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Chapter 874

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However, it was obviously not the time to pursue this issue. Even though the people from the Dida Family were dissatisfied, they did not dare to show it. They still hoped that the Abyssal Demon Dragon that Joseph had summoned could really turn the situation around.

While almost everyone was pinning their hopes on the Abyssal Demon Dragon, Lin Li could not help but sigh. Joseph was obviously a little flustered. The Abyssal Demon Dragon was indeed very powerful. Even if he were to face it, it would be difficult for him to gain the upper hand with his own strength. However, what was he facing now? It was the Whispering God. In this incubation room that was no longer very spacious, the Abyssal Demon Dragon's huge body was like a living human target against the Whispering God that had countless tentacles.

Precisely because of this, Lin Li did not summon the Crimson Dragon to help. Otherwise, why would he not use such a powerful combat force?

Facing the Whispering God, the Abyssal Demon Dragon did not show any weakness. After a deafening dragon roar, it charged directly towards the Whispering God in the pool. On the other hand, the Whispering God shot out countless tentacles from the pool again, and they flew toward the Abyssal Demon Dragon. No one knew how many tentacles the Whispering God had. The walls, roof, and ground of the incubation room had already been covered by the tentacles to the point where their original colors could not be seen. Yet, there were still so many hidden in the pool.

Seeing the countless tentacles shooting towards it, the Abyssal Demon Dragon directly spat out a mouthful of black flames. It did not reduce its flying speed, and continued to charge towards the Whispering God. In this world, probably no one knew the origin of the Whispering God, let alone the Abyssal Demon Dragon. Based on the Abyssal Demon Dragon's knowledge, its black flames that could burn everything was enough to burn the bunch of disgusting tentacles into nothingness.

However, when those tentacles came into contact with the black dragon breath, although they did shrink at first, they returned to their original state in the blink of an eye. They passed through the black dragon breath as if it didn't exist, and continued to shoot at the oncoming Abyssal Demon Dragon. It was already too late for the Abyssal Demon Dragon to dodge. It could only wave its sharp claws and get entangled with the bunch of tentacles.

The moment the Abyssal Demon Dragon was summoned, its fate had already been decided. It would fight in a space that was disadvantageous to it and in a way that was disadvantageous to it. More importantly, its opponent was the Whispering God, a monster that shouldn't exist in this world. In just a few seconds, more and more tentacles wrapped around the body of the Abyssal Demon Dragon, as if weaving a huge cocoon.

All they could see was the dragon blood that was constantly gushing out of the cocoon, and they could only hear the slightly dull wails of the Abyssal Demon Dragon. When all the tentacles dispersed, a huge skeleton fell to the ground. Everyone's heart sank.

Upon sight of this scene, Joseph felt like vomiting blood. That was the trump card that he had prepared to use against the Tower of Dusk, and yet, it had turned into a pile of bones in such a short period of time without being of any use. Back then, in order to summon this Abyssal Demon Dragon, he had paid a huge price, and even cut off any hope of advancing further, but he did not expect that this would be the result.

"Do you still have anything to hide? If you don't use your trump cards, you can only keep them for your own deaths! "Joseph shouted at the top of his lungs. He did not believe that the others did not have any trump cards. Why was he the only one who had to suffer such a huge loss? What about the others!?

Although Joseph shouted that because he was mentally unbalanced, he had to admit that what he said made some sense. Wasn't the so-called trump card meant to turn the tables at the most crucial moment? Dying with a trump card was the most humiliating way to die in this world.

At this moment, another unforeseen event that caught everyone off guard dispelled the last bit of hesitation in their hearts. As the Whispering God murmured, the mages whose mana had been drained suddenly walked out of the protective circle with blank expressions. They didn't care about the shouts of their companions at all. The team from the Mithril Alliance and the Caesar Family could not react in time. A few mages walked out, and their bodies were penetrated by the omnipresent tentacles.

