Chapter 875: Chapter 496: The Final Battle!
In this land shrouded in gloom, towering temples stand majestically as if giants under the firmament, casting vast shadows, silently witnessing a fierce slaughter in the human world.
These temples are not only symbols of faith but also sanctuaries for countless lives. The strength they bestow is like an indestructible armor, protecting those battling in bloody conflicts.
The cries of battle and the clashing of weapons intertwine in the air, accompanied by the ancient echoes of the temples, becoming even more heart-stirring.
Old Huang looked at the dazzling main battleground in the distance, as if he could hear the roars from within.
He weakly said in fear: "Our small world here won’t turn out like that... right?"
The Divine King shook his head: "No, it won’t."
"Even if many small worlds merge over, the center where the Gods Palace and Abyss lie is the real main battleground."
"That’s a relief then..."
Old Huang could only comfort himself in this way.
It’s the broken window effect, although things are very bad now, seeing the even worse situation of the main battleground suddenly makes it seem acceptable, putting his mind at ease.
But.
Su Qi lifted his head, looking over there, his expression carrying a touch of mystery.
That is indeed the most central main battleground.
However.
It is definitely not the only one, nor the one that decides fate.
"Boom!"
The origin gravity of this world is quite astonishing, constantly gathering scattered origins, while also bringing benefits to Su Qi. The energy burst from the main battleground and the surrounding small worlds is also gathered, making it more convenient for the ceremony at Hustler Palace to continue absorbing.
Everything continues.
And currently... the Abyss Power in this small world still exists.
In this world covered by dark clouds.
Three grand palaces stand unyielding amidst the undercurrent, like lighthouses resisting the storm. Adventurers pour out from their jurisdictions like a torrent, weapons glinting with cold light in their hands, charging at the rampaging Abyss Monsters.
On the battlefield, the shouts reaching heaven and the clangs of weapons intertwine, accompanied by the low growls of monsters. Those extraordinary beings of the Abyss emerge like a tide, emanating an eerie glow.
To be honest.
Without the Light Society holding up here, it’s truly hard to say, as adventurers cannot deal with the extraordinary.
And the ancient powers... Jiang Zhi has already depleted the power of his Character Card, Bei Shenxing and Yang Jian are both in a cooling period, and the Pigeon God... it can at most play a supporting role.
The Abyss followers roar, the power in the Totem is unleashed. However, facing the number of adventurers at the three palaces and the surging power of the Light Society, these Abyss Monster tides, and the followers’ power, are like paper boats in a gale, retreating step by step.
The smoke of battle permeates the air, blood splatters, and corpses are scattered everywhere. Each clash of weapons is as loud as thunder. Abyss Monsters howl in fury, trying to retaliate with their primitive and violent strength. But adventurers keep pouring in like tides, unstoppable.
"This is an opportunity!!"
"Can you see the origin above us!"
"It’s completely different from the battleground below!"
The adventurers are filled with fighting spirit, their hearts surging.
The origin on the battleground below is like a spark occasionally lit at night, while the origin in this small world is already blazing like daylight!
"We could actually get up here! We must survive no matter what!"
"Accumulate more points!!"
"Attack!!"
Points can allow them, upon the fall of origin in this world, to capture and merge with it...
This is a visible opportunity!!
And just at this moment.
The other small worlds in the Land of Extreme Evil, under the strong origin gravity, ripple with spatial distortions, drawing closer like ships being towed.
Most of them exude a dense Black Fog, as many small worlds have been conquered by Abyss Power, rivers of blood flow, and cries of despair echo in the sky, with Abyss Power suppressing everything.
Moreover, the tides of monsters from the Abyss continually press closer to the small world where Su Qi is located.
"Oh no, oh no!"
Old Huang cursed, "It seems like things haven’t improved much at all."
"Not to mention the main battleground, seven-tenths of the surrounding small worlds are completely under the Abyss’ control!"
Nancy stood nearby. To be honest, after seeing Jiang Zhi and the others, she already understood the situation. Although she was extremely shocked at that time, the battlefield situation was not good. Without thinking too much, she immediately rejoined the battle.
Nancy wiped the Black Fog blood from her weapon with a rag: "These forces won’t stop, now that they’re free, they’re coming at us here!"
At this moment, Su Qi stood inside the Hustler Palace, not with the others, as he looked around calmly.
Even though it was inside the palace.
The surroundings were a holographic miniaturized view of the small world where the palace was located, able to see everything.
Beside him was a small presence, the Pigeon God, which looked around: "Looks like the battle is coming."
Su Qi said softly:
"Isn’t this good?"
"Warm up before the big ones arrive."
?
What do you mean by before the big ones arrive??
Isn’t this big enough already?
Are you and I talking about the same thing?
"I was in the middle of battling, why did you suddenly call me over?" The Pigeon God sighed, looking at Su Qi.
Now is the time when the Sea of Old Days rolls most fiercely, also indicating that the limitations inside are weakening, allowing it to express quite a powerful strength even without a vessel.