LWGP - Chapter 205
Chapter 205: Icebound
However, Wang Jiu was in Butterfly Valley killing his adoptive father at that time. He could be certain of that.
Unless the other party had a doppelgänger, and that doppelgänger could even evade his prophecy. But that would make them far, far stronger than himself, making it impossible for them to have let him take the six-star point resource.
By that logic, Wang Jiu could be ruled out for now.
As a great prophet, this feeling of not being in control was terrible.
It was just like the stifling frustration Wang Jiu and her group felt from being plotted against by him… Was this retribution?
"Lend me your prophecy tools," Ming Shu said bluntly, but the two groups before him hesitated.
"You can apply to your superiors, but I'll remind you, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The six-star point resource is still on me, and the distribution contract only takes effect after this war. If you prove to be of no use, I can completely violate the contract guaranteed by the System. Don't waste my time."
The meek and pitiful boy who had been so submissive in front of his adoptive father revealed his true colors. Possessing incredibly powerful prophetic abilities, Ming Shu struck hard against these two groups, acting with extreme forcefulness.
Soon, both groups produced a top-tier, purple-gold prophetic support item.
With the two items in hand, Ming Shu began his prophecy.
Soon, he entered the deep underground. Amidst the great explosion, he saw the spirit vein loosen, and then he also saw the stealthy ninja who had infiltrated in time after the spirit vein loosened. And then… the ninja being brutally slaughtered and devoured by a black shadow.
That powerful, terrifying Black Witch demonic qi.
A Black Witch, a Great Demon King!!
He just didn't know which Great Demon King it was.
In any case, it was utterly terrifying.
The Demon King turned its face, and its dark, grim pupils seemed to pierce through space, directly into Ming Shu's eyes.
Swoosh!
Horrified, Ming Shu promptly severed the prophecy and said in a low, stern voice, "Leave this place immediately, he's discovered me!"
Who? The two groups asked in surprise.
"A Great Demon King," Ming Shu said as he began to activate a teleportation array.
"The one who took the spirit vein? Isn't his arrival perfect? We can kill him and take back the spirit vein."
Ming Shu's hands moved swiftly as he prepared to escape, his expression toward the two groups indescribable.
"Don't use your own little backyards to measure the power of the great Central Plains. A single Sichuan allied force is already this massive, forcing your two countries to send so many people to infiltrate. Not to mention the Black Witch Organization, which gives the entire central government a headache."
"If a Great Demon King comes, we will surely die!"
Although he wasn't a good person and didn't care about national interests, Ming Shu still held infinite contempt for these two allies.
He wondered if the true elites of Japan and Korea had been sent off on other matters.
They hadn't even checked the intelligence before coming. Didn't they know that the Great Demon King was a killing machine that made the entire world turn pale even before the apocalypse?
Truly pig-like teammates!
Though they were being scolded, the pig-like teammates were still afraid of death, so they fled along with Ming Shu.
Not long after they left, a Great Demon King appeared.
The demonic qi wafting from his body caused any plants it touched to wither instantly, as if it were a potent poison.
He was silent and soundless. After scanning the surroundings, he quickly vanished without a trace.
At this moment, in the Bashu Grand Territory in Chengdu, Sichuan, Wang Jiu and Liu Wuren no longer had the luxury of discussing third or fourth parties. The thunder had passed, and the torrential rain had finally begun to fall.
Fist-sized raindrops crackled as they fell mercilessly from the vast sky, striking the earth and the top-tier barrier that had been activated over the Bashu Territory.
Not just high-grade, but top-tier, a level higher than Gobi's barrier. They were indeed wealthy and extravagant.
Wang Jiu, assigned to guard the southern wall alongside Kowloon Tong, glanced at the barrier being battered by the rain. She then looked toward the trembling ground under the dark, heavy clouds in the distance. She rubbed the bridge of her nose, somewhat silent.
While she was silent, Min Xiangwang next to her was speaking earnestly, giving a thousand warnings and ten thousand instructions, delivering all sorts of battle declarations with great pomp.
