What a coincidence!
It must be the world's fault!
The Reincarnators in the mountain valley killed two Transcendents who were fighting.
They quickly dismantled the formation flags and tried to change positions.
But in less than ten minutes, the native coalition led by the Dragon Gate and the Tree Shade Group appeared.
It seemed that they were in a moving city nearby.
It must be a hint from the world!
Although the Reincarnators were helpless, they were not afraid.
For the natives, this was a hasty battle.
But they had Rozan, Flame Jin, and other peak powerhouses. They were not weak!
Five minutes later.
The Samsara traveler looked at Dou Ming, the protagonist of the world who seemed to be within his reach. He was now a Transcendent Rank-2 with incredible speed. He could even escape from the Rank-3 Samsara traveler.
Dou Ming attracted a lot of firepower, so the Reincarnators had a bad start.
"As expected of the protagonist of the advanced world. You're the fastest I've ever seen!" A Reincarnator captain exclaimed.
Ten minutes later.
Rozan looked at Gong Ling. With the power of the Time Series, Gong Ling was able to pin him down by herself.
"If you have time to grow, I'm afraid that even I will be afraid of you. Unfortunately, you don't have the time …"
Boom!
Rozan dashed in a straight line and crashed into the mountains.
Fifteen minutes later.
Flame Jin looked at one of Tang Yu's doppelgangers with a serious expression.
He was good at using fire, but the Rank-3 native was no weaker than him. He had even touched the law!
"He's not weaker than me in the use of fire."
The two were evenly matched!
Twenty minutes later.
Dozens of native powerhouses joined the battle. The Reincarnators who had the upper hand gradually fell into a disadvantage.
Flame Jin and the third batch of Reincarnators felt there was still hope.
But Rozan and the other powerhouses who had experienced it felt strangely familiar.
It was like …
"Let's retreat!"
"We haven't lost yet. We can take them away as long as we seize the opportunity!"
Twenty-five minutes later.
"I don't think it's good. Let's retreat."
"I've figured out the native powerhouses' tricks. I'll take them away even if I have to burn my origin."
Thirty minutes later.
"We can't beat them. Let's retreat!"
"We're the invincible team. We've been through many desperate situations. It's not impossible for us to turn the tables!"
Thirty-five minutes later.
"You're not retreating? I'll retreat! "
"Retreat? So if the mission failed, they would have to seek help from the Lord Saint? We, the Invincible Squad, can't afford to lose face like this! "
Thirty-five minutes and thirty seconds.
"Retreat, retreat, retreat! The situation is urgent!" the leader of a certain Invincible Team shouted.
…
Dozens of minutes later.
The seven or eight Reincarnators, who had escaped with great difficulty and were heavily injured, gathered together with gloomy expressions.
"Why not? Why don't we split up? "
"If we stay together, we might still be able to resist. Separate? One by one? "
"I think it won't be long before those natives find us."
"How strange!"
They could only ask for help again. The Dragon Slaver Saint's figure appeared.
…
In a special space that belonged to the Samsara Palace, Saint Dragon Slaver frowned.
Even without activating the Reincarnation Cube, he had a bad feeling.
Seeing that there were only a few defeated soldiers left, his frown deepened.
These Reincarnators weren't new recruits, so it was impossible for them to make such a low-level mistake. But … how did they get discovered?
Unscientific!
No awakening!
Was it because the world's spirituality was too strong? About to awaken self-awareness?
But even an intelligent consciousness of the world shouldn't be able to discover the great formation he'd used to conceal heaven's secrets.
Saint Dragon Slaver pondered.
King Monroe valued this world very much and couldn't give it up, especially when a consciousness of the world might be born.
However, it would be pointless to continue sending the Reincarnators there.
"A Saint descends?"
According to the Samsara Palace's system, those below the Saint rank would complete missions in small teams.
At the Saint rank, there was no need to form teams, and missions would become extremely rare. Compared to Transcendents, Saints had the greatest freedom.
Their numbers were also extremely few.
Even a hundred invincible teams might not be able to produce a single Saint rank existence.
Saint Dragon Slaver could throw down a few invincible teams with a wave of his hand. He wouldn't feel the pinch even if they were all wiped out.
"With my authority, I can assign missions to some Saints … but to get them to participate, I need to promise them some benefits. Moreover, the price of a Saint descending is too great."
The resources needed to send a hundred invincible teams couldn't even compare to a single Saint rank god!
Even if he was working for King Monroe, Saint Dragon Slaver felt that he needed to consider the cost.
But apart from Saints, even the most powerful of rank three invincible experts would be weakened for a period of time after descending. Given the current situation, the native experts wouldn't give them a chance at all. They wouldn't be able to survive this period.
