Chapter 607 A Good Show
The dragon ball was broken and the true blood was burned out. At this time, the Netherworld Candle Dragon was extremely weak.
"Daytime Dark Moon" consumed too much of his essence and lifespan, and the particles became dim. Two fingers like galaxy arms exuded a terrifying repressive force, clamping the dragon's body, and all tangible particles and intangible will were restrained, unable to move at all.
swallow--
Bai Donglin looked indifferent, opened his mouth slightly, pinched the Netherworld Candle Dragon with his fingers and was about to throw it into the huge mouth of the abyss. His breath overflowed, filled with the extreme intention of annihilation, strangulation, and devouring.
The eyes of the Netherworld Candle Dragon moved slightly, and with a quick glance, he saw an extremely large vortex of chaos in the depths of the pitch-black abyss, spinning madly and thirstily, which frightened him to death.
Die!
If you get eaten by this monster, you will definitely die! "Wait, wait..."
"You can't kill me!! If I die, you and the human race will pay an unimaginable price!"
Death was approaching, and the Nether Candle Dragon no longer cared about the dignity of a strong man. He tried his best to shake his will and convey his voice.
"oh?"
Bai Donglin paused for a moment. The threat of the Nether Candle Dragon's imminent death aroused his interest. He didn't know what he was thinking about, but he continued to speak: "Candle Dragon, threats are meaningless to beings like me. Give me a reason that will allow me to spare your life."
"Humph! Bai Donglin, I admit that I was defeated this time, but you will never know how much preparation the demon race and the alien races have made for this battle. Hahahaha, if you knew, I'm afraid you will never be so calm again!"
"Let me go! Maybe we can still negotiate!"
The Nether Candle Dragon still doesn't want to die. He can't let go of the supreme power, the strength to sweep across the universe, and the endless lifespan. He still wants to break through the wall and reach a higher realm. No matter what, the most important thing for now is to survive.
Bai Donglin looked around and saw dozens of mysterious men in black robes suddenly appearing in the endless battlefield. These beings were very powerful, and the human race, which had originally had the advantage, had already fallen into a disadvantage.
The Sleepers from other times, their appearance was indeed unexpected, but at this time he had broken through the Tenth Realm, and the surge in power was enough to solve these troubles. Nether Candle Dragon naturally understood this, and what he was talking about should be...
"Are you waiting for the Nine-Headed Crow to make a move?"
"How do you know!? You, you..."
Nether Candle Dragon was stunned for a moment, and then a storm surged in his heart. Could it be that the Great Dark Sky's guess was true? One of their high-ranking officials had already betrayed them! ? But how could this be possible!
A trace of haze appeared in the heart of Nether Candle Dragon. In order to prevent the situation that Great Dark Sky speculated from happening, he deliberately investigated every person who participated in the meeting, but did not find any problems.
Regardless of whether they are alien races or demon races, those in the Ten Realms all have irreconcilable hatred with the human race. Sometimes, it is not possible for the other party to accept your rebellion just because you want to.
But how did the human race know this absolute secret? "Humph! Even if you know it, so what? You can't stop Senior Yin Ya. The only thing you can do is to think about how to solve the 100,000 rule anomalies!"
The Nether Candle Dragon's agitated emotions slowly calmed down. Even if the matter was exposed, it didn't matter. They were plotting it openly! The strange release of the 100,000 rules was inevitable.
The human race in the Ten Realms has only two choices: either let the only real world be destroyed and corpses spread everywhere, or give up the endless battlefield and hand over the sacred stone. There is no other way.
"Assholes! You scum are so sinister! All living beings are innocent. Why do you want to spread the flames of war to them?"
Bai Donglin did not avoid others in his conversation with Netherworld Candle Dragon. When the Lord of the Divine Court heard this, he could not help but burst into tears and shouted loudly.
“Bah!!”
"Lord of the Divine Court, please stop pretending to be kind and righteous here, and act like a saint. You are the famous double standard, right? What? Have you forgotten what you humans did in the world of gods so quickly? Did those countless innocent lives in the world of gods die in your hands? "
The Great Dark Sky, who was annihilated by the four killing swords, suddenly stepped out from the depths of the void, pointed his finger at the Lord of the Divine Court, and started cursing.
A dark-colored bead was suspended above the head of Great Dark Sky, with endless black mist flowing down, constantly making up for the loss of its original particles. This was an ancient artifact called "Darkness" and possessed all kinds of strange powers.
