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"It's a small problem. As long as the Dark King doesn't come, I'll kill no matter how many other polluted races come!"

When Shi Yu finished speaking, Bing Ling nodded slightly.

"I believe you, but I'm afraid that the Dark King will come too."

"Ah, this…" Shi Yu said, "I don't think so."

"Lord World King's condition isn't good. No one can say for sure." Bing Ling shook her head.

"Of course, I don't mean for you to deal with the Dark King. I'm not that heartless." She smiled.

"It's just that if the Dark King personally goes to battle, even if it doesn't attack, the strength and morale of the Dark King Army will become unprecedentedly powerful."

"It's roughly equivalent to saying that the Dark King Army is a pet army with a cosmic-level Beast Tamer strengthening them behind their backs. Do you understand?"