Blue Star, Tianjing Square.
Everyone's eyes were wide open, staring fixedly at the Rotes sand sculpture whose head was blown off in the square, and for a moment, silence fell.
Then the next moment, a thunderous cheer erupted.
"Won! The Alliance Hierarch won!"
"Haha, Rotes got shot in the head! This time, it's really done for!"
"Under the guns and cannons of the Mechanical War God, all beings are equal! Even the Demon Envoy has only death as the final outcome!"
"Hey, this is more like shellfishing than fighting for the Alliance Hierarch, so damn easy!"
At the same time, leaders from other countries around the world, upon seeing Li Haotian blast the Demon Envoy Rotes, finally let out a sigh of relief.
The military capabilities of these countries were far inferior to those of the East Dragon Empire, and none had an "Apostle Level" professional like Li Haotian who could fight a nation single-handedly.
