Global Floating Islands: I Have SSS Talent

A voice dropped, and this Omeia had already charged in.

Of course, Han Xing and the others knew that this Omeia thought they only had the aura of a legend and would be easy to handle, so it was trying to strike first.

But obviously, Han Xing wouldn’t put up with it.

"Take action."

The moment Han Xing finished speaking, the team’s attacks simultaneously burst forth.

Su Xiaoyang’s arrow was the fastest, piercing Omeia’s body in an instant.

Then came Zhang Lianmeng’s meteorite and Han Xing’s Gale·Break.

This was a combined strike by everyone.

It’s known that even a high-tier Demigod like the Shadow Monarch, when faced with their siege, was forced to use escape tactics and almost got instant-killed.

Replacing it with a middle-tier Demigod like Omeia, there was simply no chance to resist at all.

When a few attacks landed, fear appeared in the avian eyes of this Omeia.

It severely underestimated the strength of these humans, shouting angrily.

"You guys aren’t legends at all!"

"Tweet!!"

Thud!

The five attacks descended directly, covering this Demigod-level Omeia’s body.

After a terrifying wave of energy.

In the sky, a plume of thick tail smoke appeared, resembling a crashed airplane.

In the last moments, Han Xing held back and didn’t actually kill this Omeia.

Because he had other motives.

At this moment, this Demigod-level Omeia regained consciousness, hurriedly stabilized its position, and floated weakly in the air.

However, deep fear had appeared in its eyes.

It knew clearly it almost got instant-killed by these humans!

Having passed through the ghost’s gate directly, this made the Omeia look at Han Xing with fear.

Han Xing looked at the dying Omeira on the ground and asked, "Want to live or die?"

At this moment, this Omeira still appeared very unyielding.

It glared and said, "Of course I want to live!"

Han Xing nodded and then threw a yellowed scroll toward Omeira.

"Two choices, either sign the contract or die."

Seeing this scroll, the Demigod Omeia’s eyes widened, "You actually want to enslave me?"

Han Xing nodded, "Creatures like you, even if you obey now, secretly probably won’t comply."

"So, making you sign a contract is the simplest and most direct method."

Hesitation flashed in this Demigod Omeia’s eyes.

Han Xing continued, "I think the Elf Race should have delivered the message to you, but you rejected it."

"Now, the demons of the Abyss Realm are invading in great numbers, and every creature in the Holy Spirit Realm has a duty to defend."

"So, as the price for sparing your life, you now take half of the Omeia army to the Elf Race to join the battle."

Yet, the Demigod-level Omeia still said unyieldingly, "Why should I help the Elf Race?"

Upon hearing this, Han Xing raised an eyebrow, his gaze flashing with killing intent.

"Are you saying you are unwilling?"

The Demigod-level Omeira angrily said, "Our tribe has never left the Monsoon Islands; this has been an Omeira clan rule for thousands of years!"

"You asking me to break this rule is worse than letting me die!"

Han Xing heard and glanced at it, saying, "Alright, I respect your choice."

As his words fell, he drew his bowstring,

his heart already filled with killing intent.

In the war against the Abyss Realm, a middle-tier Demigod couldn’t change much of the situation,

What Han Xing valued was this guy’s ability to command other Omeia.

In the Monsoon Islands, the number of Omeia is also a powerful force.

However, since it chooses to rather die than obey, Han Xing will also fulfill this Omeia’s wish.

Just as Han Xing prepared to instant-kill the opponent.

This Omeia suddenly exclaimed, "I’ll sign!"

Han Xing was slightly stunned, his hand about to draw the bowstring also stopping in mid-air.

"You damn?"

If it had said that one second later, Han Xing would have already directly eliminated the opponent.

At this moment, Omeia still had a face full of defiance.

Han Xing felt very speechless.

Are all these guys this troublesome?

Both fearful of death and unwilling to give up the dignity in their hearts.

However, ultimately, this Omeia still signed the contract with Han Xing.

[Successfully signed the contract, Mother of Omeia: Demigod-level creature has joined your camp, Camp Fortune Value +5000.]

After the prompt ended.

The ferocity in Omeia’s eyes faded, and the gaze toward Han Xing carried a hint of complexity and apology.

"Mas... Master..."

Calling someone like this for the first time seemed to make it feel very uncomfortable, its birdface blushing.

Han Xing’s gaze was strange, but he still nodded and said, "Tell me, how many are there in your Omeia clan?"

Upon hearing this, the Mother of Omeia reported the number of strong warriors in the clan.

Han Xing listened and nodded.

Throughout the Monsoon Islands, all Omeia had numbers reaching tens of billions.

Besides this Demigod-level Omeia, the Monsoon Islands had one Initial-tier Demigod-level Omeia.

This was their peak power.

The Omeia clan didn’t have many Demigod-level numbers, but there were plenty of Legendary-level Omeira.

From Initial-stage Legend to High-tier Legend Omeia, numbering over a thousand.

This was even more than some large clans in terms of Legendary powerhouses.

If Han Xing’s Camp Fortune Value wasn’t full, he would want to contract all these Omeia and bring them into his camp.

But now, just signing a contract with this Mother of Omeia was sufficient.

Han Xing nodded and said, "Like I told you before."

"Now the Elf Race is facing an invasion from the Abyss Realm, and it requires the entire Holy Spirit Realm to unite to possibly withstand this crisis."

"Go convey the message; after I come back, lead half of the Legendary Omeia to wait here for me."

"Understood?"

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