The morale of the Hong Kong team was roused, but they couldn't help but feel that something was strange. The Gobi Territory next to them was so quiet and solemn it felt like a memorial hall for a family funeral.
Perhaps the stylistic contrast was too stark. The people from Hong Kong felt a bit uncomfortable, as if they were from a military-style cram school while the Gobi group was from a liberal, aristocratic academy.
Luo Sheng, in particular, kept glancing over at Wang Jiu.
"Luo Sheng, have you been listening carefully?"
Luo Sheng turned back and said elegantly to Min Xiangwang, the family friend who had watched her grow up, "Uncle, I've placed a recording doll. Don't worry. If anyone wasn't listening carefully, I'll play it on a loop for them."
Pfft!
Wang Peng couldn't hold back a laugh, and Xiao Qing also smiled.
Min Xiangwang was very displeased. The last thing he wanted was to be grouped with Gobi.
This Wang Jiu didn't seem like a proper leader at all.
Perhaps sensing Min Xiangwang's complaining gaze, Wang Jiu looked back at the man in his forties or fifties. "Should I request to swap with the people from the White Horse Club?"
He quickly glanced at the other side, where the Shanghai Old Lady was teamed up with Ning Kungui but still seizing every opportunity to try and socialize. That old lady had too much energy, as if she had eight little motors installed in her.
Min Xiangwang: "…"
That won't be necessary. Actually, you're quite good.
The two great lords reached a "tacit understanding" in minutes. The elites from the various subordinate territories collectively breathed a sigh of relief, but that breath was quickly caught in their throats again.
Because the ground was trembling, and the frequency of the tremors was increasing, like a real earthquake.
Amidst the earthquake, the ground seemed to be tearing apart.
"What is that?"
"They're here!"
Everyone's attention was drawn to a tear in the ground a thousand meters ahead. It was spreading horizontally, its length continuously expanding.
"It's like this on our side, what about the other three sides?"
"The same, they have similar fissure lines over there. Damn it, they're going to connect!"
Currently, the architectural layout of most territories was square, following the template of orthodox walled cities. And now, four fissure trenches had violently ripped open in the ground a thousand meters from the four walls, their seams connecting to form a perfectly square rift valley.
It had completely surrounded the entire Bashu Grand Territory.
The moment they completed their four-sided formation, the deafening sound of tearing abruptly stopped. An eerie silence fell amidst the downpour, but everyone felt a terrifying, heart-palpitating sensation.
Liu Wuren seemed to have realized something and exclaimed, "Oh no, they're going to sever the spirit vein."
The spirit vein? Wasn't the spirit vein beneath the Bashu Grand Territory?
Everyone was stunned for a moment, then several of the great lords reacted.
Cai Market channel.
Qingcheng Sword Cultivator: "No wonder that Lin Yong never showed up. They said he was out scouting the Undead, but could his scouting be better than that diplomat goddess? He was probably sent out to guard Chengdu's spirit vein."
"To put it bluntly, Liu Wuren didn't trust all the great lords. But that was the right call."
Not trusting was correct. If he had, it would have made him look naive.
"But his caution was clearly anticipated and exploited. Look."
Just as Xie Jiang said this, Liu Wuren had already decisively gathered his forces, including three great lords.
Cai Wujun, Wang Jiu, and Song Yin.
But before these three great lords could lead their troops out, a terrifying sound erupted from all directions.
It was ice-blue gas, howling out from beneath the rift valley. It shot up like pillars to the heavens. Three pillars of ice-blue gas were distributed along the rift parallel to each city wall. They erupted from the chasm in the earth, soaring into the sky, reaching a height of a thousand meters, sealing the air. They dispersed, and due to the bone-chillingly terrifying cold, they condensed into frost. Yes, they were solidifying, rapidly forming into walls at a frightening speed, madly sealing off the entire Bashu Grand Territory in a cube.
Including the ground, including the sky.
