Are you still alive? "
Mask's voice resounded in Silent Disaster's mind — it was an echo of his consciousness from the Birth Tower.
He lowered his head and stared at the dull white robe in his palm. "I said before, I will not die before the humans are wiped out. "
"Very good, but don't forget, I, Nassaupelle, am the one who decides the outcome of this battle! Without the combined attack of the new Symbiotic Demons and the Deity of Gods, even if two or three thousand Primal Demons were to enter, they would not be of much use in the rugged foothills … "
"I won't deny that. "
"…" He probably did not expect Silent Disaster to agree so straightforwardly as there was a momentary pause. "In short, if the King asks about the Western Front, I hope you remember what you said. Also, Hackzord has nothing to do with this battle. You have seen it with your own eyes. Although he has his reasons, it is better to be clear about the merits and demerits. " "
"I agree. "
"…" The other party was speechless again. "I never expected you to be so reasonable. Then go to the place where the Zerg set up the Rain of Fire. I will let the Deity of Gods meet you there. " "
"You want to retrieve their weapons? "
"That's right," Nassaupelle said delightedly. "That is the proof of victory, and also an excellent collection for me to explore the mysteries. "
…
As they ascended the mountain, the Deity of Gods had already closed its sluice gates and was slowly descending.
Silent Disaster had to admit that Senior Lord Mask was irreplaceable. Standing beneath the floating continent that was wider than the Impassable Mountain Range, anyone would have the misconception that the mountain was about to collapse. But in fact, it would stop the moment it touched the ground, just like how an egg would not shatter under a thousand tons of weight.
Be it the transportation of supplies or the deployment of troops, it was an extremely easy task.
Furthermore, even if the Deity of Gods did not touch the ground, it could use the floating platform to complete the exchange between inside and outside. And the nearly hundred meters of vertical distance was enough to make the enemy sigh, far more than the moat of the past could compare.
It could be said that it was an impossible task to capture the Deity of Gods from the outside.
Just as they were waiting for the rendezvous, Silent Disaster suddenly heard a slight sound from beneath her feet.
The base had long been abandoned by the humans. Even if there were survivors, the Symbiotic Demons should have taken care of them.
It followed the source of the sound and walked to a cave entrance.
That should be a hidden fortification dug out by the other party, but it collapsed under the impact of the active spear, turning the underground tunnel into a cage. The subtle sound came from within.
If they didn't do anything, whoever was trapped down there would only be death waiting for them.
But Silent Disaster bent down and lifted the collapsed roof with one hand.
It did not know why it was doing this. Perhaps it was because it wanted to obtain more information, or perhaps it was because it was infected by the Graycastle people's interest. After a while, it cleared a hole that was wide enough for one person to pass through.
The passageway wasn't long. After two turns, Silent Disaster reached the end. At the same time, she saw the source of the sound. At the end of the passageway was a relatively spacious room with an oil lamp hanging at the door. Under the dim yellow light, a human male was sitting with his back against the wall, panting heavily. There were many traces of blood on the ground.
Silent Disaster noticed that only a few strands of flesh were left on the man's feet. It was likely that he had been crushed by the collapse of the roof and only managed to escape after being severed.
But this person should be clear of the structure of the passageway. Even if he abandoned his feet, there was no way he could escape the hidden fortification. If that was the case, why was he struggling?
"Unfortunately …" The male lifted his head and glanced at her. "In the end, it was still the devil that came."
"Tell me what you know. Otherwise, death is just an extravagant wish," Silent Disaster said stiffly. Unlike Valkries, she had spent most of her time fighting against the Sky-sea Realm ever since she gained consciousness, so she wasn't proficient in the human language.
But the other party didn't seem to hear her question.
"I was thinking … it would be fine if it was a teammate that came, but if it was a devil … wouldn't I be a sitting duck?" He smiled weakly. "Coincidentally, there was some gunpowder stored here. If it was a detonator, it would be able to fulfill the final responsibility. But I never expected that it would be a big fish … "
I probably won't be able to get anything out of him. Silent Disaster thought expressionlessly, I'll leave him to Mask to deal with.
Just as she was about to knock him out, a hemp rope slipped from the human's hand.
The other end of the rope seemed to be connected to a heavy object, and after losing its restraints, it rapidly shot upwards. Only then did Silent Disaster realize that there were many pancake-like objects piled up in the corner of the dark room. A black object silently fell from the low ceiling, and below it was a metal cube. That was also where the blood stains were the most concentrated.
No … the other party's struggle wasn't to escape from this place.
The oil lamp hanging on the door frame allowed him to see the intruder immediately.
The rope in his hand ensured that regardless of whether he lost consciousness or was killed, the trap would be triggered.
— He dragged his battered body and crawled around the tiny room, all for a chance to not be a sitting duck.
Silent Disaster retreated as fast as she could!
The male curled his lips.
"Long live … humans!"
An extremely dazzling light blossomed from the corner, and in an instant, the dark room was illuminated as though it was daytime!
Accompanied by a loud boom, the caved-in area bulged up, as though a gigantic fist had smashed through it from the inside, bringing with it a large amount of rubble and snow that flew into the sky.
…
"What's going on?"
Mask looked at Silent Disaster, who was being carried up the Deity of Gods, and asked his assistant with a frown.
"This subordinate isn't sure, I only know that there was a sudden explosion on the mountaintop … He probably fell into the insectoids' trap."
Nassaupelle snorted. "What a sorry state. If it were any other Senior Lord, I'm afraid they would have long stopped breathing."
At this moment, Silent Disaster looked as though he had been stepped on by 'horns.' His shattered armor and flesh were mixed together, and the face that resembled a female human was only left with a blurry silhouette. His magic power was almost depleted.
"Doesn't this prove that your thoughts are correct?" The assistant lowered his head.
"That's right." Nassaupelle laughed. "No matter how powerful the body is, the limit is just this. On the contrary, the Symbiotic Body is the ideal direction of evolution — it can be replaced at any time after being damaged, and there is no limit to its growth. That is the body we should be pursuing!"
He no longer looked at the unconscious Senior Lord, and turned to walk towards the Birth Tower. "Throw this fellow into the Red Mist Pond to soak, there shouldn't be a need for him to take action for a period of time. Those insectoids definitely wouldn't expect that the Kingdom of Wolfheart, which is easily obtainable, isn't the primary goal of the Deity of Gods. Swallowing all the kingdoms in one go is the fastest way to obtain the legacy shard. "
"Pass down my orders, adjust the course, and head towards the Hermes Plateau at full speed!"
Bookseller's Website:
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
