Nero wasn't entirely afraid of the Lord of the Dragon Realm; even the rather tricky Zhuo Geng could be taken down by the five Sons of Origin without coercion if there was no time constraint. The current issue, similar to the one in Half Moon Gorge, is time!
They cannot afford to delay! Though the Blood Slaughter Legion appears unstoppable, the Dragon Realm still possesses the advantage of time, place, and harmony. The five Sons of Origin are akin to a sharp blade, and if their attack momentum is thwarted, preventing them from quickly piercing the heart of the Dragon Realm to achieve their objective, the continuous influx of troops from both races will grind them to dust.
"Someone will come forward to face the enemy, so you can focus on your surprise attack and carry out your task."
"Let's see what you Blood Slaughter scoundrels can do today!" As Bai Ze was comforting Nero, they were suddenly met with Long Taichu's robust roar.
