Chapter 5799

'Is this my fate?' Tyson clenched his fists and felt cheated by destiny for a brief moment.

"Wow."

When Tyson was about to die under Jenson's sword, a mocking voice from the sky not far away said, "How arrogant you are!"

Jenson frowned and turned his head to look when he heard the voice.

Tyson subconsciously looked up at the sky at the same time.

A figure flew over.

The man, dressed in a white robe, appeared like a god. He was about 30 years old, very young, with a handsome face, but there was a faint evil spirit in his brows.

It was Prince Auten, who had just returned from the imperial city's fifth floor.

Prince Auten had learned about what had occurred in the Raksasa Tribe in the previous few days from the divine soldier who had delivered the message to him. When he heard Master Magaera's suggestion, he rushed over.

Prince Auten arrived two hours ago. He hid quietly aside and watched as two groups of people fought fiercely. Then he realized one of them was Tyson, the Raksasa