The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 968 - 452: The Beginning of the Slaughter (Part 2)

Chapter 968: Chapter 452: The Beginning of the Slaughter (Part 2)

In an instant, a sharp cold light flashed, tearing through their bodies, and blood gushed out.

At the critical moment, Tang Yun finally drew her sword; if she didn’t, she might never have another chance.

Hua An widened his eyes in disbelief, but then a look of realization quickly spread across his face as he murmured, "So that’s it. The Crown Prince alone might not be able to tamper with the Alchemy Matrix. It makes more sense to work from within and without. I didn’t expect that among the Pseudo Ancestors of the Bai Ze Clan, there would still be someone who retained their consciousness."

He felt an inexplicable sense of tension.

Because the betrayal of the other side was clearly related to the President.

Such a great person as the President would have people willing to inherit her will even after her death.

Who knows how many more idealists like that are out there.

If this group of people messed things up and he failed to complete the task on time, his sister would be in danger.

"Calling Jue Jian, requesting support! Repeat, calling Jue Jian, requesting support!"

After notifying the allies, Hua An casually tossed the walkie-talkie aside. Three playing cards slid from between his fingers like magic, shimmering with a sharp gleam and exuding a faint, brilliant golden hue.

He was a Magician who mastered the Candle Light Law, and this was his first battle for the new order.

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Jiang Yanli leisurely sat in the office, sipping a cup of hot coffee.

"The show is about to start."

On the computer screen, the image of a black lace maid had disappeared, replaced by a pale girl in a white dress who appeared fragile, like a ghost recovering from a long illness: "I see, you’ve been impersonating the Think Tank of the Dark World all along, perhaps you’ve always known about our existence."

"Of course, my dear Little Liuli."

Jiang Yanli replied with a smile, "How do you think you’ve survived? I pay attention to those with real potential in the Dark World. It’s just that I didn’t expect you to silently become someone close to the Master."

No.5 said expressionlessly: "You’ve been tailing us all along?"

"Pah, how is that tailing? It makes me sound like a creep."

Jiang Yanli shrugged, "Actually, I returned to the country this time to declare war on Order, isn’t it obvious? If the Bai Ze Clan wants to take us out, how could we continue to fight internally at this time? We’re not fools; of course, we have to unite to fight against a common enemy!"

"Moreover, I have to improve my favorability in front of my chosen successor, right?"

He laughed, "Liuli, how much longer can you hold on?"

Liuli replied coldly: "Over the span of five minutes, Taixu has already launched seventy-six million four hundred twenty thousand attacks against me. My physical state can hold for another fifteen minutes; by then, the control of the Deep Space Network will be taken, and I will no longer be able to protect you. The Heaven’s Punishment Meteor is very likely to fall right over your heads."

Jiang Yanli glanced at his watch, frowning, "Fifteen minutes, huh? Damn it, my foolish brother has ruined your body with countless wounds, yet he has no idea of your value! If I had been at my best then, I might have charged right into his bedroom to kill him so you could run healthily on the football field, kicking his dog’s head like a ball. Even Taixu might not be your opponent."

Had it been an ordinary person, they might really have been deceived by his words.

No.5, although appearing to be just a young girl, had read all the information about the king before her.

He would only be willing to approach you when he deemed you valuable, showing his sincerity and kindness.

Making it seem like he really was some good person.

When he has completely drained the value from you, he’ll show another face.

Then you’ll know what cruelty really means.

In conclusion, it’s better to trust in ghosts than to trust in Xin Chi.

"If there’s not enough time, why are you still leisurely drinking coffee here?"

Liuli coldly questioned, "At most, Ji Ye will arrive at the Deep Space Technology Building in seven minutes."

Jiang Yanli crossed his arms, smirking disdainfully: "What is Ji Ye, nothing more than a mere Pseudo Ancestor. If Qilin successfully completes the Blood Sacrifice, how could Ji Ye possibly be his match?"