"Heavens, are they trying to seal us all to death in a frost prison? They're cutting off our connection to the spirit vein and preventing us from reinforcing it… In that case, the spirit vein must be under attack! Once the spirit vein is destroyed, we'll lose the spirit power recovery effect. We'll only be able to burn through our resources and hold out until the end…"
And the endurance of the Undead was obvious—the name itself, Undead, said it all.
They were doomed to fail!
Lin Xiaoniang laid out the situation clearly, and everyone instantly grew tense.
"Icebound? Could the Undead from the frigid lands be involved?"
"It's unknown. They might have evolved."
Swoosh! Seeing that this place was about to be sealed, Wang Jiu stepped onto her flying device and shot upwards. On another side, Cai Wujun also spread his metal wings and flew into the air, while Song Yin's flight technique was a secret spirit energy method. All three locked onto the gaps in the sealing barrier on their respective sides.
Handpicked by Liu Wuren, they were racing against the speed of the spreading frost.
It seemed possible. By visual judgment, they were all approaching the three gaps, and were about to…
Bang! A large swarm of flying Undead soldiers shot out from the rift valley below.
Oh boy. White Bone Bodies, with bone wings growing from their ribs. Not a single feather on them, yet they managed to fly, and quite fast at that.
"What the fuck, they're flying? That's not scientific, those bone wings are full of holes!"
Wang Peng insisted on analyzing the scientific feasibility of the flying Undead from the perspective of a rookie pilot, only to be shoved aside in disgust by Xiao Li. "She's in danger right now, stop messing around."
She was indeed in great danger. After the dense flock of winged bone creatures flew out, they flapped their wings, unleashing a sweeping barrage of wind element skills. The blades, sharp as knives, looked like a waterfall of wind blades cutting upwards from the city walls of the Bashu Territory. It shot up from below, chasing and covering Wang Jiu and the other two.
It was too dense, too powerful. Cai Wujun turned sideways, his back to the gap, maintaining his flight path. But his front was facing the wind blades rocketing up from below. With a spread of his metal wings and an expenditure of three thousand spirit power, metal feather blades shot downwards, descending in a massive shower.
Clang, clang, clang!
It was a clash of titans, wind blades against metal feathers. The sharp piercing, the impact of the collision, ultimately created a shower of sparks that made one's skin crawl.
Then, Cai Wujun's body gracefully shot through the gap.
Qingcheng Sword Cultivator: "Yay, Boss is still the coolest!"
Lin Xiaoniang: "Darling Xie, allow me to switch my affections for a moment."
Xie Jiang: "Get lost!"
Though Xie Jiang cursed, he was paying attention to the movements on the other two sides. He suddenly saw Song Yin form a seal in mid-air. Floating lights appeared around him, and his body split into a phantom that took the brunt of the wind blade assault from below. His true self, however, transformed into a ray of spirit energy and shot out of the gap like a beam of light.
A top-tier skill, without a doubt.
So powerful. Liu Wuren's choices were precise.
He just didn't know about Wang Jiu…
From their side, they couldn't see what was happening with Wang Jiu, but they heard a collective gasp from a group of people.
What were they gasping about?
He didn't know. Just now, on the northern side, in the instant the dense wind blades surged upwards, Wang Jiu had slashed down with her blade. A blade light over ten meters long directly cleaved through the dense cluster of wind blades, forcibly carving out a path straight to the opening outside. She charged out and vanished in the blink of an eye.
In the group chat, seeing the footage someone had risked their life to record at such a dangerous moment, Lin Xiaoniang couldn't help but post, "Boss Cai, allow me to temporarily switch my affections once again."
Wang Shu: "It's useless even if you switch. My Master doesn't like to socialize and doesn't have many friends. Don't bring her into this."
Shanghai Old Lady: "Little friend, this is when you need to have a good chat with us at the White Horse Club, to broaden your Master's social circle."
Liu Wuren: "…"
As expected, these three territories had the most heretics.
He never should have designated these few as major territories in the first place. It would have been better to look for some in the northeast.
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