somewhat desperate. He couldn't catch up, he simply couldn't catch up!
A sudden gust of wind rose behind them.
Elder Waldoron moved with agility, his toes lightly touching the ground as he darted past like a ghost.
The centaur Walken's hooves flew, the "clattering" sound resonating slightly on the ground.
The dwarf Bagel strode with his short, thick, yet incredibly powerful legs, like a miniature bulldozer speeding by.
Three figures arrived at him easily, coming from behind, and stood parallel to him.
"Mr. Li!" Waldorlon shouted.
"Is Her Majesty the Queen alright?"
"And our Beast King!" Volken followed closely behind, his voice filled with anxiety.
Bagher roared in a gruff voice:
"Is my dad alright?!"
As Li Baitian ran, he loosened his uniform tie and shouted through gritted teeth:
"The intelligence... phew... didn't mention their situation! If they didn't mention it, it probably means... they're fine!"
This ambiguous answer clearly failed to quell the concerns of the three representatives from different races.
"No! I want to see His Majesty with my own eyes!" Walken turned his head and stared with eyes as big as copper bells.
Li Baitian pointed at Darrens, who was about to disappear around the corner, and shouted urgently, "If you really want to know the details, hold Darrens down!"
"Phew... let him calm down!"
"We need to pack our things so we can all head back to Terra as soon as possible!"
These words instantly jolted the three of them awake.
"Right! Let's go back to Terra first!" Bagel slapped his thigh, his fiery red beard fluttering in the wind.
"Chase!"
Waldoron's eyes sharpened, and his speed doubled.
Around the corner ahead.
Darrens, running at full speed with bloodshot eyes, seemed to be rushing along the road he had come from, just as he remembered.
The news of the Pope's death devastated him.
He had only one thought in his mind: return to the City of Holy Light!
A green afterimage flashed by.
Waldor descended from the sky, his hands locking Darrens's left arm like iron clamps.
"Let me go!" Darrens roared.
"Lord Darrens, calm down!" the elven elder whispered.
"Get out of my way!" Darrens's body erupted with holy light, the blinding light turning the corridor as bright as day.
He suddenly swung his arm, and the terrifying force sent Waldoron flying half a meter.
Before he could take another step...
"Bang!"
A massive centaur charged straight at them.
Walken's thick arms wrapped around Darrens's waist, his four hooves gripping the ground tightly, leaving several glaring white marks on the ground.
"Calm down, stop now!" Walken's neck veins bulged and his muscles bulged.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Bagher lunged forward, leaping two meters high, his rough hands gripping Darrens's collar tightly, and slamming him hard to the ground.
With a muffled thud, Darrens was slammed against the wall.
"Let go! I want to see the Pope!" Darrens struggled desperately.
Just as the four men were holding Darrens down, Li Baitian finally arrived.
He leaned against the wall with one hand, bent over and panting heavily. He looked at Darrens, who was struggling like a bull, and his lips twitched involuntarily.
"You...whew...you run really fast..." Li Baitian pointed in the opposite direction, speechless.
"The portal to Terra... is on that road behind."
"You're going the wrong way!"
Darrens, who was struggling frantically, suddenly froze.
His eyes widened, the redness in them fading slightly, replaced by utter astonishment.
Seeing that the other party had quieted down, Li Baitian said:
"Let him go."
Waldorlon released his grip.
Bagl jumped off Darrens as well.
"I know the news about the Pope has upset you." Li Baitian straightened up and caught his breath.
"But doing this now will only waste your time."
"The right thing to do is to pack your things immediately, or bring whoever you want to bring, and then I'll take you to Terra!"
Darrens stood up and nodded silently.
Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Actually, there's not much to deal with regarding these representatives of other races.
Whether it was a staff, a warhammer, or personal clothing, they had long since been stuffed into their respective spatial rings.
But crossing two realms was a huge undertaking, and they had to return to their base to explain things to the clansmen who remained behind.
Li Baitian watched the group leave, then, thinking of the dragon race, turned and walked towards a private elevator, pressing the button to go to the Central Ecological Park.
As the elevator doors opened, a wave of moist air, carrying the fragrance of earth and vegetation, rushed out.
This is an underground ecological zone specially opened up by the Great Xia Dynasty for the dragon race.
The dome simulates blue sky and white clouds, with tall transplanted trees rising from the ground.
"boom--!"
As soon as Li Baitian stepped out of the elevator, he felt a slight tremor in the ground.
That was caused by the dragons' actions.
In the distance, a red dragon over sixty meters long is dozing on the edge of an artificial lake.
With each breath, the nostrils exhaled a hot, sulfurous odor, causing the surrounding grass to sway slightly.
Sensing Li Baitian approaching, the red dragon slowly opened its dark golden vertical pupils, its icy gaze piercing like a sharp sword.
"Greetings, Your Excellency!" The red dragon's voice was deep and resonant, like rolling thunder.
Li Baitian nodded slightly and said:
"The outcome of the Terra war is in: the Demon God has been killed, and the millions of demons have been annihilated."
"Representatives from various races are about to return to Terra to contact their people. Will the dragons accompany them?"
His dark golden vertical pupils suddenly contracted.
The red dragon suddenly straightened up, and its massive shadow instantly enveloped Li Baitian.
A strong wind howled, making Li Baitian's uniform flutter loudly.
"The Demon God... is dead?!" The red dragon's voice was filled with undisguised shock.
It knew all too well the terror of the demon god, a being that even the proud dragon race was unwilling to confront directly.
How did this seemingly weak Great Xia civilization manage to do it?
"I'm going!" The red dragon let out a high-pitched roar, the sound waves causing the surrounding vegetation to tremble wildly.
Several young dragons that were frolicking in the distance turned their heads and looked over curiously.
Li Baitian nodded:
"Your dragons are too large to pass through the regular passages."
"I will arrange for our staff to take you through a dedicated lane to the portal plaza for assembly."
The dragon couldn't help but sneer, wondering who it was looking down on!
Just because you're short doesn't mean you're right.