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Chapter 390

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Li Xianyu could only bury his doubts in his heart because the only person who could answer him was dead. It was just like the sadomasochism that often appeared in movies and television.

He knew that the San Wu from before was dead.

Even though she had all her memories, she remembered every little detail of the past, and she remembered the time they spent together.

But she would no longer think about improving her interpersonal skills, would no longer show a little bit of joy because of his praise, and would no longer show a little bit of peace in her ethereal eyes when he touched her head, like the slight ripples in spring water.

She had lost her emotions, the most basic of human beings.

"Everyone has their own fate. You can't force it." Hua Yang comforted.

"Is there any hope for her to recover?" Li Xianyu couldn't help but lower his voice.

"I don't know." Hua Yang shook his head. He couldn't give an answer. "It depends on fate and luck."

After a moment of silence, Li Xianyu turned his head and asked, "San Wu, do you … still want friends?"

San Wu also turned her head and looked at him. Her eyes were so calm that there wasn't even a ripple in them. In the past, she would have said with an expectant tone, "Yes."

But now, she didn't even have any doubts about what a "friend" was. She had completely become an emotionless machine.

Li Xianyu completely broke down. He roared, "Bullsh * t fate, bullsh * t luck."

After a few words, his voice became softer. He covered his face and said in a trembling voice, "These bastards, I'm going to kill them, kill them …"

However, the Ancient God had been destroyed, and the War God was dead. He couldn't even find someone to vent his anger on. Hua Yang was right. Everything was fate. He couldn't change San Wu's past, so he couldn't change her fate.

Just like how he had witnessed the life of a demon, he couldn't change what had happened.

"All she wanted was to be a normal person. Such a simple request. Why torture her like this?" Li Xianyu murmured.

Cui Hua stood on Li Xianyu's shoulder. She felt the slight tremble under her feet. She knew he was crying, even though he was covering his face.

Master often said, "There is no Bodhi tree, nor is there a mirror. There is nothing, so where does dust come from?"

Wasn't that San Wu's current state?

Shifu often said: Love gives birth to worry, love gives birth to fear. If you are separated from love, there is no worry nor fear.

But why was it that when Cuihua saw this kind of San Wu, she only felt anxious and uncomfortable? One day, if she also cut off the mortal world and embraced the Mahayana Buddhism, would he feel the same pain?

At this time, the sound of an electric current suddenly came from the walkie-talkie, and the signal light flashed.

He held the walkie-talkie in surprise. "The main force is very close to us."

The walkie-talkie connected, but the signal that was transmitted caused everyone's expressions to change. "Emergency help, emergency help! Kai Shen, are you with Three Wu?"

.....

Not long ago.

"Are we going to fight?"

The Earth God passed the written message to Ape God. Ape God read it and passed it to the Thunder Emperor, then to the Culinary God …

After going through the entire process, the eight S-Class Bosch members, who had gathered together, looked at each other. Then, they drew a √ or an x on the ground.

Three votes in favor.

Five votes against.

The Earth God thought about it, took back his phone, and typed the message. "Is it because of Vulcan, who is a burden? You can arrange for one of us to protect him, and the rest of us will be enough. We still have the Unparalleled Fighting Soul. "

Vulcan sneered.

His origin was damaged, and his combat power was not at its peak, but his stamina and aura had slowly recovered in the past two days. He was not weak enough to be a burden, and he was more than enough to protect himself.

"Speaking of which, Li Xianyu has been missing for two and a half days. Looking at her, she should not be in danger," the Thunder Emperor said.

This matter didn't need to be communicated through text messages, it could be said openly.

Ever since they went their separate ways in the bronze palace, they had lost contact with Li Xianyu, who was in charge of asking for help from the Superpower Association. Instead, the Unparalleled Fighting Soul that killed Walter Jones had already met up with the main force.

The Earth God, White God, and the others looked at each other. He wrote a message. "That kid is enjoying himself, hunting the Blood Descendants of all the major forces."

The Thunder Emperor took it, looked at it, and was shocked. "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

The Earth God shrugged. "This kind of thing can't be said everywhere. Besides, it's not something important."