The same thing happened over at the Tower of Dusk's side, but Connoris and the rest who were in charge of protecting them did not try to wake them up. Instead, they directly grabbed them and threw them back into the protective circle. Of course, this method could not last long. As time passed, more and more people would be controlled by the Whispering God. By then, Connoris and the rest would not be able to protect everyone.

This was another ability of the Whispering God. Through the endless murmurs and murmurs, it could control the minds of the enemies and make all the creatures around it obey its orders. Now, it was just the mages who had almost become ordinary people. In the long run, even the Warriors would not be able to escape the fate of being controlled. When that time came, it would truly be hopeless.

At this moment, Claus from the Caesar Family did not dare to hesitate anymore. Regardless of whether the trump card in his hands could turn the tables, it would be good if it could be of any use. What he took out was a small silver, square-shaped metal box. The small box was filled with complicated mageweaths and magic arrays. As mana was injected into the box, it gradually lit up.

Suddenly, a black hole appeared in the center of a magic array on the front of the small silver box. Then, a cloud of black smoke gushed out of the black hole. At the same time, there was a buzzing sound that made one's scalp go numb.

Even Lin Li could not help but be surprised. What Claus released from the small box was actually a group of insects. Although the insects were not very eye-catching, Lin Li quickly recognized them. They were the magical insects that lived on the 31st floor of the Endless Abyss. The biggest characteristic of these magical insects was that they could condense into the appearance of various magical beasts and obtain the abilities of those magical beasts. Simply put, when they condensed into a Wyrm, they would be able to spit dragon's breath, use dragon language magic, and even emit the unique Menace of a Wyrm.

The truly terrifying thing was that the magical beasts formed by these magical insects could be said to be immortal. Even if they were scattered, they could condense again. Unless they could be completely destroyed, they would definitely be a difficult opponent to deal with. However, the bodies of the magical insects also possessed the strong vitality unique to insects. Furthermore, their bodies were extremely resistant to magic and were as strong as metal.

"So, the Canary Family's hive is in your hands. No wonder back then …" Joseph did not continue his sentence. He also knew that it was clearly not the time to dwell on the past. Everything would have to wait until they got through this crisis.

The Canary Family was one of the 13 families in the Mithril Alliance. It was said that the Canary Family was wiped out in the battle between the Mithril Alliance and the Blood Moon Clan. Of course, this was the Mithril Alliance's statement. Nobody knew the actual situation.

After Claus released the magical insects, the black smoke formed by the swarm of insects was like dough being kneaded by an invisible hand in the air. It kept changing its shape, and instantly condensed into the form of a faceless person. This caused the hearts of those who knew about the form-mimicking Demonic Insects to palpitate. That was because if the form-mimicking Demonic Insects wanted to form a Demonic Beast, they would first have to devour the Demonic Beast. Now that they had formed a human form, it was obvious …

The person condensed by the magical insects received a longsword embedded with a blue gemstone from Claus. It even seemed to recognize the longsword. It used its hand to gently touch the blade of the longsword. Then, it turned into a bolt of lightning and dashed towards the Whispering God in the pool.

"It's Freya Canary!" On the Flashing Gold Trade Union's side, Thomas couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when he saw the martial technique executed by the humanoid figure formed by the form-mimicking demonic insects.

Freya Canary was said to be a beauty and genius in the Breezy Plains. She was seen as the hope of the Canary Family's revival. At the age of 20, she became the first female Sword Sage in Anril. At the age of 30, she had already reached the peak of the Legendary-realm. Freya's existence allowed the Canary Family to have a great say in the Mithril Alliance. Their status was second only to the Caesar Family, which had founded the Mithril Alliance.

Unfortunately, in a battle between the Mithril Alliance and the Blood Moon Clan, Freya unexpectedly lost to Mogadi, who was only level-23 at the time. After that, the Canary Family was wiped out. Freya, who had escaped with injuries, also disappeared. The legend about her also came to an end. Some said that she was disheartened and lived in seclusion. Others said that she was captured by the Blood Moon Clan. However, nobody would have thought that she would return to the public in this state.

