"The Fist King is dead, but don't panic. I am the new leader of the 'Godly Fist Union'. Follow me into Liberty City and let's claim the Elysian World!"
When Great Iron City fell from the sky, emanating a brilliant fireball that consumed everything, a lot of ambitious experts in the Fist King's army immediately waved their chainswords and vibration sabers and roared ear-splittingly at the heights of the burning fire.
Then, after a brief daze, they noticed the existence of their competitors and glared at each other furiously.
"The leader of Liberty City is doomed. The Fist King is doomed. But Liberty City is still here. Brothers, let's hold our position! After we defeat this wave of attacks, we will be able to defend Liberty City and become the new master of the Elysian World!"
In Liberty City, a lot of tough bandits and thugs were roaring crazily, too, trying to regroup the soldiers and raise their morale, hoping to take Xiahou Wuxin's position.