The Ape God smiled. "That kid is very cunning and smart. We don't need to worry about him. Let's continue our discussion."

So, everyone stopped talking again and switched to writing messages to communicate. They voted by drawing a √ and drawing a ×.

The topic they were discussing was whether to cleanse the surrounding Blood Descendants.

The Deity Palace above their heads was hanging in the east, like a lighthouse, guiding the Blood Descendants in the Pantheon Palace. They were heading toward the same place, so it was inevitable that they would encounter each other.

At this moment, one-third of the forces that entered the Pantheon Palace, including the Bosch Group, had gathered together.

Among the seven major families, there were the Shen Family, the Wang Family, the Zhao Family, and the Chen Family.

The Buddhist Taoist Association was more miserable. Before entering the Pantheon Palace, there were about four to five hundred people in each temple. Now, there were only about a hundred people present.

The lone cultivators were even worse. Compared to the 'Noble Families' and 'Pugilistic Sects', the lone cultivators were a weak group.

The rich relied on technology, and the poor relied on mutation. This saying was also applicable to the lone cultivators. The Blood Descendants and the disciples of the Taoist and Buddhist sects had rich and varied techniques, but the lone cultivators didn't. The employees of the Bosch Group had powerful artifacts, but the lone cultivators didn't.

In the accident of the revival of the statues, countless lone cultivators died on the spot.

The organizations formed by the major lone cultivators were now less than one-tenth left.

The foreign forces were slightly better. Those who dared to cross the ocean to search for treasures in foreign countries were all elites, and they weren't on the Bosch Group's hunting list. Other than the Supers Association, which was suspected to have been completely wiped out, the other organizations lost about a third of their members.

Now, these forces temporarily gathered and kept a certain distance from each other to rest.

In order to avoid being eavesdropped by Esper abilities like 'clairaudience', Thunder Monarch and the others used 'text' to communicate.

Thunder Monarch glared at Earth God, grabbed his phone, and wrote a message. "Those who are typing √, is there a hole in your brain? Did your IQ get eaten by a dog? Is now the time to act? The timing and the occasion aren't right. Even if you have the Unparalleled War Soul to help us, can you really kill some innocent people? "

The S-Level Bosch Group had a disagreement on this matter. The three God Levels who agreed were Earth God, Black God, and Ape God.

White God, who had always been of one heart with her husband, didn't stand on his side this time.

Her long eyelashes blinked twice, and while wiping her face with skin cream, she said, "We can't hide it if we don't have enough people. We can't handle it if there are too many people. "

Everyone thought for a while and understood what she meant.

The clean-up operation wouldn't end in a short time. At this time, it was hard to guarantee that the Bosch Group's operation wouldn't be discovered, so it couldn't be hidden. If they held back for now, when everyone was here, they would be wiped out at the same time. Two fists couldn't fight against four hands, and it was hard to say who would end who.

What Thunder Monarch didn't expect was that Ape God, who had always been steady, would actually agree.

"Ape God, what do you think?" Thunder Monarch looked at him.

"White God is right, but we don't have a chance anymore." Ape God took out his phone, typed, and showed everyone.

What did that mean?

"Do you remember what Dharmaraja said to us before we set off?"

"Let us kill the blood descendants on the list." Earth God typed on his phone.

White Deity recalled for a moment and repeated Lightning Dharmaraja's words word for word on the memo.

Ape God took a look, nodded, and typed, "Yes, he said, 'Kill all the blood descendants who enter the Pantheon Palace.' After Dharmaraja said this, he paused for a few seconds before taking the hunting list. "

"What's the problem?" Earth God frowned.

"The point isn't the list, it's the previous sentence." Ape God lowered his head and typed, "Do you remember that before I went to the Yu City branch, I was the deputy minister of the headquarters. I'm familiar with Dharmaraja. He's a cautious person. If the mission was only to kill the targets on the list, he wouldn't have said 'kill all the blood descendants'. The mission is not a small talk. Any extra words will cause us to misinterpret it. "

"Although he said this casually, he paused for a while after saying that," Ape God raised his phone to show everyone and continued typing, "He's hinting us."

