Chapter 961: Game of Life
Day 3.
Around the center tower.
The sky was as dark as ever, with howling winds and faint slithering lightning.
The shadowy figures on the ruins seemed to have gotten used to waiting. Even though the Abyss Saints had left them alone for another three days, they showed no sign of impatience.
Only Lilith Beiya was unable to tolerate such neglect. She finally couldn't bear it anymore. She snorted coldly and a twisted blood shadow swept through the air, instantly flashing to the sky above the central tower.
But before she could get angry, she groaned, her face changed slightly, and blood rushed to her cheeks.
She frowned and looked up at the northern sky.
In the north, over the skyline of a city separated from here by a continental plate, Burning Sky’s warships blocked out the sky and continuously emerged from wormholes opened in the clouds.
Lilith Beiya's real body was seriously injured by three Burning Angel disciples and was fleeing towards Golden Peacock City.
“That’s really a big deal.”
She turned to look at Nian Gengcheng, who was standing far away. Her crimson eyes were cold and icy. "You Burning Sky Dogs, are you really going to go to war with the Empire?"
Following Lilithbea's words, the others also focused their attention on the young man in the suit.
The young man in the suit raised his hands and, despite being quite far away, he still stepped back, smiling, "Everyone, please be patient. I'm not participating in the battle, so it's useless for you to look at me like this."
"So far, eight of the thirteen apostles have been dispatched, and half of the legions under the four venerable thrones have also descended. Besides the ten great beast masters, nearly half of Burning Heaven's high-ranking combatants have arrived."
The Elemental Saint Priest Lottie, a mature woman in a holy white robe, who had remained silent throughout, pushed up her glasses and said calmly, "With the combination of the heaven-sent calamity and the rules of the disaster, the Goldfinch troops will probably only be able to hold out for two days at most. The Burning Heaven army will be able to reach Goldfinch City."
"I'm right, Miss Maid." She raised her eyes to look at the sky.
On the golden sparrow, the woman holding the umbrella remained silent.
"Your Excellency Shiji, have you, the twelve members of Queshen Mountain, discussed any good plan?" Silver Crown Shadow Lord stood in the ruins with his hands behind his back.
Ke Yanqing shook his head. Now that Quewang Star was isolated by Huojin's divine power, all the parties that could come to help had already done so. Except for Dazui, the representatives of these forces were basically on the front line fighting the enemy.
But Fentian was obviously well prepared, even the Holy Lord Fentian came out personally to delay the mother.
So many days have passed, and Mother is still fighting with the Holy Lord Burning Heaven in the universe, fighting for Tianshu Five.
It should not be difficult for Mother to return to help, but unfortunately, the characteristics of Tianshu V restrain Mother. Mother must ensure that Tianshu V cannot fall into the hands of Burning Heaven Saint Lord, so she has been restrained and dares not return to help Quewang Star.
"If you can really hold on for another two days, reinforcements from my Church of Justice will arrive." Tang Quandao said calmly.
Ke Yanqing knew that the various forces in the 43rd District Holy City were now on the verge of a war over the Holy Relics.
The other forces at most came to provide assistance because they wanted to trade with the Saints of the Abyss, but the Church of Justice was still willing to allocate a large number of troops to support the Plantagenets, which was really the most benevolent thing they could do.
But now the problem for Quewangxing is no longer whether the help can arrive in time.
Ke Yanqing shook his head and said in a clear voice: "Mr. Tang, I thank you for your willingness to help, but the main problem in the war on Quewang Star is actually the Huojin Rules and the Heaven-Sent Disaster."
"The army of spiritual weapons created by the Heaven-Sent Disaster has already overflowed, sweeping across major metropolitan areas. The spread of the disaster poison is impossible to effectively stop. Add to that the various 'superpowers' created by the Huojin rules. After so many days, the strength of those at the top is almost approaching the Saint Realm, and there are quite a few of them. I estimate that by tomorrow, among these superpowers, sage-level combatants will emerge. Then, that will be the beginning of the real disaster."
Everyone present actually understood what Ke Yanqing said, and this was also the terrifying aspect of Huojin's rules.
Among the rules of Huojin, there is a very evil rule called destiny.
The lower the spiritual pressure, even for ordinary people, the greater the probability of receiving various buffs called "destiny" from the Huojin rules within the coverage of the Ximing world, and the faster the upgrade speed.
The higher the spiritual master's rank, the smaller the chance of receiving the buff, such as these bigwigs from various super powers present.
Obviously, Huo Jin set up such rules in order to create greater chaos and death.
"Tsk tsk~ It seems like you all really don't like Huo Jin. I'm different, I like him very much."
Nian Gengcheng smiled, spread his arms, and sighed, "Most people in this world are ordinary people. It is so difficult to reach the sky.
But in this world of fate created for them by the evil god Huojin, they now have the qualifications to ascend to heaven! With billions of dead bones as their foundation, they can embark on the path to godhood in ten days! This is truly wonderful, the great god Huojin, I would like to call you a great being second only to the Supreme Heavenly Emperor.
At this point, Nian Gengcheng sighed again, "It's a pity that the Great God Huojin doesn't seem to agree with our philosophy of Burning Heaven. I feel sorry for this."
Everyone knew that Nian Gengcheng possessed the disgusting ability to resurrect and was difficult to kill. Otherwise, they would never have allowed him to buzz around like a fly.
There was silence for a moment.
Jin Yangtian seemed to have thought of something and suddenly said, "I heard that every time Huo Jin descends upon the world of Ximing, he also transforms into a character in that world and plays around with the human world. Do you know about this?"
The others' interest was piqued by this, especially Lilithbea, who suddenly exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with interest. "Is there such a thing? Did He come by 'resurrection from the dead', or by 'cause and effect'?"
Jin Yangtian shook his head.
On the Golden Sparrow, An Xingjia, with dark circles under his eyes, chuckled softly, "Why, old lady Beiya, are you thinking of using the karmic connection of Huo Jin to become your good brother or sister, and then have some kind of ethical drama with you?"
"An Guinan, do you want to fight again?" The devil horns on Lilith Beiya's head emitted a scarlet light, and her eyes were cold.
Everyone was used to the two's confrontation and paid little attention to it. Silver Crown Shadow Lord said thoughtfully:
"I have also heard of this matter. If it is true, then you should all be careful of the people around you. Perhaps one of your close associates is Huo Jin incarnate, and our memories have been tampered with by him."
A nine-eyed evil god transformed into someone close to him, secretly watching him with malicious intent and mockery—this was indeed a terrifying thing. As soon as these words came out, everyone's brows furrowed, lost in memories.
Ke Yanqing frowned slightly and recalled his past: the Twelve Seats, his father, his mother, his younger brother Corvis, and his younger brother Conan.
Nothing unusual was found.
Five days passed, and the people sent out still had no news of her younger brother, which made her more anxious and heavy-hearted.
But in order to show her sincerity to the Saint of the Abyss, she, the maid representing her mother, could not leave and could only wait here.
(End of this chapter)
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