Bai Donglin's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at the darkness of the ancient artifact. He sensed a familiar breath on the bead, and after a little thought, he suddenly understood.
It seems that the methods practiced by the cultivators in the dark underworld are closely related to this "darkness". The reason why those black-robed people who entered the ancient world of Mingyu were able to turn their souls into strange black mist was all due to this ancient artifact.
"How ridiculous! Stop trying to change the concept!"
"Don't you know the situation in the world of gods? Those countless creatures have long been slaves of the gods, reduced to lambs that produce the power of faith, and have been harvested over and over again in the cycle of reincarnation. In the illusory world, they have died countless times. It can be said that life is truly worse than death!"
"Being destroyed in the flames of war can be considered a relief."
The Lord of the Divine Court frowned, showing his authority without even getting angry, and with just a few words he resolved this groundless slander.
The wars between civilizations can actually be further divided into monks and mortals. In a sense, the participants in the war are all monks. Mortal creatures are ignorant and innocent, and generally speaking, they will not be deliberately eliminated.
The human race has never lacked compassion, from ordinary cultivators to the supreme masters of the Ten Realms. Therefore, in order to take care of everyone's emotions, the Supreme Council of the Human Race has set rules that unless it is necessary, the culprit should be killed, and there is no need to pay any attention to the ignorant and innocent mortal creatures.
Sin Realm·B5173, the Ancient World of Mingyu is a good example. After the high-level alien leaders of this small world were exterminated, the mortal creatures are still multiplying and thriving, but a lot of information has been erased.
"The Lord of the Divine Court is right. How can those enslaved creatures who have lost their selfhood be compared with the countless creatures of our human race!?"
"My people, whether they are monks or ordinary people, all have independent self-will and the right to choose. They are real, free, and living people!"
"If you really dare to release monsters and commit endless murders, I, Xue Tu, swear here that I will kill all of you!!"
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"Kill them all—"
Many overlords shouted in unison, gathering and condensing a stern murderous intent, forcing the ten realms of the two demon races to retreat again and again.
The battlefield, which was suspended due to Bai Donglin's breakthrough, became imminent again. Countless magical powers were ready to be used. All kinds of terrifying ancient weapons were shining with divine light, and could unleash a terrifying attack at any time.
"Zhulong, is there anything else you want to say?"
Bai Donglin knew very well that the human race would never compromise with the enemy. Even if the final victory would cost him blood, he would not hesitate.
"Hahaha! Never mind. No matter what, you humans are doomed to lose this battle. You can kill or chop us up as you please. But every time you wake up in the middle of the night, I hope that when you face the questions of the countless innocent souls of the dead humans, you have already thought of how to answer!"
The Netherworld Candle Dragon laughed passionately, as if he had already accepted his fate, and said no more.
"Tsk! What a cunning old man! Even when he is about to die, he still wants to mess with the mind of us masters! However, it should be soon..."
Bai Donglin's eyes flashed with a hint of mockery. He concentrated for a moment, and after confirming something, he nodded and continued:
"Zhulong, before you die, I will let you watch a good show! I guarantee you will die without regrets!"
After saying that, he raised his hand and waved. Complex scarlet threads extended from the void, entangled and intertwined. Vortex passages spanning dozens of light years emerged, and there were thirty-six of them in total.
Colorful divine light emerged from the vortex, gathered and condensed. A series of extremely clear three-dimensional scenes were constructed by the light spots. These were scenes from the only remaining alien battlefield. Many people in the Ten Realms cast their eyes on it, as if they were there in person.
"This is……"
Nether Candle Dragon was shocked. The Bai Donglin in front of him was too weird. Everything he did was definitely not without purpose.
"Humph! What? Do you want me to witness with my own eyes the miserable wailing of all the human beings in the face of disaster?"
"Shut up! Just watch!"
Bai Donglin's eyes turned cold. This prisoner seemed to have forgotten his identity and dared to be sarcastic here.
At this time, due to the impact caused by the Bronze Immortal Palace, the heaven and earth were greatly affected. If it were not for the Infinite Styx as a transit, it would be difficult for him to retrieve the images of major battlefields at the same time.
If I waste so much time and effort instead of studying hard, wouldn't I be wasting his kindness? (End of this chapter)