LWGP - Chapter 211
Chapter 211: Believers
They had the bodies of demon kings, having long since shed normal human genes. But Wang Jiu was different; she still had a human constitution and was dependent on her environment. So, he had evacuated the space, blocking her attack.
However, the descending Spirit Slaying was instantly exempted by a fluctuation of spiritual light, and the seal was broken.
The Undead Order system's focus was self-preservation. Armor and recovery were its hallmarks, and exemption-type skills were also enhanced by it. Thus, Wang Jiu forcibly exempted Spirit Slaying, then pushed off with her foot.
The Fusion Demon King saw a figure dart into the dust-filled air and raise a blade in the void. It was a slender bone blade, the color of decaying bone. Its edge wasn't sharp, but it had a chilling quality, as if it could slice through time itself, as if its edge could drink blood in the next second.
The blade swept toward him.
The Fusion Demon King blocked it with his tusked staff.
Boom! He was slammed into the ground, shattering a ridge. But after grabbing a sharp piece of rock, he reversed course and shot upward. The tusked staff extended freely, sprouting countless skulls that howled as they rushed toward Wang Jiu.
As Wang Jiu shot downward, she pressed down with one hand. Operating Room + Spirit Tentacle + Dismemberment. Every thread, as fine as a hair, was a tentacle, and each tentacle was responsible for a type of dismemberment. Inside the Operating Room, the trajectories of these skulls were shackled.
It would ensure that every ferocious skull was dismembered.
This was also a systematic attack, like the previous Witch Drain + Blood Wrath + Holy Light. The existence of the Order Book strengthened their abilities and formed a network.
Amidst the dense penetration and pulverization, Wang Jiu passed through the dust and brought her blade down.
All skills were built upon their respective attributes and control abilities.
In a battle of hundreds of moves, it was still one or two that decided everything.
The preceding moves were, at best, a prelude, or a way to probe the opponent's strengths and weaknesses.
By calculation, their average attributes had all basically reached fifty thousand, and their control abilities each had their own strengths. If it was king against king, who would win?
Boom!
The Fusion Demon King met Wang Jiu's blade head-on. His arms shattered on impact, flesh and blood splattering, and his HP was instantly slashed by several hundred.
The outcome was clear. Even after fusing, he was still no match for the current Wang Jiu.
If he couldn't win... run?
The Fusion Demon King suddenly turned and transformed into a black, arcane stream, frantically darting through the mountain forest. Wang Jiu saw its trajectory and guessed what it was about to do. Her expression grew solemn as she gave chase, but she was a step too slow. The Fusion Demon King didn't need to arrive; it only needed to get within seven or eight hundred meters of Yan Hui to release the witch's sacrificial rite.
Yan Hui, who had followed Wang Jiu's orders to stay away from the battlefield, had one attribute he could never escape—he was a great demon king raised by the Black Witch Organization. All his power came from sacrificing to the witches. Even if he was loyal to Wang Jiu, as long as the three demon kings fused and controlled him with a higher level of witch nature, they could... directly devour him!
Yan Hui was swallowed in one gulp by the arcane stream that was the Fusion Demon King. When it turned back to face Wang Jiu, the fused body was finally complete. This time, its attributes soared, and even its aura changed, completely overwhelming Wang Jiu.
It opened its mouth. The three eyes within its body represented all the innate abilities of Guang Jing, Qing Tong, Kulou, and Yan Hui. It emitted a cold halo, and from its body, one could faintly hear the dense sounds of distant sacrifices—many believers were offering up their spirit power.
It was here. The demon king's true counterattack had finally arrived. Because behind them was a powerful and mysterious organization, but Wang Jiu had none.
There was no one behind her.
Their eyes met. Wang Jiu frowned slightly, but the light swiftly enveloped her as she descended with her blade, giving her no time to react.
The demon king had finally unleashed its ultimate move. And judging by the intensity of the spirit power being sacrificed by these believers, they couldn't be far from Sichuan.
But Wang Jiu still had only herself and her blade.
