Chapter 198: Chapter 198: I Even Brought Out the Holy Artifact of Our Blood Race

"Isn’t that the Kappa from the White-Red Empire’s legends? He looks exactly as described in the stories—truly disgusting and ugly, and with that bald spot on his head."

"You bastard, how dare you insult a Deity of our White-Red Empire."

"You call *that* a Deity of your White-Red Empire? Your Empire is truly pathetic."

"So the Lighthouse Empire really is involved. Those people in suits must be members of the legendary Vampire Clans. They’ve really put on a grand show for Chu He today."

"The White Elephant Empire also put on a big show last time. A whole group of Divine Children, plus Vishnu, one of their three great gods, and they still ended up fleeing from Chu He with their tails between their legs."

"The White Elephant Empire is just a bunch of brainless weirdos. Do you think the Lighthouse Empire will be that simple?"

The hype in the live stream chat continued to climb.

An alliance between the Lighthouse Empire and the White-Red Empire was an extremely rare sight on the world stage.

And all of this was just to confront Chu He.

Chu He had broken into the White-Red Empire’s territory all by himself,

and thrown the entire Xinwudao City into chaos. This undoubtedly placed him in direct opposition to the White-Red Empire,

creating a situation where only one side could survive.

Could Chu He really fight so many enemies alone?

Moreover, this was only the power they were showing on the surface.

Who knew what other tricks the Lighthouse and White-Red Empires had up their sleeves?

Some were deeply worried about Chu He, while others couldn’t wait for him to be dealt with. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

"Hello to our global audience. I am Yoshitsune, a Deity of the White-Red Empire."

The ridiculously handsome young man waved at the strange recording devices that surrounded them from all directions.

He had messy hair, horns on his head, and crimson skin. He wore a large-checked woven garment and a red hakama-like skirt.

And yet, he exuded a handsomeness that would be difficult to capture even in a manga.

"A Deity from the White-Red Empire is actually that good-looking?"

"I suggest you take a look at that Kappa before you say that."

"Okay, I take it back."

It had to be said, this Yoshitsune’s looks won an approval rating of over eighty percent from netizens worldwide who thought he was handsome.

"Mr. Chu. We’ve gone to a great deal of trouble for you this time."

Yoshitsune withdrew his gaze and looked at Chu He with a smile.

"You call this going to great trouble? Then the White-Red and Lighthouse Empires are truly pathetic."

Chu He mocked him without mercy.

"I hope your mouth is still as sharp later on."

Yoshitsune wasn’t the least bit angry.

He was a Deity of the White-Red Empire; why would he get angry at a mere mortal?

So what if Chu He was strong?

Even if the outside world hailed him as the strongest person on Blue Star, he was still just a mortal in the end.

"Chu He, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Brooks, and I am a Prince of the Riemoer Clan."

"Yoshitsune was right about one thing. We have indeed gone all out for you this time."

"I’ve even brought out our Blood Race’s Holy Artifact."

The elegant, middle-aged man in the tuxedo took out a Bone Zither from his coat.

Then, a wavering, ice-cold aura rippled silently through the surroundings.

Even Yoshitsune and the Kappa, who was submerged in the cold river water, couldn’t help but stare.

Because from this Bone Zither, even the two of them felt a soul-deep threat.

Brooks let go, and the Bone Zither floated quietly in front of him.

Brooks’s movements seemed unusually resolute and mysterious.

He slowly drew a finely carved dining knife with a cold glint from his sleeve.

Its hilt was inlaid with an unknown gemstone.

He stared at the elegant yet menacing knife without the slightest hesitation.

In an almost ritualistic manner, he aimed the tip at the center of his thick palm.

With a nearly inaudible sigh, the knife mercilessly pierced his skin, and blood instantly gushed out,

flowing slowly like a small stream along the lines of his palm.

Brooks’s expression didn’t waver in the slightest.

He quickly pulled the knife out, clenched his fists, and let the crimson blood drip through his fingers,

eventually gathering into a trickle, flowing slowly into the ancient Bone Zither before him.

