When the land was occupied by demons, people had no choice but to flee to the sky. After transmigration, Ricky found that he had become the City Lord of a Sky City. He quickly became familiar with this new world and established a clear direction for survival, which was to resolutely engage in farming (kingdombuilding)! He would farm (kingdombuilding) diligently, develop vigorously, and then gallop through the skies. If anyone disagrees, then launch a great sky battle. Or a war!
There was no standoff, no caution, and certainly no hesitation. As soon as Rocky stepped onto the platform, his telepathically coordinated opponents instantly sprang into action.
Nine opponents, like nine wild beasts, charged ferociously at Rocky!
"Damn it!"
Although he had been psychologically prepared, Rocky couldn't help but curse when everyone lunged at him at once. Without a second thought, he leaped into the air.
No sooner had he flown up than several of his opponents also jumped into the air and accelerated directly towards him.
One competitor accelerated towards Rocky, roaring as he raised his long sword and viciously slashed at him, exhibiting a ferocity and viciousness not typical of a competition but rather of a fight to the death!
Indeed, these competitors were fighting for their lives.