The commotion on Phoenix Mountain was too great; anyone perceptive could sense Wang Jiu and the three demon kings. "You're still worried about that? We're about to be overrun over here!" Gun Gun reminded them weakly. Cai Wujun and the others snapped back to reality just in time to see an army of little demon kings charging at them.
"Worrying about you is useless. Do you think we can hold them off? Instead of expecting us to help, little Gun Gun, why don't you show your own trump card."
Cai Wujun's tone suddenly changed from before. He glanced at Gun Gun, his eyes sharp.
Gun Gun was startled, its gaze evasive. It subconsciously scratched its head. Lin Yong and Song Yin had naturally figured it out as well.
This Gun Gun projected an attitude of being outwardly arrogant but inwardly cowardly and cute, but in reality, it hadn't revealed any of its true strength yet, as if it were waiting for something.
A top-tier divine beast couldn't conquer the world with cuteness alone, right? It had to have some abilities, for example...
Suddenly, complex and powerful auras surged from all directions.
They came from the sky and the ground.
"Wow, you're finally here!" Gun Gun shouted loudly. "Hurry, hurry! All these different kinds of humans want to beat me, steal my stuff! They want to cut open my belly!"
The same Gun Gun that had righteously demanded protection from Cai Wujun and the others was now just as righteously throwing them under the bus.
And the ones it was calling for help were the racial creatures surging in from all directions.
There were all sorts of creatures—plants, animals, birds, and beasts. Of course, at the forefront were several large Gun Guns, their momentum immense. As they stampeded forward, the earth trembled and space distorted.
When they charged out in a mighty torrent, Liu Wuren, on the battlefield inside the frozen cube, saw them too. It was surprising, but not entirely unexpected.
Because back after the Seven Star fixed-point explosion, both he and Wang Jiu had noticed something strange. When Wang Jiu was collecting the spoils from Butterfly Valley, she had even lamented to him that the resources were less than she'd expected.
"No wonder so few corpses of these races were seen after places like Jiuzhaigou were destroyed. It turns out they had already left the blast radius."
As for who led them, was there even a need to ask?
It had to be the Gun Gun clan!
As many people were marveling at this, they also saw the few Gun Guns at the very front of the stampeding regional races roar from several hundred meters away.
How would the majesty of Chiyou's mount manifest?
First, they roared—a sonic attack!
The moment the sonic attack hit, the army of little demon kings was collectively stunned. Immediately after, the large Gun Guns stomped their feet, and sharp bamboo shoots grew out from underground, directly piercing the bodies of dozens of little demon kings.
Instant kill!
The remaining little demon kings had just recovered from the stun and immediately applied group buffs and protections, but they were met by the rapidly arriving racial creatures.
Roaring, they slaughtered!
Gun Gun's crisis was averted. Just as it was about to flee, Cai Wujun and the other two saw this and immediately gave chase. However, several large Gun Guns charged over and attacked the trio, and everyone was temporarily locked in a fierce battle.
The situation outside the frozen cube descended into a chaotic melee, but the war within grew even more brutal. The allied forces' combat effectiveness seemed to be waning. They had been holding on by sheer morale, but their condition was gradually weakening. The offensive and defensive lines they had pushed out began to retreat, as if being pressed back toward the city walls by the Undead army. This also led to a massive barrage of ranged attacks from the Undead landing on the protective shield, causing its HP to drop continuously.
Was it because they were losing that their spirits flagged, or were they simply unable to get up?
Neither. It was because it was too cold!
The frozen cube was an extreme environment created by the Undead for this battle. It wasn't just about confinement; its low temperature was something humans simply couldn't withstand.
Ning Kungui led the people from Sky Eye to defend the southeastern line, facing off against the brutal "meat grinder" unit. The fight was exceptionally difficult, but he privately messaged Liu Wuren to ask about the situation for breaking the stalemate.
To break the stalemate, they first had to break the ice!
Liu Wuren: "They've gone down. Searching. Within twenty minutes."
He was a pragmatist and wouldn't make empty promises. Hearing this, Ning Kungui felt much more at ease.
