"Why are you so surprised? The freezing temperatures are still below -100°C." Tyr shrugged. "Even heat disasters don't exceed 100°C."
If it exceeds 100c, the world is doomed!
Zombies won't need to conquer the world anymore; the world will just be destroyed!
"With the plants so lush now, shouldn't the temperature drop suddenly?" Number 6 found it strange: "This doesn't make sense."
"...Do you think you can reason with the apocalypse?" Tyr rolled his eyes and slapped him. "The heat disaster was caused by Samael's abilities. There's even lava here. You didn't expect that at all."
“Pride, as one of the Seven Deadly Sins, did not appear at the beginning because it was incomplete.” Tyr recalled carefully: “As the Seven Deadly Sins died and their power returned, it slowly appeared; otherwise, it would have been easily scattered.”
"Then, if we don't kill the other seven deadly sins, will pride always remain incomplete?" Number 6's eyes lit up, but before he could finish speaking, he received another slap on the back of the head.
"Not kill the Seven Deadly Sins? Let them kill us instead? Are you stupid?" Number 2 glared.
"Anyway, let's go down. Although we're not sure we can win, the sooner we resolve this, the better." Tyr clenched his fists so tightly they cracked. "You're all fearless warriors. Two of you take a healer down with you. Use the healer as soon as you fall in, and find the altar to shut off this layer of lava."
"As for me, I will deliver the fatal blow to Samael while you shut down this layer of lava."
Tyr is an absolute burst type. His ability to combine the power of the animal king and the animal fusion will infinitely amplify the combat power of the animals in all aspects and convert it into his own power, while also adding a certain amount of attribute damage.
When Tyr transforms into the King of Animals, his fur can certainly withstand the lava, but it also weakens his power. Tyr must ensure that this attack is strong enough.
"It's not the right time yet." A voice came, accompanied by loud footsteps. Everyone saw a manipulator stop and obediently squat down.
The Volga warriors were surprised. They did have a puppeteer, but one could only make a single target a puppet to fight for them, while the other, even if he could control a group of puppets, could only perform simple combat actions.
Moreover, both of them can only contract zombie puppets. Once the puppet has a consciousness of its own, it will fall into chaos from time to time.
The contracted zombies can only be used for combat. When not in use, they can only lie down and cannot perform delicate movements such as squatting. They even lean forward slightly, seemingly to avoid hurting the people sitting on their shoulders.
"Isn't now the right time? The sooner we intervene, the better." Tyr wasn't surprised at all, but he disagreed with Shi Yin's words: "What are you doing here?"
“There just happened to be some activity at the border, and this zombie came from here.” Shi Yin stood in front of the pit: “Tyr, do you remember what this ritual requires?”
"A sacrifice of a powerful being of the same kind." Tyr immediately realized something was wrong: "These conditions can't be met, can they?"
Tyr realized that he had fallen into a habitual thought pattern.
The difference between the crystal cores was huge. In his memory, when Samael began the ritual, the zombies were already very strong, with at least one orange or red crystal core among a hundred zombies.
Samael's ritual requires the sacrifice of at least a thousand red crystal cores. If it were orange, it would probably cost more than ten thousand. The energy of the crystal cores decreases as you go down the chain. If it were converted to the current green and cyan crystals, even feeding all the zombies in the world wouldn't be enough to satisfy this ritual.
Knowing that the sacrifices below were made from zombies, Tyr suggested jumping down and fighting hand-to-hand to kill all the zombies being sacrificed in the ritual, which would be equivalent to stopping the ritual.
“We simply can’t muster that much power right now, and forcing a ritual would only harm the foundation, wouldn’t it?” Tyr pondered. “These guys have no concept of sacrifice; how could they possibly risk everything just to create chaos for humanity?”
They are willing to lead the charge simply because they are all in the same boat; only by defeating humanity can they become kings and rulers in the new world.
But that's on the premise that they still have the life to rule and dominate.
The zombie world is a classic example of the survival of the fittest. If Samael is truly harmed, someone will immediately try to take his place, and his status among the Seven Deadly Sins will be reduced to the lowest level.
No one in a position of power would be willing to take such a risk.
“That’s right, so Samael intends to use the power of Pride as a sacrifice,” Shi Yin said. “Now they have no way out, and Pride is strong enough even without that power. If Samael succeeds, at least He will have an ally of equal caliber.”
This deal is still worthwhile.
In other words, jumping down now will not allow you to see Samael himself; this place is merely an altar for refining energy, and jumping down will yield nothing.
"What did you mean by 'inopportune time'?" Tyr was looking for another solution: "Do you have a way?"
Jumping down to deal with the sacrifice is definitely not going to work now. At that time, Yin just said it wasn't the right time, which means there must be other ways.
“Wait, wait for him to complete the ritual.” Shi Yin looked at the vortex in the pit: “The moment the ritual is completed, Samael will definitely come to inherit the power of the ritual. There will be a three-second gap in between. We must work together to kill him.”
"Is there no other way?" Tyr hesitated.
Three seconds? That's incredibly fast.
If things aren't handled properly, the Volga will be gone, and half of the Yanlong Kingdom will be destroyed.
The reason why only half of the Yanlong Kingdom was destroyed was because most of its people migrated to the southern part of the country. If they had migrated to the northern part of the Yanlong Kingdom, the entire country would have been destroyed.
“But we still need to send someone down there. We need to pinpoint the location of the altar.” Shi Yin looked at the people around her: “Samael will be at the most important place for the sacrifice, and someone else will go and set the coordinates.”
"Why don't we just go?" Tyr waved his hand. "This little bit of lava won't do anything to us."
“But it will hurt you and me, so you must stay at your peak condition at all times.” Shi Yin continued, “Tyr, I can’t use my full release right now, only you can. We don’t know when the ritual will be completed. Every bit of power wasted increases the risk.”
"I'll go." A clear, gentle voice came, catching Shi Yin's words in her throat.
Sometimes Shi Yin really dislikes Bei Qingchuan, a kind of envious dislike. Bei Qingchuan is too sincere, as if he would burn her dark side.
Unlike Ye Shaoheng, who was well protected and young, he had gone through a lot, struggling in the mud to gain a voice and status, yet he possessed an untainted passion.
“This is real lava. Anyone who goes down into it could die.” Shi Yin took a deep breath. “When you are instantly covered by danger, your superpowers will subconsciously activate all their strength to protect you. So after you fall into the lava, this thin layer of lava will not kill you within two seconds.”
"But you will be burned all over your body, and at least half of your skin and bones will be corroded. You will need a powerful healing ability to endure the pain and treat everyone as soon as possible."
“Take this, it can protect you.” Tyr thought for a moment and took out two flat and ornate objects that looked like crystal cores from his chest pocket. They were engraved with elaborate patterns.
An ordinary-looking woman knelt on the ground, her hands clasped together, her head bowed, as if in prayer.
The other was a silhouette from behind, pure and holy like a goddess, completely naked yet inspiring no blasphemous thoughts.
It is an imprint of patience and chastity.
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