章 992: How Were They to Fight?

Lake Ze An, after the flood.

The Honorary Aristocrats who had been washed over by the floodwaters quickly regrouped.

After all, someone who had managed to get to such a position would not easily give up no matter what they were doing. The Black Flood Dragon might have evolved into a real Dragon, but it was the accomplishment of the Black Flood Dragon and had nothing to do with Hong Dali.

It was not strange that they would have such a thought. After all, none of them had seen Hong Dali and the rest riding on top of the Black Dragon's head…

This was where it got interesting. Wuwei wanted to kill all of them, but Hong Dali would not allow it to. These people also wanted to kill Hong Dali and the other four, but whether they would succeed or not was hard to say…

These Black-level Honorary Aristocrats had been waiting here for a day.