Then he could only …
… …
Amidst the barren mountains, the silhouette of a majestic palace floated up and down.
A dot of red light descended and transformed into a fiery red spear. The spear's body was carved with an azure dragon.
The moment the spear appeared, the surrounding air distorted. A scorching, sharp aura swept through the souls of the Reincarnators.
Saint Dragon Slaver looked at Flame. This strongest expert had suffered some injuries, but had stubbornly survived.
"I'll lend you this holy weapon. Together with the power of the army, you'll be able to kill those natives! Don't disappoint me. "
Along with the holy weapon spear was a military formation plate.
Once the formation plate was activated, it would be able to unify all the power within the formation and gather it in one person. This way, even if Flame hadn't recovered to his peak state, he would be able to unleash thirty to fifty percent of the holy weapon's power.
Of course.
The military formation needed to be recharged, so Saint Dragon Slaver sent five peak-level squads as power banks.
The five squads and eighteen Reincarnators soon arrived. Even if they only had Transcendent Rank-2 power left, they could still provide a lot of help to the military formation.
Flame didn't float away. "Hurry up and use your secret technique. Recover as much as you can. When the natives find us, it'll be time for the final battle."
Firstly, they could more or less buy some time to recover some strength.
Secondly, even if they could kill some of the native experts, the rest would probably hide when they saw that the situation was bad. This was especially true for the protagonists.
They didn't have the ability to find people.
The natives were full of vigor. Just like last time, the protagonists were also present. When the natives showed up, they could catch them all in one fell swoop.
As they expected, in less than ten days, the aggressive native coalition army came to them.
There were already more than sixty Transcendent Rank-2 experts and nine Transcendent Rank-3 experts.
Under the stimulation of the world, the native experts improved rapidly.
However.
You don't have a chance!
Flame used the military formation. It was a basic spear formation, which was a perfect match for the holy weapon, the fiery red spear.
The power of the military formation reached the heavens and the earth. The holy weapon was invincible.
With a sweep of the spear, the bodies of several Rank-2 natives exploded. They were burned into nothingness by the rising flames and died instantly.
Even the Rank-3 natives couldn't withstand a single blow!
The native coalition army immediately fled. However, with the help of the military formation, even if the native experts fled dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of kilometers away, he could still kill them with one blow.
"Hahaha! Hahahaha!"
"The mission is finally completed!"
"Uh … Where's the notification of mission completion?!"
“？？？”
In the eyes of outsiders.
There were only a few native experts. They didn't have a large coalition army.
As for the Reincarnators, their bodies froze in the air. Their expressions kept changing. Sometimes they laughed wildly, sometimes they were excited, and sometimes they grinned …
The scene had become very creepy.
Tang Yu held two things in his hands.
One was a fiery red spear, and the other was a military formation disk with a spear pattern engraved on it.
"An unexpected harvest."
Originally, he only wanted to capture some Samsara Cubes. He found that different cubes had different Samsara Marks. As long as he captured enough Samsara Cubes, he might be able to pry into some of the mysteries of the Samsara Temple.
However, the enthusiastic Reincarnators gave him the holy weapon and the military formation.
"This is too … polite."
Tang Yu accepted the spear. He had seen many holy weapons, so he was only moderately happy. As for the military formation, he had faced the power of the military formation. Tang Yu was very clear about the power of the military formation.
It was a one-time trump card that could reverse the situation.
On the side.
Bamboo Rat Oguri looked serious. She held a string of bells in her left hand and a conch-shaped treasure in her right hand. There was a shiny pendant hanging on her flat chest. She also wore a cyan spiral headband on her head. In front of her mouth, there was a flute. When Bamboo Rat Oguri blew it, it made a pleasant sound.
"Wu Wu", "Ding Ling", "Ding Dong Ding Dong", she played a song. The instruments she used all emitted the aura of the holy weapon.
Not three, but five!
After a period of serious cultivation, Bamboo Rat Oguri's strength had improved. Finally … she could barely use her beloved holy weapon.
Yan Jin and the other Reincarnators' mental defenses had long been broken. Before he used the holy weapon and the military formation, he was distracted for a moment and was pulled into the illusion space by Bamboo Rat Oguri.
If he hadn't used the military formation, Bamboo Rat Oguri's illusion wouldn't have succeeded so easily.
In the illusion, the Reincarnators and the indigenous allied forces launched the fiercest battle in history.
Countless experts died, but the indigenous forces also had a trump card.
In the end, Yan Jin died, the phantom of the military formation dissipated, and the holy weapon was lost. Only a few Reincarnators were left. They escaped when the indigenous experts were heavily injured and couldn't pursue.
