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Chapter 1772

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In the chaotic void.

In the outskirts of the Third Era's border, dozens of huge beasts squatted in the void and ate.

Their food was tiny compared to their bodies. The food they grabbed with their fingers was like shrimp, and they threw it into their mouths in handfuls.

Their mouths wriggled slightly, and many broken bones were spat out. Then, they grabbed another handful of food and threw it into their mouths.

Dark red blood dyed the beasts' mouths red, and the thick smell of blood lingered in the chaotic void for a long time.

Many destroyed towers could be seen around these giant beasts.

As for the food in their mouths, it was the human city defense troops that were once stationed in the outskirts.

"What a bunch of pitiful fellows."

A low voice suddenly appeared in the tranquil void. This person was dressed in white, and he was particularly eye-catching in the chaotic void.

He looked at the beasts throwing humans into their mouths with an indifferent smile, and then glanced at the surrounding towers.

"They've extended their defense to the outskirts. If they were given a few more years, I really don't know what the situation would be like when they come here again. This is all thanks to you, God King Pleasure. If it weren't for you … "

"Please don't call me God King Pleasure. Please call me the great artist, His Majesty."

A ripple appeared in the void in front of the white-clothed man, and a red-nosed clown walked out of the ripple.

"Yes, His Majesty." The white-clothed man smiled.

After appearing, His Majesty glanced at the army behind the white-clothed man. At a glance, there were at least a hundred thousand troops behind the white-clothed man.

Among these people were Beast Tamers, and huge beasts followed them.

The others were all dressed in white, just like the White Impermanence of the Underworld. The only difference was that they had a golden bird of paradise on their chests, which symbolized freedom.

"Not artistic at all!"

The artist, His Majesty, couldn't help but shake his head at the monotonous clothing.

"We're just some vulgar people. It's hard for us to be elegant. Please forgive us, His Majesty." The white-clothed man smiled. "Speaking of which, why isn't Yale here? I think that guy knows a lot about art. Hasn't he always been interested in destroying eras? The eras and the Demon Clan he destroyed could be called works of art. I like to communicate with people who understand art. Where is he? I'm going to find him.

"Yes," they said.

"His condition isn't too good. His Majesty sealed his Divine Sense Sea and made him face the wall in the Divine Palace. If it wants to see him, I'm afraid it'll have to go back to the Divine Palace to find him. "

"Oh no, this is really bad news." "But I won't go to see him. Although I like his works of art, I won't mess with that old guy, the Emperor God. His wrath is something His Majesty can't bear! "

"Don't be too disappointed, Your Majesty. Although Yale can't come, I've brought the Main God under him."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in white turned around and pointed behind him.

Behind him were all the Main Gods under Yale, and the one leading them was the War Goddess.

"These people are all Core Gods who have fought with Yale for many years, especially this War Goddess. Yale has passed the authority to command the Northern God Clan to her."

"Is that so?

His Majesty's eyes flashed with surprise. He instantly appeared in front of the War Goddess and looked her up and down.

"I can't feel any artistic aura from you. I don't know why, but your eyes make great artists feel annoyed."

"I feel the same way," the War Goddess snorted. "If you think that the stench you're giving off is a manifestation of your artistic aura, then I'm really sorry. I can't enjoy your artistic aura, and I'm especially disgusted by it."

"War …"

The Main Gods behind him looked nervous. This toad-like guy in front of them was the God King of Joy of the four God Kings. His status was equal to Yale's God King of Destruction.

Although the War Goddess was in the Divine Palace of Destruction and could do this because of Yale's love, the God King of Joy …

"You … are an interesting guy."

Unexpectedly, his Majesty didn't get angry at the War Goddess's attack. Instead, he smiled and looked at her meaningfully for a long time before retracting his gaze and taking a few steps back.

"I'll keep an eye on you. Don't disappoint me!"

Then, he returned to the man in white and looked at the Third Era, who was very close to them.

"When exactly are you going to leave? I can't wait to carve the artwork in my heart."

"Is his Majesty anxious?" The man in white smiled. "I wanted to let these little guys eat their fill before working. Since he can't wait, we'll leave now."

"That's for the best. When we reach the Third Era, I'll show you the artwork I've painstakingly carved!"

"That pitiful guy?"

"Yes!" his Majesty smiled. "Although he's a pitiful guy, he's my most satisfying work."

"Then I'll wait and see!"

"You'll definitely be amazed!"

… …

… …

… …

The Great Emperors in the hall stared at each other with tense expressions. Yang Jian and the Great Sage's words echoed in their minds.

The Outer-Realm Protoss had arrived!

Just an hour ago, they had almost lost their confidence because of Pilar.

The appearance of Qinglan and the others had given them some hope in the face of despair.

However, all of this needed time to settle down. They didn't even have the chance to do so before the Outer-Realm Protoss attacked.

"How is this possible?"

This time, whether it was Ye Zichen, Gu Li, Pilar, Qinglan, or Cang Xiong, they were all astonished.

When they looked at each other, they saw disbelief in each other's eyes.

Bringing the Great Emperors to this place was the result of their discussion. It was precisely because they knew Ye Zichen was the Third Era's only hope of transcending.

So long as Ye Zichen didn't transcend, this game wouldn't begin.

The Outer-Realm Protoss couldn't attack the Third Era before the game began, so they could take advantage of this time to make their preparations.

They're here!

But the Outer-Realm Protoss had come!

"They're here because …."

"They attacked. The border we left in the outer realm was destroyed by their Yuan Breaking Beasts. None of the border guards survived," said Yang Jian.

"That's impossible!"

Suddenly, Gu Li shouted from within the hall.

"The Outside's invasion requires the Third Era to transcend. Ye Zichen and I are the only Lords of the Emperor Star. I haven't transcended, and neither has Ye Zichen. Why would the Outside attack? "

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