The Millinger Catastrophe Begins

"Now, you pay the price."

Hearing the puppet's scorning voice, Gudora unleashed his crystal mist, turned the puppet head into crystal, and shattered it into powder. He unleashed his Prana radially, enveloping the entire City Lord Estate, looking for Inala's traces. 'He's not here.'

He grunted in anger, observing the corpses of soldiers strewn across the estate. Everyone there had been slaughtered, with Hanya being the last of them. 'He killed Lurt too.'

"Inala!" Gudora was unable to control his anger, but the puppet's words continued to echo in his mind. Indeed, as explained by the voice, the moment Gudora unleashed his presence in full display, the energy waves billowed out of Ellora City.

The Centingers far away would consider it a challenge. After all, an 8-Life Stage cultivator was strong enough to kill two or three of them easily. Therefore, killing such an enemy would net them the greatest number of points.