"We … failed again?" Black Crow was at a loss.
"Yes." Rozan looked like he had lost his soul. He looked at Black Crow. How could the weakest guy still be alive?
"Let's ask for help again."
…
"I wonder if I can get the holy weapon and the military formation again?"
Tang Yu was a little envious.
He didn't have the method to make the military formation.
"Uh-huh, I'm amazing, right?" Bamboo Rat Oguri raised her eyebrows.
"Amazing, amazing," Tang Yu said casually.
"Huh?"
"You're the fattest." Tang Yu said solemnly, "I'll give you a bonus this month."
Bamboo Rat Oguri smiled.
"Did you reinforce the telepathic suggestion?"
"Of course! As long as they encounter difficulties, they will subconsciously want to ask for help. As long as they ask for help, they will think of the holy weapon and the military formation … "
As expected of a holy weapon.
Amazing!
Tang Yu sighed. Of course, Bamboo Rat Oguri also contributed.
…
When Dragon Slaver Saint received the news that the mission had failed, he was completely dumbfounded.
Even an Immortal Saint, in his endless lifespan, had never experienced such a complete defeat of a Reincarnator.
'From what they said, it might be the world's consciousness that personally came down. Could it be that the world's consciousness has been completely born?'
'There's another possibility …'
Dragon Slaver Saint's face turned cold.
It was incredible that the indigenous people could crush the Reincarnators. But if it was …
Thinking of this possibility, Dragon Slaver Saint secretly cursed himself for his carelessness earlier. He wanted to leave this troublesome world to others, but he thought of the military formation and the holy weapon he bestowed.
The military formation was a one-time treasure that could reverse the battle situation, and the holy weapon was even more precious. Even for him, the loss of a holy weapon was extremely painful.
'I must get it back!'
Seeing Flame and the other Reincarnators crying in the Reincarnation Cube, just one more holy weapon would definitely be able to …
Dragon Slaver Saint's face was gloomy.
Do you think holy weapons are cabbages?!
…
"Sigh, so stingy. It seems like I can't get any more holy weapons."
Bamboo Rat Oguri shook her five holy weapons, her dark green pupils showing a kind of contempt for the poor Saints.
Tang Yu glanced at it and remembered the Holy City's biography he had read. It was written that holy weapons were very precious. To some extent, an ancient power with a holy weapon was equivalent to a Saint.
And a Saint with a holy weapon was even more powerful than his peers. Not all Saints had a holy weapon.
Tang Yu thought it was an exaggeration, just to highlight the preciousness of a holy weapon.
After all …
Bamboo Rat Oguri had five holy weapons, and he himself had three. Elaine and other followers also had holy weapons. Even the Sea Emperor of the Mountain and Sea Realm and a few top forces like the Heavenly Alliance Chamber of Commerce had complete holy weapons. All of this made Tang Yu feel that holy weapons were like standard weapons.
Shouldn't they be used one by one and thrown away?!
It was one thing for a Reincarnated Traveler with invincible battle strength to not even have a Sacred Weapon, but even a dignified Saint would become irritable over a mere Sacred Weapon?
Tang Yu still didn't know that Dragon Slaver Saint was not an ordinary Saint.
…
At the same time.
Flame and the other Reincarnators were at their wits' end.
The Saint was unwilling to give them holy weapons. Even if they had killed a lot of native powerhouses, they weren't sure about the rest.
As the Reincarnators of the Pinnacle Squad and the Invincible Squad, they had the option of giving up the mission.
However, the mission was assigned by Dragon Slaver Saint. They could bear the normal punishment of giving up the mission, but if they offended a Saint …
Flaming Golden Roshan and the other powerhouses looked at each other with bitter smiles.
Black Crow and the other two were in a better mood. After all, they were the first Reincarnators to fall into the trap. Seeing the invincible powerhouses being tricked, they inexplicably felt a sense of joy.
Suddenly …
Their Reincarnation Cubes lit up. Beams of light shot out and intertwined in the air to form the shadow of a magnificent palace.
"The reinforcements Lord Dragon Slaver mentioned are here!"
They were nervous.
Their past experience told them that reinforcements were for nothing.
However, they still had some expectations.
Whoosh —
The shadow of the palace shattered. A five-meter-tall being dressed in a luxurious robe suddenly descended. He emitted a hazy halo, and his face was blurry.
At this moment, even the sky of the world darkened for a moment.
The noble being stepped on the ground with both feet. That vast pressure and the dazzling radiance around him caused all the Reincarnators to hold their breaths.
They were both in awe and fanaticism. They lowered their heads slightly and exclaimed in unison:
"Lord Saint!"
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