The mud cannonballs roared impressively as they shot past.
Compared to regular cannonballs, Lu Ran detested the all-encompassing spray of mud even more.
This special mud didn’t have much offensive power, but its strong adhesiveness made it extrely difficult to clean off once it stuck. Not only did it obscure vision, it also hindered movent.
Annoying to the extre!
Lu Ran didn’t entangle himself with the black pigs; instead of retreating, he advanced, and the sword energy that spread out in a fan shape in front of him dissipated imdiately.
This scene made the Red Candle Girl halfway up the mountain frown slightly.
The young man of the Human Clan charged into the most perilous area of the sky battlefield, yet found the safest path.
Simplicity and efficiency.
His actions revealed his command of the battlefield, precisely calculating down to the second the abilities of the Divine Technique Mad Saber!
When faced with a god, most people are filled with dread, kneeling in worship.
Yet the calm deanor of the Human Clan youth had already indicated his identity!
He must be the rumored, distinctive Human Clan mber known for his mad hunt of God Demons!
"Stop!" Red Candle called out softly.
She flew high, blocking in front of her master, holding a giant flower candle in her hands, from which a drop of scalding candle tear flew out.
The sheer size of the candle tear was astonishing.
Lu Ran pouted, brushing past the face of the Red Candle Divine Sculpture, looking towards the Rou Paperman behind.
The Rou Paperman held a dignified posture, her hands overlapped on her stomach, with a slight smile on her face, watching the scene unfolding with glee.
Lu Ran: "..."
Enjoying the spectacle?
Or perhaps, wanting to admire my very presence?
Fine, I’ll give you sothing sweet! Then perhaps we can have a heart-to-heart, chatting by candlelight...
"Sss—"
Mist erupted under Lu Ran’s feet, suddenly surging upwards.
No matter if the tiny Human Clan mber dodged or not, everything in the area behind him would suffer.
The heartrending screams of the Mud Mountain Pig quickly followed, then rapidly vanished.
A giant drop of candle tear howled past, sealing all the gigantic Mud Mountain Pig minions within it, along with the mud sprayed across the sky.
The imagery was quite peculiar.
In the murky sky appeared a wide, clean road, as the candle tear followed its trajectory, rapidly plunging diagonally downward.
The sound of "plop" was heard!
The scorching candle tear hit the ground, swiftly cooling into a large mass of amber-colored, semi-transparent solidified wax.
Most Mud Mountain Pigs had been scalded to death, and the few that survived were trapped in the solidified wax, rapidly draining of life force, their wails fading away...
Red Candle Divine Technique · Wax Binding!
Clearly a controlling type of skill, yet due to its special attributes, it brought a certain amount of offensive damage.
"Sss—"
The sound of mist spraying ca again, as the diminutive Human Clan mber darted downward from high above.
The Rou Paperman’s smile remained, but since Lu Ran used the Immortal Hoof, her gaze had changed.
Perhaps a bit resentful?
The Red Candle Girl beca as vigilant as if facing a great enemy! Her stone eyes widened, staring unblinkingly at the rapidly approaching Human Clan.
She shielded the dragon-phoenix flower candle in front of her, with her back toward her lady, using her frail body to block the flickering candlelight.
The fla on the flower candle flickered on and off.
Candle Shadow Evil Technique · Candle Shadow Sway!
This was an Illusion Technique, with flickering candlelight that could cause ntal disorientation.
Unfortunately, Lu Ran wasn’t susceptible to spiritual outputs... Um, to any spiritual outputs.
"Stop, Human Clan! Stop!" Red Candle Girl urgently cried, clutching the thick dragon-phoenix flower candle, sweeping it fiercely upwards.
"Whoosh!!"
Her red dress billowed, her long hair flying.
The scalding candle tears scattered like fine raindrops towards the sky, but...
The girl, full of festive elents, and still a high-ranking deity, showed a rare touch of sorrow on her face.
The strange Human Clan youth was terrifyingly strong.
This was not an illusion, but an actual battlefield situation occurring.
Moreover, with the death of one powerful God Demon after another over the past months, it beca apparent just how formidable the Human Clan youth was.
The Red Candle truly didn’t believe she could stop the opponent.
The situation unfolded as expected!
The giant candle tears, like dense raindrops, covered the sky and ground.
The diminutive Human Clan floated lightly, skillfully maneuvering within the countless falling drops of wax.
Such scorching wax droplets, not a single bit touched?
A bit insensitive to the romantic ambiance...
It’s hard to tell if this was the youth’s own skill, or if he was a Martial Artist Believer, using the movent technique Divine Technique · Swallow Feather Flip.
In any case, the light and small figure drifted right in front of the Red Candle Girl.
The entire world seed to pause for an instant.
The Red Candle stood blankly, staring at the young man clad in feather robes and floating ribbons.
Indeed, a Candle Fire Shield burned on her, but Red Candle didn’t believe the youth feared being burned and thus refrained from attacking.
She also heard him speak: "Go down, and let have a chat with her."
Red Candle suddenly bit her lower lip hard, her chest surged with a naless indignation, as the fla on her dragon-phoenix flower candle flared high!
The flickering candle fla imdiately expanded, transforming into a massive red pillar of fire piercing the sky.
This ti, even Lu Ran couldn’t stay calm.
Damn... such loyalty?
So fierce?
This thod was the ultimate deadly strike of the Evil Demon · Candle Shadow Clan, achieving destruction through a massive self-detonation:
The Silent Crimson Adornnt!
