Five hours ago, late at night.
In a hotel not far from Bosch, in a luxurious suite.
"Sorry for the intrusion, but please believe that I have no ill intentions. But please believe that I have no ill intentions. Confessing my identity is the best way to show my sincerity. "Hans, with sunken eyes and messy hair, sat on the sofa casually.
His deep and serene eyes, his androgynous voice, and his temperament that was completely different from his usual self warned Beck Richardson that this man was not the real Captain Hans.
"Ancient Fey?" Beck Richardson tensed his muscles, his gaze grave.
"It's a Juggernaut. You can call me Vanquisher." Hans smiled.
Vanquisher was able to sneak into the hotel silently and use Hans's appearance to see me. Is he the Juggernaut that can host others?
Beck Richardson's pupils contracted. "What did you do to Hans?"
"His body belongs to me. My ability is to host. Without a host, I can't become an independent entity." Vanquisher Ruler laughed.
"There's no need to be so angry. Compared to the important matter I came to discuss with you, the death of a subordinate is nothing."
"We have nothing to discuss." Baker Richardson quietly gathered his energy, and his muscles tightened. Although he had never dealt with Ancient Fey before, and although he had learned of their strength from Qin Ze, Baker Richardson was not afraid of Ancient Fey. On the contrary, his fighting spirit was high, and he wanted to compete with these ancient creatures.
Moreover, this place was only a few hundred meters away from Bosch. Qin Ze and the other extreme masters would arrive in an instant.
However, Vanquisher Ruler's casual words shattered all of Beck Richardson's fighting spirit. "Do you want to know the inside story of the fight between the Juggernauts? It hides a secret that can topple the world. No, toppling the world is not enough to describe it. It should be called transcending the world! "
Beck Richardson's breathing slowly calmed down, and he took a deep breath. "You better give me a satisfactory answer."
The Ancient Fey in front of him was very cunning. It had perfectly hit his weakness and made a request that he could not refuse. All this time, Beck Richardson had been thinking about the truth behind the Ancient Fey's sudden resurrection.
"Of course." Vanquisher Ruler smiled. "As the president of the Supers Association, I'm sure you are familiar with the Pantheon Palace. You know about the eight Juggernauts being suppressed in the Pantheon Palace.
But you definitely don't know the reason behind it. This has to start from the distant ancient times. "
"At that time, the world was filled with ferocious creatures that devoured each other. The law of the jungle was the rule that all intelligent and low-energy creatures believed in. After a long period of devouring and evolution, nine Sovereigns were born. In other words, us. "
"At that time, we didn't know that nine was the limit of what the natural world could accommodate. After countless years, no other rulers of the same realm were born. The nine of us Hegemons share the throne of the World Lord. "
"But we're still not free. We're trapped in this world. Even though time has no meaning to us, we can't do anything about it. It is a one-way river. We have been floating in the river since ancient times until now. "
"One day, Earth suddenly rioted. Yes, it was a riot. The earth's crust shifted. Volcanoes erupted. The elements of heaven and earth became chaotic. The sun no longer shone on this world. It's a sign of restoring order. "
Baker Richardson's heart stirred as he vaguely grasped the truth behind the extinction of the Ancient Demons.
Was it a meteorite that crashed into Earth or a large-scale volcanic eruption that created poisonous smoke that covered the sun and wiped out the ancient creatures?
"That wasn't a mutation caused by natural forces. It was a fruit. It was the birth of the fruit that caused the phenomenon." At this point, the Vanquisher Ruler's voice wavered.
"Fruit?" Baker Richardson asked with uncertainty.
Of course, he didn't think that it was the fruit he knew. He was eager to know the true identity of the so-called fruit.
"Yes, it's a fruit. No one knows how it was born or where it came from. No one has even seen its true appearance. But we've all fought over it before. "
"We led our respective factions to fight for the fruit. It was the most tragic battle since the birth of Earth. It's a scene that you humans will never be able to imagine. That is, unless you use nuclear bombs one day. "
"The chaotic battle lasted for a long time. In the end, the master of the Pantheon Palace won. Earth fire spewed out and volcanoes erupted. It was a great help to her. It was as if even heaven and earth were helping her."
"We weren't willing to lose just like that, so we entered the Pantheon Palace together. We planned to kill the master of the Pantheon Palace and take back the fruit."
Baker Richardson nodded. This matched what he knew. In the end, the eight Rulers were suppressed and 'perished' in the Pantheon Palace. "How did you lose?"
"I can't remember the situation back then. After I woke up, I lost a lot of my memories. Every time I wake up after death, it's a process of reassembling my Principal Soul. We will lose a large portion of our memories. "
Over the years, before the appearance of the fruit, the Rulers hadn't lived in harmony. There were frequent battles and killings. It wasn't the first or second time that they were beaten to the point of deleting their accounts.
Usually, one party would be beaten to a pulp before the other party would stop.
The genes of the Rulers were incompatible. They couldn't be devoured, so neither could kill the other.
Back then, there was no Qi Refinement system or array formations. In terms of creativity, the Ancient Fey were far inferior to humans.
"However, the master of the Pantheon Palace didn't succeed in devouring the fruit's power. He fell into a deep slumber and, like us, spent an immeasurable amount of time in the Pantheon Palace. That was until twenty years ago, when Li Wuxiang entered the Pantheon Palace with my bewitchment and help. He brought out the fruit and the master of the Pantheon Palace. "
Back then, Li Wuxiang had entered the Pantheon Palace because they had been secretly manipulating him. Baker Richardson went straight to the point. "What's the fruit?"
Master Qing took something out of his pocket and threw it to Baker Richardson. "You'll understand after you watch this."