The moment it came into contact with Brooks’s blood, the seemingly ordinary Bone Zither seemed to awaken from a deep slumber.

It began to tremble slightly, emitting a low, eerie CREAK...

The sound was like an old wooden door creaking in a sinister wind, or like a great beast stirring from its slumber in an ancient tomb.

Immediately after, a melodic yet horrifying tune rang out from the zither.

The melody was laced with ancient calls and profound sorrow,

as if countless Demons were whispering and chanting in the darkness, singing an indescribable hymn from Hell.

An ineffable sense of fear and unease filled the air,

causing everyone present to tremble involuntarily.

Even more shockingly, as the zither’s song continued,

the Bone Zither, which had been stationary, began to undergo a startling transformation.

Its wooden shell gradually blurred and then completely dissipated,

replaced by a suit of armor made of pure white bone, shimmering with a ghastly light.

This Bone Armor seemed to have a life of its own, slowly coalescing around Brooks.

It finally merged with his body in an unbelievable way, covering every inch of his skin to form a perfect layer of protection.

The bone armor not only fit his body’s curves perfectly,

but also displayed a strange vitality with his movements, constantly squirming and adjusting to protect him in its optimal state.

Every bone in the armor radiated a faint fluorescent glow, as if responding to Brooks’s will,

weaving a protective net that sealed off all potential threats.

At this moment, Brooks was like an emissary returned from Hell, exuding an aura that made hearts pound.

Just then, a path of lotus flowers unfurled from the clouds, accompanied by the singing of birds and the fragrance of blossoms.

Then, a figure was seen walking barefoot down the heavenly path of lotuses, descending slowly.

"Isn’t that Vishnu, one of the three great gods of the White Elephant Country? What’s he doing here too?"

"It looks like the White-Red Empire seized the opportunity to turn the tables and bury Chu He in Xinwudao City for good."

"Weren’t both of Vishnu’s arms cut off? They look perfectly fine now."

"This is the power of a Deity from our White Elephant Empire. It’s not something you mortals can comprehend."

"Look at the difference between the Deities of the White-Red Empire and our White Elephant Empire."

"I don’t think the White-Red Empire’s are Deities at all. They’re probably just some Evil Spirits that crawled out of a gutter and gained intelligence."

The people in the live stream chat erupted once more.

This time, the forces the White-Red Empire had assembled against Chu He were truly immense.

Not only had a Prince from the Lighthouse Empire personally entered the fray,

but even Vishnu, who had fought Chu He before, had returned, restored to his Perfect State to stage a comeback.

Chu He also noticed that Vishnu’s aura had become much deeper than before.

In other words, during the time he was gone, the guy’s power had reached a new level.

Facing the ultimate lineup the White-Red Empire had hastily assembled, Chu He remained perfectly calm.

He was as nonchalant as if he were just a tourist visiting the White-Red Empire’s Xinwudao City,

not someone about to face a life-or-death battle.

In the White-Red Empire’s command headquarters,

the person in charge slammed his hand on the table and said excitedly, "With such a powerful lineup, dealing with Chu He shouldn’t be a problem, right?"

If they could eliminate Chu He, this director would have some justification to offer the public.

After all, when they had directly used a strange weapon to "cleanse" Xinwudao City,

it had caused a large number of civilians and Martial Artists to die there.

And their deaths had been incredibly strange and gruesome.

This scene had been clearly captured by the live broadcast teams sent by many Empires and was immediately shown on major streaming platforms around the world.

「Great Xia Empire.」

"Chu He is being far too arrogant. The White-Red Empire’s delayed reaction was because they were gathering reinforcements. I’m afraid it will be very difficult for Chu He to escape this predicament."

A minister sighed in the conference room.

"It’s fine. Have faith in Chu He."

Lu Yinxing sat at the head of the table, her expression just as calm as Chu He’s.

But her fair, small hands were unconsciously clasped together, her palms faintly slick with sweat.