Necromancer: Ahem! I'm really not Lao Liu!

The eldest sister and the little bear stood at the front of the team, looking calm, and conveyed their purpose to the Feather Clan: "We are an envoy from the Church of Light and Darkness. This time we are here to go to the City in the Sky!" The voice was clear and loud through extraordinary blessings, and echoed in the sky and earth.

Upon hearing this, the Feather Tribe members looked at each other in disbelief. "The Church of Light?" one of the Feather Tribe leaders couldn't help but repeat in a low voice. Although they didn't usually interact with the Church of Light, they had heard of it a little.

In their perception, the Church of Light has always presented itself as holy and pure, its teachings advocating light, love, and peace, and the conduct of its members also exudes a spirit of light...

But the scene before them was truly difficult for them to connect with the Church of Light they knew. Ahead of the group, a group of Light Nether Bone Dragons radiated a cold, eerie light. Their skeletons jagged and their aura menacing, they looked like messengers from the dark abyss.

How could this be the kind of pomp and ceremony they knew the Church of Light should have? What kind of Church of Light would use skeletons to clear the way?

All the Feathered Tribe members were filled with doubts, their eyes filled with confusion and vigilance.

Zhang Dabing and his companions looked at the Feather Tribe, who were still on guard as if facing a formidable enemy, and suddenly felt that things were not that simple...

As they gradually approached their second line of defense, no Feather Tribe came to guide them, and there was no sign of the second line of defense being opened. Seeing that they did not react, these arrogant Feather Tribe members were all eager to try their luck and fight against the demons.

Zhang Dadan looked at the wary and suspicious expressions of the Feather Tribe and couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that there was something wrong with my approach? I'd been so polite all along, but these guys were acting like this. What was the meaning? Was I being too gentle?

At this time, the eldest sister's eyes lit up, and her face showed an eager expression. She said to Zhang Dabing excitedly: "Third brother, look, they don't seem to welcome us very much~" The tone of her voice seemed to be full of anticipation for the possible conflict that was about to happen.

Little Bear, who was listening nearby, quickly agreed, "What do you mean they're not welcome? I think they've already sharpened their knives, ready to chop people with them." As he spoke, he exaggeratedly demonstrated the action of chopping people.

The second brother remained calm and analyzed slowly, "After all, we're new here, and perhaps the strength we've demonstrated previously isn't intimidating enough in their eyes. Plus, our team's unique appearance and style are so different from what they're used to, it's inevitable that they'll feel uneasy and insecure."

Zhang Dabing understood clearly that the second brother, though he hadn't said it directly, had hit the nail on the head. Looking around, their entire army was a scene of skeletal remains. The massive Light Nether Bone Dragons radiated a cold light, like messengers from the abyss. And the Bone-Winged Angels, their bony wings fluttering behind them, exuded a mysterious and chilling aura. The entire army's aura was truly awe-inspiring.

But such an image, trying to convey friendship, is truly a stretch. Look at those skulls, their empty eye sockets like an endless abyss of darkness, their eerie bones cold and rigid. No matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with the traditional concept of friendship. Even if you tell people, "We are friendly,"

Whether he believes it or not, judging from their performance, these Feathered Tribe members do not believe it.

Zhang Dabao pondered for a moment and felt that what the second brother said was absolutely right. Looking at the eldest sister, who looked eager to try, as if ready to do something big at any moment, and the little bear cheering her on, what they said was pure nonsense, so he automatically ignored it.

Zhang Dabing was filled with frustration. He just wanted to show off his peace-loving image, but why was it so difficult?

In that case~(?0?1?6?3?0?1) Zhang Dabing made up his mind and quietly gave a signal. In an instant, the Light Angels glowed with dazzling light, and sixth-order energy erupted without reservation. Powerful waves of force spread out in all directions like a surging tide, and the bone-chilling aura seemed to freeze the surrounding air.

When the Feathered Tribe and the Angel of Light and Darkness meet, if we have to find a common point, it would probably be that they both have wings.

The beauty of the Angels of Light and Darkness is truly beautiful, like elves walking out of a dream, their bones exquisitely carved, as if they were science and fantasy; while the Feathered Clan possesses a uniquely dynamic beauty, their lithe figures seeming to dance with the wind, a truly dynamic beauty.

However, when so many sixth-rank angels of light and darkness unleashed their power simultaneously, the scene was truly astonishing. Light overflowed, and energy surged like surging waves, seemingly threatening to engulf the entire world.

This powerful force made the Feather Tribe members truly feel the true meaning of fear. They felt an invisible and immense pressure like a mountain pressing down on them. Their bodies suddenly went cold, their hearts trembling with fear, and even their bones could not help but tremble slightly.

They knew that if there were only ten or a hundred sixth-level units, they might be able to cope with it by relying on the Feather Clan's background and paying some price.

But the sixth-order power before them, numbering in the tens of thousands, was like a devastating disaster. This was no longer a question of whether they could fight or not; the other party could easily abuse them a thousand times over, and they still knew what was more important.

At this moment, Zhang Dadan and his men were like guns, while the Feather Tribe were like wooden knives. The friendly exchange between the two...

果然，(?2?9?9?9?0?0?9?9?0?7?2?9)?7?7没过多久，羽族的第二道防线便匆忙关闭。紧接着，几位羽族主动从前方走来，自愿充当起了引路者。

(?2?9＞?1?1＜)Hehehe, seeing this scene, Zhang Dabing felt so proud in his heart. He said with great satisfaction that he liked this kind of "efficient" and friendly way of communication.

It must be said that these Feather Tribe members truly knew how to assess the situation and act accordingly. Faced with the overwhelming force displayed by Zhang Dabing and his group, they quickly made a wise choice, avoiding a conflict that could have led to catastrophic consequences.

This was precisely the reason why Zhang Dabing was willing to come to this world and interact with the Feather Tribe. If the Feather Tribe were all rebellious and stubborn, with Zhang Dabing's style and formidable strength, they would have been reduced to dust by now, their ashes scattered by him.

After all, in the face of absolute power, meaningless resistance is often futile. For the continuation of the race, it is not shameful~

In this way, Zhang Dabing and his group, led by the Feather Clan's messenger, soon arrived at the Feather Clan's Sky City. This city, suspended in the sky, exuded a mysterious and enchanting aura, and from afar, it looked like a dream.

However, what Zhang Dadan and his companions hadn't anticipated was that, in this seemingly fantastical and advanced world, the Feather Tribe still retained its traditional clan system. The vast Feather Tribe was led by a highly respected clan leader, assisted by experienced and wise elders. To the four, this ancient management model was truly unique.