"Zhu’er."
Suddenly, a gentle yet authoritative voice ca from the peak of a distant mountain behind.
Red Candle trembled in response.
"Go down." The command echoed once more.
The towering pillar of fire slowly dissipated.
Red Candle looked at Lu Ran warily but dared not disobey the master’s command, so he turned, bowed, and lowered his head: "Yes, my lady."
"You go to reinforce the formation too." Rou Paperman spoke again.
Qing Tu, who had already arrived at the mountain peak, remained silent, even during the previous battle, not uttering a single battle roar.
He seed to be a taciturn god.
Upon hearing the master’s command, he glared fiercely at Lu Ran but likewise obeyed, swiftly leaping off the Divine Mountain.
The servants and maids departed.
Lu Ran could finally directly face the goddess statue atop the mountain peak.
Yet at this mont, he found himself unsure of what to say.
However, Rou Paperman was relaxed and straightforward, softly saying: "You are more dazzling than I imagined.
In just a few years, you’ve reached the pinnacle of the Three Realms."
Lu Ran silently flew forward.
As he approached within a hundred ters of the mountain peak, his array of Divine Weapon inford him that the exquisite phoenix crown on Rou Paperman’s head was a top-tier magic artifact.
Rou Paperman sighed softly: "That’s why it wouldn’t let have you."
Who?
Lord Immortal Sheep?
Lu Ran pondered briefly, then asked: "Why... what have you seen in ? To favor so, what do you really want?"
"Hehe." Rou Paperman suddenly laughed.
Her gentle gaze enveloped the tiny being.
"Standing here, still unable to find the answer?" Rou Paperman’s hand intertwined before her abdon, slowly reaching out to Lu Ran.
Lu Ran hesitated for a mont, but still flew to land in her palm.
"Because I have exceptional talent? You want to join the Rou Paperman sect, beco your disciple, and fight for you on the Heavenly Realm Battlefield?" Lu Ran furrowed his brows, struggling to accept his conjecture himself.
Rou Paperman let her eyelids droop, gazing at the human clan youth bound by thoughts, speaking lightly: "Beco my other side."
"Ah?" Lu Ran looked astonished.
"Share the Divine Position with ..." Rou Paperman said softly, smiling slightly with downcast eyes, "But it seems now, you don’t need to share it with .
You have the ability to devour my Divine Soul, to take everything from , right?"
Lu Ran took a long ti to respond, then shook his head: "If I wanted to devour your Divine Soul, I wouldn’t have appeared like this, I would have launched a direct surprise attack."
Rou Paperman seed unsurprised, speaking softly: "Why?"
Lu Ran did not respond, instead asked: "I’m a humble and lowly ant, what rit or ability do I have to share the Divine Position with you?"
In the eyes of gods, Lu Ran once wasn’t even considered an ant.
"In my hand, you are no longer a lowly ant." Rou Paperman looked gently at Lu Ran, murmuring, "I would take you away from the suffering of the human world, would personally cultivate you.
Ultimately, you would inherit half of my Divine Position, would blend with , living longer together..."
"Live longer together?"
"The energy I extracted from heaven and earth that can be utilized is scarce now." For so reason, Rou Paperman spoke these words without concealnt.
Listening to her, it seed joining "fresh blood" might improve this situation?
Lu Ran understood his role.
A tool person!
Child! Groom!
That frail boy was indeed like a blank canvas, waiting to be painted, turning into what she desired.
If back at the God Worship Platform, he had really signed a contract with Rou Paperman, would she have taken him away, not letting him stay in the human world?
"With generations erging, why must it be ?"
Lu Ran considered himself sowhat talented, but there were many geniuses in the world.
"Why belittle yourself?" Rou Paperman spoke softly, "How many have the qualification to be my other side and the qualification to be the ant of my other half?"
Lu Ran: "..."
After all, I am still an ant.
No matter how nurous humans are, endless generation after generation, the simple word "ant" can filter out everyone.
The deeper reason is identity.
It’s the insurmountable class.
Lu Ran seed to understand, saying: "Because my mother is Qiao Wanjun?"
In the human clan, Qiao Wanjun was the only one who gods feared, even intimidated.
The only ant in the past forty years of human society to forcibly cross class boundaries.
Thus, Rou Paperman had other designs with this act?
"Unfortunately, you were molded into what it wanted." Rou Paperman murmured, no longer responding to Lu Ran’s culture.
"The form it wanted... you..." Lu Ran’s mind beca confused, so he directly asked, "What is your relationship with Lord Immortal Sheep?"
"Once acquaintances."
"Once?"
Rou Paperman maintained her elegant smile, yet it carried an unusual nuance: "Now, no longer."
"Why?"
"Because of you." Rou Paperman whispered softly, "The Immortal Sheep I knew could not cultivate a disciple capable of devouring Divine Soul and replacing God Demon."
Lu Ran stared dumbfoundedly at her breathtakingly beautiful face.
"All the gods and demons I knew could kill each other, but absolutely did not have the ability to replace one another." Rou Paperman looked at the simple human clan youth in her palm, "Do you understand?"
Lu Ran certainly understood.
Rou Paperman suddenly raised her hand, closed her eyes, and gently lowered her face, her lips softly imprinting upon her palm.
Softly whispered words enveloped the tiny human clan :
"The deity you have always worshiped is not Immortal Sheep at all."
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