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Chapter 576: Hindustan Is Here

"What? The Dragon of Huaxia is in Dongying?"

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"Haha! Serves them right! Those Dongyingese aren't good people either! What? They want us to go over and kill the Dragon together?"

"That's good news! Let's go! Whatever Huaxia has, Hindustan has too. Whatever Hindustan doesn't have, Huaxia can't have it either!"

"That's why we must kill the Dragon!"

When the news reached Hindustan, the remaining holy mountains were in an uproar.

"Huaxia has gone too far for destroying one of our holy mountains. We must take revenge! We'll kill the Dragon in return for the holy mountain."

"Revenge! Revenge!"

On a holy mountain, the Hindustani cultivators raised their arms high in anger.

They were all bags of skin and bones. However, their skin was dark gold and had a metallic luster.

Those people were ascetics. They practiced the mystical art of yoga, and their bodies were extremely resilient.

At first glance, people might think that they were refugees.

The elders of the previous generation were awakened amid the frenzied atmosphere. They led the ascetics onto planes and headed toward Dongying with murderous intent.

When the news reached Europe, the reaction was completely different.

"Hahaha! Dongying is also in trouble? Great! If they are in trouble, let's all be in trouble!"

The warlocks gloated in their towers.

"What? You're asking us to go over and help you?"

The laughter stopped instantly.

The smiles on the warlocks' faces disappeared, and their gazes started to flicker.

"That... that's not a good idea? The Dragon might be despicable, but what harm has he caused us, other than stealing a few things?"

"That's right! We're peaceful people! We want friendship! We're good friends with Huaxia!" The warlocks lied without skipping a beat.

The others rolled their eyes, thinking to themselves, 'What nonsense! Would good friends empty our vault?'

However, they were not going to agree to kill the Dragon. The Dragon belonged to Mao Mountain, and they were fearful of retaliation.

"Oh my! I feel dizzy. My head spins whenever I hear the term 'Dragon'. That must be some past trauma! I'll be taking my leave first. You guys can continue discussing!" An elderly warlock shouted while pressing his forehead.

Then, he stood up and staggered out.

As soon as he got out of the room, he immediately straightened his back, his legs stopped shaking, his head stopped hurting, and he was full of energy. He quickly slunk away, lest he was involved in the incident.

'Dammit, that old fox!' The other warlocks cursed under their breaths.

One after another, they began to pretend to be sick of various ailments.

In a short while, more than half of them had left the room. There was no way the meeting could continue.

"Sigh! I'm very sorry about that. There's some trouble here, and we really can't help... what trouble? Oh, we're all old and sick. Let's see, two of them are suffering from heart disease, there are three with high blood pressure and diabetes, and there's another with headache and diarrhea.