875 Aggressive Nethery

A jet of gold light came in just a blink of an eye.

Standing on the city wall and laughing so loud nobody could stand it, the Great Ethereal Realm demon scorpion race's expert suddenly shivered. A force hit him, sending him out of the city wall.

He fell to the ground, plowing a ditch. The impact caused dust to fly everywhere.

A cold and sharp sound echoed through the sky. A moment later, an ink-black Netherworld Ship that exuded thick Nether energy appeared, crossing the sky.

Gold light emerged, illuminating the shoulder of a graceful shadow standing on the front deck of the Netherworld Ship.

Nethery wore a long, black dress. Her face was cold and arrogant like frost as her indifferent eyes scanned the place.

The gold light on Shrimpy's body hadn't scattered at all. Standing on Nethery's shoulder, its eyes rolled, checking around.

On the city wall, all the Light Wind Empire's guards were scared.