"Hinting?" Culinary God was stunned and frowned. "Why is he hinting? If it's a mission, he can just say it."

"What you need to ask now is not why he hinted." Earth God sneered. "You need to think about what the company wants."

Culinary God raised his eyebrows. "You want to fight?"

Earth God retorted, "I'm not afraid of you."

Ape God coughed and showed everyone his phone. "Yes, although the company didn't say it, we should think about what Dharmaraja, or rather, the big boss, really wants to do. Then we need to think about whether we should accept Dharmaraja's hint. "

Dharmaraja only hinted, so he must have his own thoughts and reasons. Smart people shouldn't ask why but think about what they want to do.

At that moment, soft footsteps approached.

Thunder Monarch and the others immediately stopped talking and turned off their phones. It was Shen Kuo, the head of the Shen Family.

"Guys, what should we do now?" Shen Kuo cupped his fists and looked sincere.

A terrifying foreign force had sneaked into the Pantheon Palace. It was said that it was the legendary Holy Infant who killed everyone he saw without emotion. It had directly led to the current situation of the major forces suffering heavy losses.

The news came from the disciples of the Buddhist Taoist Association, and Bosch had confirmed the accuracy of their news.

Among the seven major families, the other four seemed to have been wiped out.

America's Supers Association was gone too. Most of the non-affiliated cultivators were dead, and only ten of the elders of the Buddhist Taoist Association survived.

All the major forces' expressions changed. They didn't dare to go out anymore and planned to follow in Bosch's footsteps and rely on this towering tree.

Actually, it wasn't just the Holy Infant that caused this situation. Bosch's S-class had also contributed a lot.

Thunder Monarch asked, "What do you think we should do?"

Shen Kuo sighed and said pitifully, "I've discussed it with the other family heads. The Holy Infant is a half-step Extreme Grade monster, and our major forces have suffered heavy losses. Once we encounter him, it'll be hard to resist."

"So?"

"We would like to borrow some Dharma artifacts or firearms," Wang Zhong said.

So the old fox was here to borrow weapons.

The S-classes complained in their hearts. Actually, the person we want to kill the most is you. Your Shen Family is the thorn in the side of the seven major families.

Shen Kuo obviously knew that the Bosch Group hated the Shen Family. Therefore, when he entered the Pantheon Palace, he refused to follow Bosch and insisted on following the Buddhist Taoist Association.

After the space fusion, the Shen Family avoided the hunting of Thunder Monarch and the others. The S-classes couldn't find them no matter what. What was even more infuriating was that the Shen Family was too lucky. They didn't encounter the foreign forces led by the Holy Infant. So far, the Shen Family hadn't suffered heavy losses. They only lost a few small teams, and there were only 20 to 30 people in total.

Thunder Monarch thought about it and agreed.

They had made full preparations for this mission. They had brought a lot of firearms and artifacts. They could lend some weapons that they couldn't use to the major forces. Putting aside the hunting mission, the Holy Infant was their common enemy.

However, considering that they were still enemies in the end, the Thunder Monarch did not agree to lend too much. He was stingy and gave a little. He gave Shen Kuo a little and refused to bargain.

"The weapons you brought should be more than this, right?" Shen Kuo held a few wallets tightly. There wasn't much left after each force split the weapons.

"No, this is all we brought," Earth God said calmly.

Shen Kuo didn't care about Earth God's order to ask him to leave. He wanted to say more, but at this moment, his expression changed. A terrifying power came from afar.

Far away, at the end of the horizon, a tall monster appeared.

It looked like a baby, but it was 20 meters tall. Its skin was greenish-black, and black blood vessels protruded. It was more hideous than any ghost doll in a horror movie.

Behind the Holy Infant was a group of foreign forces' descendants. They came over aggressively.

The Bosch Group's S-classes all stood up, and their expressions changed.

The high-ranking employees stood up and crowded around the S-class. Behind them were the bloodline descendants of the various major organizations.

Separated by a few hundred meters, the two sides faced each other.

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