Li Yao vaguely heard that somebody was calling his name.
But he could not tell whether it was Li Jialing, his wife Ding Ling Dong, or his friends who had fought side by side with him.
His Crystal Suit was on the brink of destruction. His spiritual energy was almost drained, and his veins were about to dry up. His every bone seemed to have been broken into fifteen or sixteen sections and pieced together by his willpower.
Dozens of sabers, swords, and cannonballs had been embedded into his body in various ways. The remains of a few battle puppets were even dragging the handles of their sabers on his body, making him feel that he was being torn apart by a meat grinder every time he moved. His blood was not flowing but spurting to more than five meters away!
He could not feel any pain at all. His body was as sluggish as if it were soaked in solidified magma. His self-awareness was enshrouded in the mist of death, too, making it more and more blurred.
I didn't know that … it would end in such a way.
Dragging his heavy body mechanically, Li Yao slashed at the iron torrents that were rolling close to him again and again, until the two sabers were both broken apart and could not unleash the slightest aura anymore. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
BOOM! BOOM!
BOOM! BOOM! The stormy barrage completely blew apart the front of his Crystal Suit. He staggered, revealing his bloody body.
While the world was swirling, the years of bloody battles in the past were echoing in front of his eyes like a lantern.
Xiao Xuance, Bai Xinghe, Elder Nether Spring, Jin Tuyi, Lu Zui, Zhou Hengdao, Mo Xuan, Blackstar the Great … The soul-stirring battles and bloody battles. Almost every one of those unparalleled experts boasted greater strength than him, but they failed to kill him. Instead, he reversed the situation time and time again and turned the tables!
Come to think of it, he was truly unbelievably lucky.
Now that the chessboard had been overturned by a pawn like him, those great men must've died with their eyes wide open in fury when they lost their reputation or even died, right?
Could it be that the resentment had wrapped around him so tightly that he was finally unable to bear the burden and was about to capsize?
Half a month ago, Blackstar the Great failed to kill him. Instead, he was blown up by him unexpectedly. That was the ancestor of the Immortal Cultivators and theoretically the strongest Immortal Cultivator!
This was probably the most glorious battle of his life. He would definitely brag about it when he returned to the Federation.
But he did not expect that in just half a month, he would be devoured by some lifeless battle machines using the tactic of "many ants biting an elephant to death".
Reviewing the past, Li Yao had no regrets. He had walked from the magical equipment graveyard in Floating Spear City to the center of the cosmos and lived such a marvelous life. It was definitely worth it.
It was just that he hadn't found Earth yet, and he hadn't solved the mystery of why he wanted to destroy Earth. If he were to die just like that, it was really a little … unjust!
But there was nothing he could do.
After tearing apart a battle puppet at the cost of three new wounds with the last bit of strength, he could only watch the other two battle puppets raising their sharp blades high.
His brain gave the instructions to resist and dodge, but his body could not make any effective movement. He could only watch the blades falling.
Right then —
Two overlapping blades that could have cut off his head abruptly came to an abrupt halt half an inch away and shivered slightly in midair.
The two battle puppets that were holding the sharp blades were cramping as if they were having epilepsy. The brilliance deep inside their crystal cameras became fragmented and hasty, as if they had been invaded by something. Two different forces were fighting fiercely inside the iron shells.
0.1 seconds later, the two battle puppets were stabilized again.
But the cold brilliance deep inside the crystal cameras was now slightly warm, turning from the blueness a moment ago into lively reds and greens.
"Shua!"
Drawing sharp and graceful arcs, the sabers slashed down again brutally, but not at Li Yao's neck but at the two battle puppets that were about to attack Li Yao nearby — their own kind!
The two battle puppets whose crystal cameras had turned red and green had their combat performance improved by more than ten times. They cut off almost ten claws that extended toward Li Yao quickly and rolled to Li Yao's front and back, tearing apart all their own kind within five meters of their defense in dazzling movements!
Li Yao's pupils constricted violently, and he couldn't have been more shocked. "What's going on?"
As the most distinguished refiner of the Federation and as a subordinate of Queen Li Linghai, he had gotten in touch with thousands of kinds of spiritual puppets, but he had never seen a model that was so agile!
Even A Boxing Champion Lei Zonglie, who boasted a super artificial intelligence, did not seem to be as fluent as them!
Besides, what were the two puppets doing exactly? Why were they helping him instead of killing him?
While Li Yao was puzzled, the two battle puppets, who had just finished a marvelous slaughter, bowed at him at the same time. Even the cold mechanical voice deep inside their chests sounded sweet.
The two battle puppets said at the same time, sweetly and crisply, "Dad!"
Dumbfounded, Li Yao made goosebumps all over his body with the last bit of strength he had before he passed out. "… What the hell?"
…
Long Yangjun stood on the high ground for a long time. The hot wind raised by the fire blew her long hair into a mess.
Her eyes were as deep as an ocean. There was no telling whether they were ice or fire.
"Those idiots, those idiots, those idiots, those hopeless human beings. How can the Pangu Clan and the Nuwa Clan give birth to such — such — such — such unreasonable offspring?"