Baker Richardson caught it and looked at it. It was a USB drive. As he walked to his desk and switched on his computer, he looked warily at the Army Destroyer Lord.
The video wasn't long, but Baker Richardson watched it three times. The more he watched, the more alarmed and incredulous he became.
"It's time!" The Army Destroyer Lord went straight to the point and voiced Baker Richardson's doubts. "Up until now, the power that the fruit has displayed is to reverse time. The video shows Li Xianyu's first death. His resurrection wasn't because of his powerful self-healing abilities, but because time was reversed on his body. I'm sure you can tell. "
"But the fruit hasn't ripened yet. We don't know its true power, but we can speculate from the video that the fruit's power is to manipulate time."
"This is transcendence, President Baker. We're immortal, but we can't escape time. The fruit can make up for our regrets. As long as we're willing, we can even reverse time to ancient times and cause human civilization to collapse in an instant. "
"No, that's not what I want …" Baker Richardson was silent for a very long time before he broke free from the shock of this shocking news.
"But it's undeniable that you want the fruit," the Army Destroyer Lord said with a smile.
"So?"
"So, I'm asking you to cooperate with us and fight for the fruit."
"No matter how you look at it, Bosch has a higher chance of winning. I have no reason to help you." President Baker shook his head.
The Army Destroyer Lord chuckled. "A straightforward person doesn't beat around the bush. Our chances of winning are indeed not high, but this is precisely the key to our alliance. If Bosch wins, do you think you can snatch the fruit from the hands of Peerless Warrior Soul, the master of Pantheon Palace, and Qin Ze? "
"They don't intend to completely trust you. Not telling you about the existence of the fruit is the best evidence."
Richardson was silent.
He was right. If Bosch won, he wouldn't get the fruit. But the problem was …
"Even if you win, I still have no hope."
"We're different from Bosch. The alliance between the Dominators is driven by benefits. We'll unite because of benefits, and we'll break up because of benefits. After destroying Bosch, we'll rely on our own abilities. The winner gets the fruit, and the loser eats the dust, "the Army Destroyer Lord said calmly.
"But Bosch is different. They won't fight among themselves. They're united. You have no chance at all in Bosch's camp."
I'll have a chance if I ally with you?
Baker Richardson began to consider this possibility. He was undoubtedly proud and arrogant, but he didn't dare say he could win against the Dominators.
His biggest advantage was controlling the Superpower Association, but Qing Shi's ability perfectly restrained him.
Working with Gu Yao was like asking a tiger for its skin. President Baker understood this very well. The other party didn't hide this. Instead, he told him calmly that the winner gets the fruit, and the loser eats the dust.
"President Baker, do you know about the Kusanagi Blade?"
"What are you trying to say?"
"To prove our sincerity, we're willing to help you get the Kusanagi Blade. This is also the reason why I'm here today. Think about it. What will Bosch do if they know I've lost a doppelganger? "
"They'll definitely start a war in advance. The Kusanagi Blade is an important strategic weapon. It can't be left underground forever. You just need to keep an eye on it during the meeting. Get close to whoever uses the Kusanagi Blade. We'll create an opportunity for you. "
"With the Kusanagi Blade, you'll have the ability to kill and become a Dominator. This is the sincerity we're showing. "
Baker Richardson fell silent again.
"You don't have to agree now. Think about it."
Chi!
Baker Richardson pulled out the Kusanagi Blade. Black blood spurted out, emitting a pungent rancid smell.
He shook his wrist slightly, and red spots appeared on the ground. The Kusanagi Blade didn't get stained with blood.
"It's a pleasure working with you!" Master Qing's lips curled into a sinister smile.
Baker Richardson snorted. "Aren't you afraid that I'll stab you with the sword?"
Qing Shi shrugged nonchalantly. "Then I'll give you a first-class merit. After all, the death of the doppelganger isn't fatal to me. You also understand this, but you've also lost the opportunity to form an alliance with us and compete for the fruit. "
"Human nature is greedy. It's every creature's right to pursue divine objects. You don't need to feel guilty. This is the Buddha's life. "
Qing Shi licked his lips and walked toward the Buddha's head.
Swish!
A cold light flashed.
Baker Richardson raised his eyebrows. "What do you want?"
"To nourish my body, of course." Qing Shi stopped and didn't get any closer.
"Your food is over there." Beck Richardson pointed at the severed limbs on the ground.
Qing Shi said coldly, "What if I insist on eating him?"
The atmosphere froze. A few seconds later, he laughed loudly. "I'm just kidding. The Buddha's head was killed by the Kusanagi Sword, and his body is poisoned. I won't eat him. I'm quite impressed by humans' Ultimate Path. Yes, in our eyes, eating our opponents is the best respect we can give them. "
Baker Richardson heaved a sigh of relief.
"The battle isn't over yet. Next, you need to cooperate with me and put on a show. Heh, who do you think will come here next? Li Xianyu and Qin Ze, or the Unparalleled Fighting Soul and the Master of the Pantheon Palace? "
"If it's Li Xianyu, he might turn back time," Richardson said.
"Then we'll definitely win."
The main criteria to determine whether Li Xianyu could turn back time was whether the Unparalleled Fighting Soul and himself had lost his combat power.
At this moment, a faint golden light shone from the Buddha's head. Before Baker Richardson and Qing Shi could react, the wisp of remnant soul had already rushed into the sky and exploded silently.
The golden light formed a large Buddha with its eyes lowered and its palms put together. It illuminated the world, and after a few seconds, it slowly extinguished.
It was like a flourishing firework, and it bloomed the beautiful life of the Buddhist leader for sixty years.
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