Chapter 489: Holding a Grand Funeral in the Kingdom of the Sky Tree!

Gary Smith didn't care whether Kiel Nord hated or feared him, because to someone like him, the whole world felt the same.

In terms of genius, which among the myriad races wasn't stronger than him?

To him, it was just dust on the road, hardly worth mentioning.

Under the guidance of Mia, the Elven Diplomat, Gary Smith smoothly passed through the prosperous city.

He could see that all the elves were strikingly similar, all fervently pursuing some kind of extreme pleasure.

It was as if their desires were magnified countless times!

Gary Smith watched all this indifferently, watching Crimson Moon Dawn still munching on buns, his mouth twitching slightly.

How come this guy's buns never run out.

However, he still asked through psychic perception:

"Did you come to the Kingdom of the Sky Tree just to challenge strong enemies?"