บท 952: Rank 7 Pub 2

"Well, that's actually quite embarrassing. Don't we have our own Divine Crystals or something?" Misery asked while scratching the back of his head. 

The others looked at him with a strange glance. AP directly raised a hand and thumped his pal on the back, sending him flying into a nearby table set. 

"Hmph, you pampered young master, do you think our wealth is endless? We barely even have enough Aether Crystals as a group thanks to the wealth of Umbra, and you think we can fashion Divine Crystals from somewhere." AP roared with steam coming from his nose. 

Misery got up from the debris and brushed his body down with a bored expression. "Meh, sounds like a skill issue. If it were left to me, we could be rolling in them by now." 

"ARROGANT! DIE FOR ME!!!" AP bellowed as he lost his temper and manifested his Xingtian Divine Axes, slashing at Misery with his full power.