Lin Li had to admit that the Mithril Alliance and the Caesar Family, which were ancient forces that had been passed down for thousands of years, were indeed not simple. However, they had encountered the Whispering God, who was even more difficult to deal with. The humanoid form formed by the magical insects might not be as tragic as the Abyssal Demon Dragon, but it would definitely be of limited use, and it might even be counterproductive …

The appearance of the magical insects only gave the expedition an additional Legendary-level combat power. Although they were almost immortal, the Whispering God's omnipresent murmurs were not to be forgotten. The expedition would probably be the one to suffer in the end.

If their opponent was not the Whispering God, but something else — even the Abyssal Demon Dragon that Joseph had summoned — these magical insects would probably be able to slay the dragon in the end. However, Lin Li's worries soon became reality.

After exchanging a few blows with the Whispering God, the humanoid figure condensed by the magical insects started to slow down. Before Claus could notice this abnormality, the magical insects that he had been relying on as his trump card had already turned around, and waved the sword in their hands as they charged towards the expedition.

The betrayal of the form-mimicking magical bugs caught the expedition team off guard, and they almost killed a Legendary-mage from the Caesar Family. This change was definitely out of Claus' expectations. He thought that even if the magical insects were not of much use, they would still be able to increase their combat power. He did not expect that this combat power would actually increase the enemy's combat power.

Claus immediately started injecting mana into the silver box called the hive. He wanted to regain control over the shapeshifting magical bugs. However, compared to the Whispering God's control, the hive's control was clearly not enough. Furthermore, as Claus continued to inject mana into the hive, the mageweath on the hive could not withstand the huge pressure, and lost its effect after a dazzling flash of light.

Claus had played his trump card, but not only did he not manage to turn the tables, he even pushed the expedition further into the abyss of despair. Joseph was originally a little jealous that Claus had obtained the hive. If not for the fact that they were allies, he would have scolded Claus out of anger.

Fortunately, at this moment, a figure that was emitting golden light suddenly joined the battle, and took on the attack of the magical insects for the Legendary-mage who was already panicking. Only then did everyone notice that Thomas from the Glittergold Trade Union had taken out a golden warrior statue.

The Shadow of the War God! Joseph and Claus' breathing quickened when they saw the golden statue in Thomas' hands. They even forgot about the desperate situation they were in.

In the legends of the High Elves' magical equipment that had been passed down from the Dark Age, the Shadow of the War God was definitely at the top. It was said that the Shadow of the War God was created by the High Elves by using captured Titan Spirits and adding the blood of ancient wyrms and various prehistoric magical beasts. The Shadow of the War God was then sealed in the small golden statue.

Since it was called the Shadow of the War God, it naturally had corresponding abilities. Legend had it that the most powerful Shadow of the War God could even have the power of the Sanctuary-realm. Lin Li had no doubt about this. Back in the Haiga Mountain Range, the Titan Spirit that had been guarding his skeleton had given him a pressure that was not inferior to that of a Sanctuary powerhouse.

However, the Shadow of the War God on the battlefield was now locked in battle with the figure formed by the magical insects. It was obvious that its abilities were still far from the Sanctuary-realm. If it had been a real Sanctuary-realm, it might have been able to help everyone overcome this crisis. Unfortunately, it wasn't. As for whether it was due to age or other reasons, Lin Li didn't have the time to ask Hoffman now.

After the Shadow of the War God appeared and held back the magical insects that had betrayed them, the situation had returned to how it was at the beginning. However, there was no turning back the flow of time. The number of people who were controlled by the Whispering God was still increasing, and there was no reduction in the number. The people who were in charge of protecting the mages were naturally busier than ever. Some of the weaker warriors even showed signs of being absent-minded.

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