lcionline Chapter 2487
Chapter 2487
True despair is not the overwhelming power of the White-Haired Divine Cube, but the heavy weight of all the fortune and hope of the entire civilization pressing down on your shoulders.
Your opponent has been caught in a tight net, trapped and surrounded. If you win this battle, the battle for destiny will be over, and you will be completely victorious.
But the most devastating despair is when you exhaust all your resources and try every trick in the book, yet you still can't budge the trapped person even a fraction, let alone kill them.
On the battlefield outside, all ten commanders of the Heartless Holy Land have unleashed their power. Lu Xueqi's Immortal King Dharma Form is unstoppable, with her twin swords radiating purple light. Wherever she goes, the strange army is routed and retreats in disarray.
In a short time, more than ten strange arrays were torn apart, their spiritual light shattered like stardust, and the remains of many strange race members were swept away by sword energy and thrown into the void, their blood staining the sky of the eight regions.
If this situation continues, even if they fight with all their might and exhaust the white-haired god-demon with their combined strength, they will have no chance of winning this battle for the survival of civilization.
Time flew by, and in the void of the Eight Realms, the ten commanders of the Heartless Holy Land echoed each other and joined forces to fight. Sword shadows, immortal light, and demonic flames intertwined to form a terrifying web of slaughter.
The leaders of the bizarre army were in a sorry state, retreating step by step. One by one, the formations were torn apart and devoured. The creatures within the formations wailed and screamed. A deep-seated fear and despair spread wildly among the bizarre army, making it hard for everyone to breathe.
Finally, someone could no longer withstand the overwhelming pressure. Trembling, they turned their head, their gaze fixed on the direction of the Qiongqi killing formation. Their voice was hoarse, filled with dying despair and rage, as they cursed loudly:
"What the hell! The Qiongqi Killing Array, forged by the combined efforts of a million living beings, is only trapping a white-haired demon god, and after all this time, it still can't kill him!"
"He's too strong! My combined formation is about to collapse! Hurry! You useless Qiongqi Formation users, kill him quickly!"
"These nine good-for-nothings have truly caused us immense suffering!! Today, we will all perish here!"
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On the battlefield, once one side shows signs of collapse, it becomes unstoppable like a raging flood, and the first thing to be defeated is always the morale of the army.
With morale completely shattered, even an army of millions is nothing more than fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others, utterly powerless to fight back.
Within the killing formation inside Qiongqi's belly, despair was also spreading—the nine commanders, their eyes bloodshot and their expressions crazed, roared as they gave orders: "Kill! Attack relentlessly! There's no time left, there's really no time left!"
"Damn it! His swordsmanship is flawless, without any weaknesses! Is that protective green lotus a peerless magic treasure or a heaven-reaching spell? Every single divine arrow we fired during our combined formation practice is comparable to the peak combat power of a God-King, tearing through the void and indestructible. How could he possibly withstand them all!"
"Qiongqi's innate flames scorched everything, but were blocked by the layer of blood-red flames covering his body. The two collided and melted away! What is the origin of this white-haired demon god, and why is he so strangely powerful?"
"Stop talking nonsense! Keep attacking relentlessly, kill him at all costs! Otherwise, if we are defeated, we will all be punished by the Holy King, our souls and bodies will be destroyed, and we will never be reincarnated!"
Inside the belly of Qiongqi was a vast and empty, eerie space. Millions of array bases were arranged around it, glowing with a ghostly green light. The nine commanders were shrouded in overwhelming ferocity, and they repeatedly exerted all their strength to mobilize the combined power of the array.
Or it might unleash a barrage of divine arrows, whistling as they tear through the void; or it might manipulate endless golden flames, surging like magma, scorching the space with a hissing sound.
Or they would urge the long iron shuttle to spin and roar, carrying the terrifying power of the Great Dao straight to the center... They used every killing move and means they could think of, without holding back in the slightest.
The white-haired god-demon trapped in the center of the formation remained unmoved, like a towering, insurmountable ancient divine mountain.