My Waste Husband

Chapter 1982

After Priest Dickie said that, a white feather shot out from his sleeve.

The feather drifted down lightly, spinning as it descended and landed on the four-layer formation that covered the valley! "Whoosh..." Deathly silence filled the entire valley, so silent that a drop of a pin could be heard.

Everyone looked at the fragile-looking feather.

When the feather landed on the four-level formation, it seemed to have been blown by the wind a few times before it drifted downwards! After passing through the four-level formation, it landed in the valley.

"Wow! The power of this feather matches that of the four-level formation?"

"The spells of the Hong Clan are truly incredible!"

Everyone stared at the feather falling into the valley in shock! They saw the feather swaying for a long time before it landed beside Henry. However, Henry was already dead.

Suddenly, the feather flashed and suddenly expanded, growing up to more than ten meters long! It gently drifted down and lifted Henry from

the ground.

"Fatty! Let's get up too!"

Gardiner pulled Ranjeet by the hand and also climbed onto the feather.

The Divine Baby remained in Henry's arms the whole while, and the four of them were safely on the feather.

The feather floated up quietly, circling upwards and flying towards the sky above the valley.

It was like a flying carpet... "Hurry up! Stop Henry!" Xanthos was the first to cry out in shock! He brandished the purple sword in his hand! "Boom!"

In the purple sun, there was a sudden burst of lightning bolts! "Hurry! Let's fight together. Kill Henry first!"

"Yes! Kill anyone who dares to stop us from killing Henry!"

Master Moda and Townlea also shouted loudly in unison! In the sky, countless hexagonal rays of light flashed, transforming into a sky filled with stars. The stars shot towards the feather Henry was on! A multi-coloured Divine Palace also smashed towards the feather! Chaos erupted once again in the valley! "Child's play!"

Priest Dickie just snorted coldly and waved his sleeve. "Formation!"

"Yes sir!"

Behind him, hundreds of Hong Clan members suddenly extended the wings on their backs and flew out in various directions. Scattering around the valley at an extremely fast speed! They surrounded the entire valley, and they emitted a faint white light! "Formation completed!"

"Aside from the people from the Grand Xia Dynasty, kill the rest!"

As soon as Dickie finished speaking... Countless beams of white light flew out from the wings of the hundreds of people from the Hong Clan, as if they were stars in the sky.

When the lights neared them, it became apparent that the white lights were feathers! Those feathers seemed to be soft, but they flew very quickly! Flying even faster than lightning! Unfortunately, the men who were targeted did not have another chance to observe those feathers! "Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Countless feathers shot through the crowd! Blood sprayed everywhere from their bodies! Blood rained from the sky! Even the Prince of the Sacred Empire, Diarmi, had been killed.

He fell into the valley with everyone else silently! In the eyes of the Hong Clan, the Sacred Prince of the Sacred Empire was no more than ant! Even Xanthos and his gang were just slightly larger ants! "You... are just Divine Sky experts. Why would you have such a strong... formation!"

A foggy purple shield of light appeared, blocking the flying feathers that attacked him from every direction! He did everything in his power to maintain the light shield, he could not even speak properly.

Townlea and Master Moda also formed a golden shield and a five-coloured shield in front of them in effort to deflect the flying feathers.Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

Their injuries were more serious than that of Xanthos. At that moment, they had put in all of their effort to deflecting Flying Feathers to even speak. "Didn't the ancestors of your Divine Race tell you what the origin of our Hong Clan is?"

Priest Dickie sneered. He floated up to the platform in an instant and stood in front of Xanthos. "You... you people of the Hong Clan are actually able to imitate speed of the birds?"

Xanthos looked at Dickie, who had suddenly appeared in front of him, with shock.

"Can't you see that there're wings on our backs?"

Dickie flaunted the wings on his back.

"Shouldn't your wings... be just a divine power?"

"It is a divine power. However, it's a divine power that only the Hong Clan can cultivate!"

Dickie stared at Xanthos and said, "Looks like you're more ignorant than I thought!"

Before his voice had died away, Priest Dickie's robe slightly trembled again.

"Boom!"

The purple mist shield around Xanthos suddenly exploded! "Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Countless feathers that glinted faintly shot through the heart of Xanthos like comets in the sky.

"The Hong Clan..." Xanthos mumbled in a daze as he stared at Priest Dickie. His body then stopped for a second and fell from the sky.

At the same time, Townlea and Master Moda also had their hearts pierced by tens of thousands of feathers and fell towards the ground like Xanthos... only Nahir and his subordinates remained in the air.

"This..." Nahir's face was filled with

terror as he looked at the rapidly flying feathers and his accomplices who were falling one after another Like Xanthos, he had originally thought that there was nothing to fear about the Hong Clan since the disappearance of the Saint 3,000 years ago.

Just because the Hong Clan did not go descend their mountain to intervene in the disputes of the Vast Thousand Worlds, Nahir, Gordie, and

Milborne would go to Hong

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Mountain once in every ten years

and pay their respects to the Hong Clan.

However, as the great Xia Emperor of the Grand Xia Dynasty, Nahir had always been cautious. Thus, unlike the rest of the three, he did not act disrespectfully towards Priest Dickie.

Which was the reason Priest Dickie had spared the people of the Grand Xia Dynasty.

Seeing that Xanthos and the other two had been killed by Priest Dickie, Nahir was secretly joyful.

"Thank you, Priest Dickie, for not killing me!"

Nahir led his men to kneeling in the air.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you people of the Grand Xia Dynasty?"

Priest Dickie threw a cold gaze at Nahir, who was at his feet.

"It's because... I didn't speak as rudely as they did to you just now!"

Nahir did not dare to look at Dickie directly.

"That's not it."

Dickie paused for a moment, then said with his hands clasped behind his back, "It was because your Grand Xia Dynasty is the designated guardian of the restricted zone, as appointed by the Saint of the Hong Clan!"

"Does... that mean, in the ancestral teachings of the Grand Xia, the events regarding the forbidden regions are all true?"

Nahir was stunned.

Three thousand years ago, when the Saint of the Hong Clan had mysteriously vanished, Nahir Xia was still a young kid.

500 years ago, Nahir Xia had entered the Restricted Zones alone and shocked the world. Which led his father to choose him as his successor.

After his father had died, Nahir then inherited the empire of the Grand Xia.

The emperor before Nahir had told Nahir many secrets regarding forbidden areas, on his deathbed.

He had said that the imperial clan of the Grand Xia were actually selected by the Saint of the Hong Clan to guard the Restricted Zones.

The saint had told them to not leak any information regarding the situation within the Restricted Zones to anyone.

Thus, the most powerful descendants of the Grand Xia Dynasty had personally led the descendants of the imperial clan into the Restricted Zones to suppress the chaos.

After that, anyone who had entered the Restricted Zone was not allowed to speak about the situation within the restricted area! Anyone who dared to violate this Ancestral rule would be killed without exception! Even if they died, they would be punished by the ancestors of the Grand Xia Dynasty!