At this moment, deep within the rift valley, a small flying squad had indeed been tasked with a critical mission: to descend to the bottom of the rift and slay the Undead unit that was continuously releasing the freezing aura. Among them were Luo Sheng and Xie Jiang.
The team leader was Xie Jiang, but he needed to coordinate with Shen Wan.
Shen Wan possessed the power of prophecy and was the core figure of this squad. She could find the frost unit at the bottom of the rift with the greatest speed.
But as soon as they landed, Shen Wan's expression changed, because the sounds of a dense Undead encirclement came from all around.
Shen Wan said in a low voice, "Fly to the left. Our move was predicted."
Luo Sheng and the others were stunned, but they immediately followed her guidance and broke out of the Undead's encirclement.
If a great prophet's move was predicted, it meant the other side had an even more powerful prophet.
The Undead have a prophet unit? That's too insane. They haven't occupied the spirit vein for that long.
"No, they've colluded with a great prophet."
Xie Jiang sneered.
Luo Sheng mused, "Who? According to the intelligence shared by Lord Liu, that great prophet fleeced the Undead and then vanished. If this is his payment, it's far too high. The Undead wouldn't be so generous. And for this prophet, unless continued cooperation could yield resources greater than six star points, he would be better off taking all the resources and fleeing. But such a reward is clearly impossible."
A greater possibility is that this great prophet isn't cooperating with the Undead, but with a middleman. This middleman both directed the great prophet, obtaining the prophecy results from him, and colluded with the Undead, relaying the movements of the Sichuan allied forces to influence the battle.
So, who is this middleman?
Shen Wan didn't waste energy trying to predict the other party. She knew what her current mission was.
"That person can't afford to waste mental energy constantly predicting my moves, because there are things up there more worthy of his contention. His distraction is our opportunity."
Having made her judgment, Shen Wan didn't choose to retreat but instead focused on commanding the group.
Regardless, that frost unit must be slain!
Shen Wan's prediction was correct. During the melee on the ground, Gun Gun, with the spirit vein in its belly, tried to escape. Cai Wujun's trio was tied down by the arriving large Gun Guns, and it took the opportunity to flee, only to be suddenly frozen in place.
I'm doomed! They're going to cut open my tummy!
Inside Gun Gun's round, black-ringed eyes, its small eyes stared in terror at the lake ahead.
A group of people leaped out from under the lake. Who else could it be but the great prophet who had been fleecing resources with his prophetic arts, along with his useless Japanese and Korean teammates? Ming Shu's goal was the spirit vein in Gun Gun's belly, but he saw his teammates preparing to drag the entire Gun Gun home.
Now that all the countries have been destroyed, who's to say Gun Gun belongs to your country? If we take it back, it's ours!
Ming Shu: "..."
He was a man who acted with divine speed. Ignoring his teammates completely, he flicked his sleeve, and a chain of light wrapped tightly around Gun Gun. He was about to use a spirit escape and leave.
Seeing this, Cai Wujun's trio and the large Gun Guns behind them were instantly alarmed. But at that very moment, boom!
Deep within the rift valley, a frozen Undead beast that had been guarding the area and continuously releasing its aura was swiftly killed by Shen Wan's team!
Less than five minutes had passed since Liu Wuren spoke with Ning Kungui.
The moment it was killed, the frozen cube became unstable for an instant. In that same instant, the people from Gobi and Cai Market, who were closest to this section, had already been contacted by Liu Wuren in advance. They seized this moment and launched a joint, targeted attack.
Just a minute ago, after finding a frozen Undead beast below, Shen Wan had informed Liu Wuren in advance. Killing one wouldn't break the frozen cube, but it could temporarily free a group of people to support the outside and assist in capturing the spirit vein.
Boom! The attack indeed caused a frost wall in front of them to tremble and briefly crack open.
Charge!
Wang Shu and several thousand others charged out of the frozen space into the normal environment outside. But the crack behind them was sealed shut again by spreading frost in the blink of an eye.
My god, this environment is terrifying. You can't teleport, you can't leave, you can only stay in this freezing environment.
The moment he got out, Wang Shu howled, "Quick, go save Master!"
Not far away, Gun Gun also howled, "Save me, save me!"
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