About half an hour later, One Day Life Loss regained consciousness with a groan, clutching his head.
During the collapse, he used his sequential skill to change the nearby geological structure and summoned a small pyramid with significant Defense Force.
This was actually his specialty, which, combined with his sister Smiling Half-step Mad, could produce a combo skill that was not to be underestimated.
It’s a combination of offense and defense. There were countless Instance bosses that died under their combined efforts.
Normally when facing enemies, he could at most summon a 5x5x5 pyramid, but this ti he went directly for five tis that size.
This action protected himself and the nearby dozen or so Combat Personnel but also caused him to fall into a deep coma due to low energy.
When he woke up, the first thing he did was look for Smiling Half-step Mad.
He saw that his sister was sitting next to him, staring into the distance, seemingly lost in thought.
"Older sister?" One Day Life Loss’s voice was a little hoarse.
"You’re awake." Smiling Half-step Mad helped him up and said, "Thankfully, there are enough official dications. I poured three bottles of potion into you; otherwise, I was afraid you would’ve slept to death."
"Hehe, it’s good to be alive." One Day Life Loss clutched his aching head as he sat up. This was the side effect of having low energy. When their energy level approached 30%, players began to feel the strain.
When it dropped below 30%, their lives would be in danger. They could either fall into shock or die on the spot.
He belonged to the forr group, experiencing mild shock. Under the stimulation of the dication, he gradually regained consciousness.
"We really have to thank General Li Ba and the Holder for this." One Day Life Loss winced in pain and said, "If they hadn’t bought us a few seconds, I wouldn’t have had ti to use my skill. Are they still alive?"
"Over there." Smiling Half-step Mad pointed to the distance.
One Day Life Loss followed the direction of her finger.
General Li Ba was with several Combat Personnel, holding a bronze chain and going back and forth, as if asuring its length.
"General Li Ba, won’t this chain be too thin and short? I’m afraid it won’t be able to tie up the Abyssal Worm." One of the Combat Personnel asked.
They were not players and did not know the nickna Uncle Eight-direction, so they referred to him as General Li Ba, just like the players.
anwhile, the young man in the magic robe frowned: "Its body width is about thirty ters, and its length is even more than a hundred ters. What’s the point of tying it up?"
With Li Changhe’s energy, he could only manipulate about three or four tons of bronze gravity at the sa ti.
It was impossible to make a chain of that weight to tie up the Abyssal Worm.
"Then General, how do you plan on capturing the worm?" another Combat Personnel asked, "The Terror Devil is very hostile to humans. It would be difficult to threaten it to dig a hole for us."
"It’s not a problem. Once I ride on it, it’ll have no choice but to listen to ," Li Changhe chuckled. He wasn’t planning to tie up the worm but rather use the chain as a rein to control it.
These Combat Personnel were quite fond of Li Changhe, as it was he and Xiao Nan who had created an opportunity for everyone to escape.
At this mont, seeing him making a chain, they ca over to chat and joke.
Although they couldn’t see Li Changhe’s appearance, the conversation was very lively.
"What are they...doing?"
This, in turn, left One Day Life Loss feeling a bit confused.
What’s tying up? What’s riding?
Damn, waking up to such exciting topics, was General Li Ba playing so bold?
...
anwhile, the beautiful and holy humanoid Terror Devil entered a western-style church.
This was the only western-style church in Yanyun Territory, with a small number of people coming and going for worship. Instead, many people ca here to hold wedding ceremonies.
The Six-winged Gatekeeper was hiding here.
It was because of her presence that the church was spared from the Terror Devils’ destruction.
With her majestic and holy six wings folded, her tall figure knelt in front of the cross.
She was over 1.8 ters tall, but there was no sense of disproportion. Every move she made emitted a sense of holiness.
At this mont, she was praying to the cross.
The candlelight flickered on both sides of the church, illuminating everything.
What a beautiful and holy scene it was.
In the corner of the church, a pair of Bioroids emitting faint blue light were watching this scene.
This was the liaison sent by the robot factory. With the Six-winged Gatekeeper’s permission, it had been hiding inside the church, acting as a contact.
Through the Bioroids’ perspective, the Six-winged Gatekeeper, who had experienced battles, was now rapidly recovering her strength as she prayed.
Various powers turned into clear data in the Bioroids’ eyes.
Eventually, it settled on [Danger Index: 49].
This was actually quite a high value, calculated based on the computing power of the Robot Factory to judge the strong.
It ant that the Robot Factory would need to use 49% of its computing power to fully analyze the creature in front of it.
Other Terror Devils typically didn’t exceed 20, and the so-called immortal Treasures Immortal Team only reached 25.
However, such calculations were not entirely accurate for divine creatures. The Six-winged Gatekeeper in front of them might have an even higher value.
After all, Divinity was a power difficult for the Robot Factory to calculate,
Especially those few Terror Devils.
Demigod Sun, Faceless Man, Crying Hero.
Their values usually hovered around 40, not even as strong as the Six-winged Gatekeeper, but when they fought at full strength.
Their values would turn into ’???’ and beco undetectable and incalculable. Forced calculations might crash the system.
In the original world, the Robot Factory at the pinnacle might have the ans to interpret Divinity.
But now that the Robot Factory was a Terror Devil, its computing power was limited, and it could not analyze these forces.
However, analyzing was one thing, defeating was another.
Seeing that she had regained her fighting ability, the Bioroid said, "You should know that there are certain powerful individuals among humans who suddenly appear. You shouldn’t have taken action. Your companions are very dissatisfied with your response. The general is very dissatisfied with you. But the Insect Queen is very grateful to you. She has sensed that the Insect God’s power has disappeared."
"I don’t need the gratitude of Different Races or the opinions of Evil Gods." The Six-winged Gatekeeper snorted coldly: "I only eliminate the unclean out of my own volition. To put it bluntly, my demands are not the sa as yours. If it weren’t for that Evil God’s concealnt, I would kill him myself!"
The Bioroid fell silent, as Terror Devils were not a unified force.
For example, the Six-winged Gatekeeper who guarded the mystery had deep hostility toward the Crying Hero who distorted evil intentions.
After all, they were Terror Devils with their own consciousness, with their likes and dislikes.
"Did you succeed?" The Bioroid asked.
"Next ti, I will kill him."
The candlelight around flickered, and the Six-winged Gatekeeper replied indifferently.
"Kill him before he ascends the throne and becos the Devil King!"
Hearing this news, the Crying Hero chuckled.
His laughter was full of mockery.
Reviews
All reviews (0)