He clapped his hands: "Alright, quickly bring up the surveillance footage, I want to watch it live."

On the computer screen, the pale girl in the white dress suddenly vanished, replaced by a silent corridor.

Clad in white robes, the monsters gathered like ghosts on the first floor, swarming toward the safety door.

Crack!

With the sound of flesh tearing, blood splattered, dyeing the camera red.

A shadow moved like a ghost, with arcs of blades flashing chaotically along the way, like lightning crisscrossing in the dark, even slicing through time and space, leaving shocking scars.

In the blood-drenched camera view, a black-haired youth shook the blood off the blade.

Thick blood splattered like ink on the marble floor.

In the eerie silence, the white-robed monsters were torn apart, turning into piles of corpses on the ground.

"Such fast Divine Speed Force, at least twice as fast as I was during the Fifth-order Period."

Jiang Yanli softly praised, moving the mouse to open another area of the camera, where blood flowed like a stream on the marble floor, and a girl with a cat-faced mask flitted through the bodies like an elf, reaping lives.

"Not bad, truly my niece, perfectly inheriting my talents."

He smiled warmly, "Then next..."

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Plop.

Mu Qingyou quickly traversed the safety passage, suddenly seeing a drop of blood falling in front of her.

A sudden realization of danger struck her, she discreetly held her Sword Box and looked up abruptly.

Thick blood spread like ink stains, dripping through the gaps in the stairs, then gushing like a waterfall!

The monstrous beings of the Bai Ze Clan roared towards the sky, bizarre light bursting in their deep blue eyes, they raised their right hands, dark embers gathering in their palms, and Sword Qi surged out.

Unfortunately, in such a confined space, their numerical advantage was entirely useless. Even if they unleashed Sword Qi at any cost, it would only harm their own, unable to effectively deal with the imminent threat.

Boom!

A line of fierce lightning sped through, piercing through the white-robed monsters!

The monstrous beings of the Bai Ze Clan were all pierced through the chest, left with a charred, burnt hole, their organs destroyed in an instant without any chance of reaction.

Mu Qingyou was startled and shocked, for she was all too familiar with the lightning that just flashed by.

That was the All Heavens Divine Thunder!

The electric light roamed and flickered wantonly, like a demon entwined in Thunder speeding forward with ghost-like rapidness.

The Pseudo Ancestors were no match at all, slaughtered like chickens and dogs!

Thump-thump!

That was Mu Qingyou’s heartbeat!

Alongside the roar of Thunder, a shadow in the electric light charged from the corner, its eyes like torches!

Mu Qingyou drew her sword without hesitation, the Iron Sword unleashed a gale-like howl, Sword Qi spouting forth!

In an instant, the howling Sword Qi abruptly halted.

Mu Qingyou’s Iron Sword was stopped mid-air, her right hand holding the sword was seized, emitting a cracking sound!

She couldn’t help but scream in pain, as her right wrist was crushed.

As the second-ranked genius of Omega, she unusually found herself powerless to resist.

Because the enemy was too fast.

Bam!

Mu Qingyou was slammed heavily against the wall, her whole body’s bones emitting cracking sounds on the verge of breaking up, even her organs vibrated and shifted, she spewed a mouthful of blood, seeing clearly the demon before her.

At this moment, her pupils contracted violently, she rasped, "You are..."

Gu Jianlin grasped her throat with his right hand, the intimidating Dragon Horn on his head was shocking, the blood-red vertical pupils flowing with the exotic Mandala, possessing the most enchanting and captivating face in the world, yet cold and unyielding as steel.

Boom!

Mu Qingyou’s breath changed sharply, the brilliant golden light unique to a Heavenly Person lit up in her pupils, attempting to exploit the Candle Light’s suppression of You Ying, forcibly sabotaging the life structure of this boy.

"The President’s Candle Light Law is not meant to be used this way."

Gu Jianlin spoke softly, "You’re far from your junior sister."

Crack.

Mu Qingyou’s slender neck was forcefully snapped.