"For example..."
To replace it.
The moment this thought appeared, it rapidly expanded in Blue-Eyed Legend's mind, and he felt more and more that this was the right answer.
yes.
Why bother actively creating things? Isn't it better to reap without sowing?
Since we can't create things on our own, we should replace them.
In this Kingdom of Laiyin, isn't the existence of that god, who is repeatedly mentioned, a perfect candidate?
But there is still one question that Blue Eyes Legend cannot stop thinking about.
Why would Augustus make such a high-profile statement about something like this?
He not only made it known to almost everyone through the Star Chaser competition hosted by Jaslin's family, but he also made a very high-profile appearance here.
Shouldn't he quietly wait until this matter is successful before showing his strength?
Why do he have to do this? What is he after?
Is it because of arrogance? Or because of not being afraid of being discovered?
And another question is, where did those participants who withdrew from the competition go?
What role do the contestants play in their plan...? Are they sacrifices?!
...
The more Blue-Eyed Legend pondered, the stronger his sense of danger became; he simply couldn't stop speculating and pondering.
Just as he was about to lose his composure, a large hand silently patted his shoulder.
!
!
He turned his head abruptly and found that the person next to him was not looking at him; his old friend had been observing the surroundings.
Red-Haired Legend remained calm and composed, speaking in a hushed, encrypted manner unique to the two of them:
"What's wrong with you? You're doing your old tricks again. Don't overthink things, it's no use."
The Blue-Eyed Legend's talent is his ability to sense danger, which also makes him prone to overthinking.
"I've noticed something's not right, but don't worry too much. With me here, nothing will go wrong. If you and I team up, we'll definitely be able to escape."
Blue-Eyed Legend paused for a moment, then blinked.
He suddenly remembered that his old friend, who was usually carefree and seemed completely innocent, could be very reassuring in crucial moments.
The other person is also someone who is very sensitive to death.
The two of them became friends through their repeated brushes with death, and their friendship gradually developed.
Yeah, what's there to be nervous about?
It seems they've lived a comfortable life for too long, and are actually feeling panicked by this situation.
Isn't this exactly the same as before?
There's absolutely nothing to worry about.
He smiled, feeling relieved, and patted Red-Haired Legend on the shoulder, replying:
"Yes, there's nothing to worry about anymore."
Red-Haired Legend grinned and said:
"That's right, you can rest assured with me here."
Blue-Eyed Legend looked at him, smiled faintly, and shook his head:
"Heh, idiot."
The Red-Haired Legend: ?
Are you polite?
Isn't this when we're in a good mood?
Why are you cursing at me?
? ? ?
Just as their brotherly bond was shining brightly, neither of them noticed that the swordsman behind them, who had been motionless until now, had quietly changed his posture.
The swordsman no longer looked at the now dimmed light screen, but instead turned his head away from it and looked directly at the barrier of the Star Chasing Land.
Their gaze seemed to penetrate the barrier, revealing the scene inside and the battle that was influencing the transformation of the world within.
The angel, appearing somewhat ethereal beneath her armor, possessed a beautiful but expressionless face, exuding a cold demeanor.
However, those calm eyes showed a faint ripple when they saw Ning Feng's hollow chest, now pierced through.
"Ariana... what are you doing?"
What are you waiting for?
"What kind of trick are you up to this time?"
For no apparent reason, Cecilia felt that the other party was planning something.
Unfortunately, this premonition has never been wrong.
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...
Magic power surged, and booming sounds echoed continuously. The battle at the top of the palace had entered a white-hot stage.
The entire palace was enveloped in the power field of the gods, isolating everything and preventing outsiders from seeing inside.
But Xilin was unaware of this and didn't care.
Because all she could see now was that blood-red figure, and she had only one thought left.
Destroy this guy, then go save Ning Feng.
All other thoughts were drawn from her mind; this was not because Shirin was caught up in the frenzy of battle, but because she made this choice voluntarily.
The opponent seems to possess a special domain that can influence the mind, and each attack intensifies the interference.
If she doesn't do this, Shirin is likely to be disturbed and influenced by the other party, locking herself in and striving to fight in the best possible condition.
Her approach was perfectly sound, even quite wise, but that alone wasn't enough.
Both legends are now in an extremely dangerous situation.
Xilin was alright; she only had some extra scars on her body, which did not affect her spellcasting. However, Enhart was in a different state.
The wound that had been pierced showed no signs of healing, and the bones that had once shone with a pale light had turned dull, with blood-like liquid seeping from the wound.
The bones above the left elbow were completely shattered and scattered on the ground, and a hole was pierced through the skull, with one of the eye sockets no longer holding the flame of the soul.
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