Long Yangjun gnashed her teeth in fury and mumbled, "So many primeval civilizations in the past billions of years have failed. The Pangu Clan and the Nuwa Clan failed. Everybody failed. But you are so capable. Can you succeed? It's impossible. It's impossible. It's impossible for you to break through the dark, cold universe! You're just a bunch of self-righteous idiots, a bunch of idiots who don't know the difference between life and death, a bunch of ignorant, fearless, naive, and childish idiots. "
She cursed for a long time, but her eyes never left Li Yao and Li Jialing, who were surrounded by countless battle puppets and Immortal Cultivators. Her cursing became softer and softer, but her breath became heavier and heavier.
"I didn't believe you at all!"
Holding her head, Long Yangjun shouted, "Is idiocy really contagious? Have I caught it too? Is the way for the civilization of mankind to become the only survivor of the primeval war to turn everybody into idiots?"
She stomped hard and dashed to the sky of the battlefield in a streak of silver brilliance, turning from the "Serenity Seraph" into the "Goddess of War"!
"I'm very angry right now. Come and get killed yourself. Don't waste my time!"
…
Boom!
When Li Jialing was dizzy from the battle in the iron forest, he heard a thunderous explosion. An overwhelming tide of spiritual energy rushed close and paralyzed the dozens of battle puppets around him in the form of large-scale attacks.
The stormy attacks around were immediately halted. Li Jialing breathed hard, only to discover that his Crystal Suit was riddled with wounds. Many attacks had even penetrated into his bones, making him ache all over.
He looked at the source of the explosion, only to discover that Long Yangjun, who was wearing her crystal suit, was stomping close aggressively.
"Sister Long!"
Overjoyed, Li Jialing almost burst into tears. "You have indeed come to save Brother Yao!"
"Cut the crap!"
Long Yangjun interrupted him brutally. "Where is Li Yao? Is he dead?"
"He was fighting nearby a moment ago. How did he disappear in the blink of an eye?"
Li Jialing was greatly shocked. "Has Brother Yao … perished?"
Both of them felt that their hearts were heavy. They hurried to search with their telepathic thoughts, only to be dazed and unable to believe their eyes.
They discovered two stealthy, stealthy battle puppets at the edge of the battlefield. One of them was clearing the way ahead, and the other was carrying the unconscious Li Yao into the forsaken tunnels in the corner.
At first glance, the two battle puppets should be on Li Minghui's side. Both of them had the logo of the Black Iron Group!
However, their combat ability was shockingly high. They were fighting in a way that was entirely different from regular puppets. Their every movement had both the ruthlessness of the puppets and the agility and agility of human beings. They were like … iron elves that had been endowed with life!
Li Yao had been the absolute focus of everybody's attention on the battlefield just now. It was naturally very difficult for the two battle puppets to rescue him. Theoretically speaking, it was absolutely impossible!
However, they managed to clear a bloody path in the middle of the battle puppets and even the Immortal Cultivators. After a few unbelievable turns, they blinked to the edge of the battlefield.
The battle puppets in their way were all paralyzed and automatically made way for them, as if they carried a certain weird virus on their bodies.
When the Immortal Cultivators tried to stop them, they would even be held back by their own battle puppets and be easily killed by the Immortal Cultivators.
Caught off guard, before the Immortal Cultivators realized what was going on, the two battle puppets had already crawled into the forsaken tunnels with Li Yao on their backs.
After a deafening explosion, the forsaken tunnels were blown up by them, temporarily stopping the pursuit of the Immortal Cultivators.
The battlefield that was intense a moment ago fell into silence — a rather awkward silence.
The Immortal Cultivators looked at the collapsed tunnels first and then at Li Jialing and Long Yangjun at the center of the battlefield.
The Nepenthe believers looked at the tunnels first and then at Li Jialing and Long Yangjun, too, waiting for them to give an answer. What was going on exactly?
Li Jialing and Long Yangjun looked at each other in bewilderment, only to realize that the situation was as follows:
They were surrounded by thousands of iron warriors and Immortal Cultivators. Also, those ferocious guys all seemed infuriated and infuriated.
As for the guy who had been showing off in the sky above the battlefield for a long time, creating countless dazzling sound and light effects, and giving a passionate and impassioned speech, as if he was going to die heroically, the guy who had inspired the courage of countless people, the guy who seemed to be the absolute protagonist of this battle … had slipped away.
Li Jialing and Long Yangjun, who had been watching on the sidelines, somehow became the protagonists of the battle and had to clean up Li Yao's mess.
His face pale, Li Jialing stammered, "How is it possible? How did it happen? Brother Yao does have more trump cards. That's — that's impossible. That's — that's unreasonable! "
Long Yangjun opened her hands and covered her face hard, not wanting Li Jialing or anyone else to see her face. "So, little brother, you should understand why Sister Long advised you not to be rash just now, and you should understand Li Yao's integrity deeply, right?"
Li Jialing: "… I was wrong, Sister Long. I was too naïve! I-I, from today on, I'll follow Sister Long. I'll do whatever you say. You're the only one I trust! "
"That's more like it. There are only wrong names, but no wrong nicknames. Do you think that Vulture Li Yao's name is' Monster Li 'for no reason?"
Long Yangjun heaved a long sigh. Glancing at the thousands of soldiers who were eyeing her covetously and then at the collapsed mine where Li Yao had escaped, she could not hold back her fury any longer. With one hand on her waist and the other pointing at the direction where Li Yao had been taken away, she burst into curses. "Li Yao, you animal! Just wait for it. I won't let go of you even if I become a ghost! "
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