The great world, the undead dimension.
A gorgeous golden chair floated in the air, its back and armrests engraved with strange serpent patterns. At the highest point of the back of the chair were carved with two venomous king snakes with triangular heads, their mouths wide open and their fangs exposed.
A Blonde was sitting on this chair at the moment. His crossed legs had stopped shaking, and the expression on his face was not very pleasant.
"Sir Sect Leader, there are thirty-five dimensional gateways (it's not wrong here; there are thirty-five gateways in the great world and only thirty-three in the gravel world), and all of them failed this time," a snake-headed monster in a white robe next to him spoke in human language while sticking out its tongue.
"Is it possible that there's a problem with the space gateways?" Standing on the other side, a long-legged girl who looked seventeen or eighteen years old could not help asking. On the surface, she looked no different from a human, but upon closer inspection, one could actually see that her pupils were the vertical pupils of a reptile.
"That's impossible. If there's a problem with the space gateways, it's impossible for all thirty-five gateways to have problems," Blonde shook his head and denied.
"However, the rules of that gravel world are incomplete, and it's extremely difficult to elevate to Virtual God. It's even more impossible for anyone to elevate to True God. If there wasn't a problem with the space gateways, how did they kill so many high-level Virtual Gods in seconds? " The long-legged girl raised a question. "Moreover, they just triggered the warning line of 300 Virtual Gods four months ago, and the warning line didn't alert anyone to elevate to True God."
"If you only consider their native cultivators, that's certainly not enough to handle so many of our probes. But what if there's help from outsiders? "Blonde raised his head and looked at the girl next to him. "The internal Space Rules of these thirty-five space gateways have long been solidified and stable. It's not something that True Gods can destroy artificially. Even if they encounter special circumstances that cause damage, it's absolutely impossible for all thirty-five gateways to have problems. "
"In comparison, I think it's much more likely that there's a powerhouse blocking our people from descending!" Blonde said with absolute certainty.
"However, our probes have been upgraded to Virtual God rank-8 level, and we still haven't even managed to detect a ripple. Any higher and we'll be Virtual God rank-9s, and we only have a total of three hundred or so Virtual God rank-9s, "the long-legged girl continued," What do you plan to do next? Throw all the Virtual God rank-9s into it?! "
"If there's really someone trying to kill them, it shouldn't be too difficult for them to kill three hundred Virtual God rank-9s if they can instantly kill nearly a thousand Virtual God rank-8s," the snake-headed man added.
The golden-haired man pondered for a moment. "There will be 100 high-level Virtual Gods in each tunnel, 300 mid-level Virtual Gods in each tunnel, and 100 Virtual God rank-9s. They'll be divided into ten teams and randomly assigned to ten tunnels."
"If it's a problem with the spatial tunnel, your arrangement is equivalent to sending half of our Virtual Gods to their graves." The long-legged lady still felt that Blonde's test was a little too radical.
"The world will of the gravel world hasn't been completely suppressed yet. Do you want me to send a True God to explore the way?" Blonde retorted.
The long-legged girl was rendered speechless.
There were only about thirty True Gods present. If they wanted to enter the gravel world when the world will was still complete, they could only seal their combat level to virtual god-level. With the current situation, it was equivalent to sending food to their doorstep.
"What if we're still defeated in seconds after this wave?" the long-legged girl asked after a moment of silence.
Blonde put down his legs and fell into a long silence. "We'll see."
…
In the gravel world, the twelfth monster invasion wave was more than ten minutes later than before.
Just when everyone in the gravel world thought that the great world would give up and secretly rejoiced, the thirty-three spatial fluctuations came at the same time again.
As the gatekeepers, Bai and the others immediately paid 120% attention and stared at the dimensional gateways, ready to act at any time.
Although they all knew that this wave of explorers would only be stronger than the previous wave, they had no intention of retreating.
Sensing the fluctuation of space, everyone immediately stopped what they were doing and focused their attention on it. Even the voices of discussion that had never stopped in the dark had completely stopped.
Everyone knew that this wave was the key.
Even Mr. Fu could not sit still. If it were not for Lin Huang stopping him, he would have joined the battle.
Only Lin Huang was still sitting on the recliner and did not stand up. However, he did not continue to close his eyes to rest either. Instead, he opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the dimensional gateways not far away.
A moment later, the twelfth wave of monsters finally arrived.
Lin Huang scanned the area with his Divine Telekinesis and was slightly surprised. He had thought that this wave would all be at Virtual God rank-9, but he did not expect it to be a hodgepodge. There were intermediate and high-level Virtual Gods, and there were only a hundred Virtual God rank-9s.
"What's the meaning of this wave? Are there not enough Virtual God rank-9s? "
While Lin Huang complained in his mind, his sleeve once again vibrated with a red glow.
This time, the number of telekinetic flying daggers he controlled was a little more than the last time — more than three hundred of them. After all, the number of explorers who descended this time was much greater.
Red telekinetic flying daggers shot out like hundreds of blood-red Thunder bolts crashing down, covering the entire battlefield in an instant.
Not a single one of the thirty-three dimensional gateways' exits was left out.
The blood-red lightning bolts pierced through the bodies of the Descenders in the blink of an eye. Not only did they instantly kill the invaders' physical bodies, but they also directly pulverized the souls of the Descenders.
Whether it was the undying species or the spirit-type, after the flying daggers pierced through their bodies, they could not be any more dead.
In less than half a second, tens of thousands of invaders were almost wiped out by Lin Huang's telekinetic flying daggers, leaving only a few dozen people who were still fighting with their imperial monsters.
After another two seconds or so, Bai, Lancelot, and the others had also finished off their own enemies, completely wiping out the invaders.
At this point, the twelfth wave of the great world's invasion had once again been declared a failure!
…
Seeing this result, not only Blonde, but the thirty-odd True Gods present fell silent.
"Why don't we report this situation to the higher-ups?" After a long silence, the snake-headed man finally could not help but make his suggestion.
"Ever since this mission was given to the Thousand Snake Sect, there have never been any slip-ups. My grandfather and great ancestor have personally carried out the same mission and destroyed the cultivation civilization of this gravel world with their own hands. Do you think I need to report this to the higher-ups?! "
Hearing that Blonde's tone was not right, the snake-headed man immediately lowered his head and dared not say another word.
"No matter how much they resist or jump around, ants will always be ants." The murderous intent on Blonde's body continued to boil. "When the suppression method takes effect, we'll officially begin the descent!"
"But we haven't found out which dimensional gateways …" Before the long-legged girl could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Blonde's glare.
"No buts, I've made up my mind!"
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