The icy battlefield is a cold hell of the otherworld, where those trapped within seem to have no way out.
The flas of life collide, and Lu Ping’an’s clone sits in the front.
The King of Black Flas, the holder of the Burning Legion, sits high on the throne, yet he pities the warriors under his command.
He ensures the survival of most lives, making sure they always have a life.
On the other side, the goddess as beautiful as an elf smiles and dances, the dancer; she bestows blessings upon the victor but also gives rciless care before death to her own "currency".
At least, the warriors "encouraged" by her usually dance madly to their death in joy.
"Such hypocritical arrogant false rcy."
The Forest Goddess, dancing like an elf, curses Lu Ping’an with malice.
"You pretend to bestow them the right of rebirth, yet you let their souls bear a lifeti debt, destined to collapse from the pain of ever-growing debt."
"Ah, why do you sound like certain countries, imdiately accusing others of a debt trap... On my side, there’s normal business operation, and logistics and social security are fully loaded. They are destined to grow stronger and wealthier, while those bewitched by you are dood to lose everything in frenzy."
Yes, the King of Black Flas, like an evil ghost, sees his burning warriors grow fiercer, while the beautiful Lady of the Forest cruelly treats life as consumable ammo.
After a mont of brilliant explosion, that life’s value is thoroughly wasted... In Lu Ping’an’s eyes, this pure "ignition for one-ti explosion" is the greatest waste of life with infinite possibilities.
The slaughter is upgrading, and both sides’ world’s reason is being verified by each other.
Different, truly different.
The new life born in that forest land is driven to the battlefield, then becos "nutrition" for new life... On the other side, those demon-like warriors die and live, live and die.
The war’s constant upgrade also marks the destined mutual exhaustion.
Both sides are Masters of Life, still branches of the sa origin of "Life Circulation (value)"... Using "Currency of Life" between each other is a destined choice.
"If we continue like this, our (Lu Ping’an’s faction) victory is certain."
"If this consumption continues, I’ll (Lin Nu) lose."
The stubborn Lin Nu sees clearly; when the lies to shake the enemy’s morale are ineffective, she can only face the harsh reality.
Both sides naturally arrived at the sa conclusion, even if Lu Ping’an’s faction is besieged, and the Silver Fortress is riddled with holes, the Divine Realm has been broken through several tis, and many have died and lived again.
However, both sides are certain that continuing the fight will definitely lead to Lu Ping’an’s victory.
The reason is quite simple and direct: on Lin Nu’s side, death is true death; even if "re-forging" is used to create new demons and magic plants, the "total amount of life" is indeed decreasing, newborns are far less powerful than truly professional old stagers and veteran demons.
On Lu Ping’an’s side, there is "incrent"... Every warrior who dies and revives becos stronger as long as they obtain enough "nourishnt" in the slaughter.
Those weak ones who died violently without earning enough Life Points? They’re not foolish; if they activate the insurance but can’t afford the next one, they hide in the courtyard to take refuge and serve logistics.
In the current situation, rely working in logistics within the courtyard still yields a substantial profit.
As long as they’re willing to bet everything and work hard (overti), there’s no real dead end in Lu Ping’an’s faction.
The "Domain of War and Death" is always open, and Lu Ping’an’s Life Points seem to be slowly increasing.
The current situation is like a small country launching a surprise attack on a big country; the small country gains an advantage in so local area with the advantage of the surprise attack and targeted equipnt, even gaining the initiative for a ti... But as long as the big country isn’t wiped out on the spot, it regains its footing, its industries start operating, and its people are replenished, the small country will be dragged down and exhausted.
Ultimately, war is a contest of comprehensive national strength, and in terms of "Comprehensive Divine Power" now, Lu Ping’an is clearly leading.
"The conditions, your conditions, I accept them."
Finally, after a sigh through so communication channel, so pre-signed contracts were thoroughly activated.
The malicious God of Life also decided to step onto the battlefield.
That was a Buddha.
At least, it appeared so.
"Your Excellency, why can’t you take a step back and let your predecessors maintain their own foundations?"
The enormous Golden Body, even in a snowy day, still glead here, and the at Lotus floating beneath it was both eerie and sacred.
This did not appear to be any regular Deity... The blood dripping from the red at lotus had already drenched the ground beneath it.
For so reason, seeing It made Lu Ping’an instinctively think of a slaughterhouse, and focusing on the at Lotus reminded him of a mill of fresh at.
For beings like him, the first intuitive hints usually represented much more....
"Black Fake Dov? You’re not dead..."
At this mont, the Big Cat, knowing the information, clearly felt fortunate, but his words revealed more apprehension.
"I haven’t placed you beneath my lotus seat, why would I be content with oblivion."
Alright, it seems the relationship isn’t good... As he spoke, the statue of Buddha suddenly cracked open, revealing a gaping hole from which malicious eyeballs vaguely appeared.
One, two..... All too many gazes ca through, each different.
This thing looked like an utter ss with multiple personalities, evidently an Evil God.
Nurous pieces of information were transmitted by the Big Cat, and Lu Ping’an quickly grasped it... Quite a strong Broken Quasi-God, one who was a mortal enemy to both Lin Nu and Chris.
This flipping situation of cooperating with past enemies to attack one’s fellow senior sisters and brothers, indeed was very Big Cat-like... It turns out both sides are really just the sa.
But this wasn’t all; the next deity to appear, Lu Ping’an recognized at a glance.
"Life Pastoral Song... Isn’t this the rare Life Master with a normal style?"
This one, although not a Proper God, had a very good reputation both dostically and among civilians, now stood against Lu Ping’an, leaving him sowhat puzzled.
After all, joining the battle to strangle Lu Ping’an would probably an self-exile from the Eastern Country for the Gods of the Eastern Country.
Her Divine Body is a standard Order Divine Ship, looking like a winged singer... The beautiful and orderly Divine Body itself implies this being’s stance.
"Sorry, I owe her a favor, when I was still weak..."
Lu Ping’an smiled faintly and didn’t respond.
No matter the favors, any private attack and defense agreents, these are too insignificant chips for joining the Holy War... Ultimately, Lu Ping’an just blocked the way.
Now with just this level, Lu Ping’an still felt he could cope.
"Begin... " Yet as Lu Ping’an prepared to fight for life and death, he realized he was too quick to rejoice.
The fourth and fifth participants also entered the stage directly at this mont.
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