The remaining Dream Tribe Void Gods and those three Void God criminals also followed Huang Yi in attacking the barrier on the ground.
Below the barrier, a glimpse of a starry sky faintly appeared, but through the refraction of nurous cracks, the starry sky seed very distorted, concealing unknown matter.
"Boom boom boom~" Ferocious attacks landed on the barrier, causing it to tremble violently, and the starry sky reflected inside beca even more distorted.
More and more cracks appeared on the barrier, horrifying, like a piece of glass about to shatter.
"Don’t even think about shattering the barrier!" The Spider Queen snorted coldly, waving her eight arms simultaneously, imdiately guiding the entire Bug Net, along with all the elite Insect Race mbers, over to the top of the barrier.
In an instant, all of Huang Yi and the others’ attacks fell on the Bug Net, multicolored rays of attack energy rippling through it.
The Bug Net transford this overwhelming onslaught, spreading it across each Insect Race Void God and the endless Sea of Insects, distributing the damage.
Distributed like this, the damage beca much less, with only a large number of Insect Race mbers in the Sea of Insects dying, while the Insect Race Void Gods remained unhard.
The Insect Race’s defensive circle was impregnable; Huang Yi and the others could neither break it nor attack the barrier below.
"God of Slaughter, give up! No matter what you do, you can’t save The Second World. This battle can only drag on until The Second World is fully refined," the Butterfly Queen laughed loudly.
Huang Yi turned his head towards the distant Second World, his face tense.
Indeed, The Second World was at its limits. So many asures had been neutralized by the enemies, and now even the Dream Tribe’s reinforcents were stalled, but he still couldn’t give up!
No matter how great the challenge or desperate the situation, one must persist until the last mont!
...
In the blink of an eye, two days passed.
The Second World had shrunk by another circle due to the refinent, and less than one in a hundred of the remaining life forms survived. 99% of all flora and fauna had already perished, leaving only so particularly strong species barely hanging on.
The online rate of players hit a new low; even intervention couldn’t keep them online for more than a few seconds before they were refined to death.
Those who managed to stay online were the elites among elites; they had almost all gathered at the gap created by the dean during his Divine Enthronent, attacking the King of Hell’s black cloak with all their might, yet they couldn’t break it even after days of assault.
It’s unknown how much strength the King of Hell borrowed from his true body to suppress this gap, but there were no signs of depletion. No one knew just how vast his true body’s power was.
At this mont, only a few hours remained before the outbreak of the Death Plague. The entire world was engulfed in despair, with forums and television pessimistically counting down.
"Dear viewers, based on the latest estimations, The Second World has already been refined by 30%! In a few days, it will reach the Bastu Critical Point! The so-called Bastu Critical Point, proposed by Bastu, the chief astronor of the Oskan Royal Academy during the Near Ancient Period, ans that when a planet loses 37.45% of its mass, it enters an irreversible collapse. Even if external destructive forces are withdrawn, the planet will self-destruct, collapsing inward. All nature’s spiritual energy will escape into outer space, the planet’s mass will no longer hold it in its original orbit, causing severe deviations, resulting in significant changes in global temperature, making it unsuitable for life... Once the Bastu Critical Point is reached, the end of The Second World will officially arrive, and no ans can save it!"
"In recent days, various turning points appeared in The Second World, but now all hope is lost. The ti-reversal power of Georgia was cut off by the Demon Clan’s Sagittarius Constellation; the God of Slaughter’s avatar’s efforts on the Moon also failed... After the God of Slaughter’s true body was killed by the Spirit Demon, he hasn’t returned yet... Hope for The Second World is gone! Now only two hours remain before the outbreak of the Death Plague, and once all players worldwide are poisoned to death, The Second World’s resistance will weaken further, allowing the Demon Clan’s refinent process to proceed more smoothly, the Bastu Critical Point to arrive faster..."
At this ti, several reporters were near the gap high in the sky, simultaneously attacking the King of Hell’s black cloak alongside Dao Feng and other elites while reporting.
These were almost the only reporters worldwide with the strength to log in, with nearly all players watching their live broadcast, waiting for the mont the Death Plague would erupt.
Everyone had tried their best, but they were ultimately defeated by ti. If the outbreak ti of the Death Plague were extended by a few days, then Dao Feng and the others could await the descent of the gods from Heaven Realm’s mighty powers, thus breaking through the King of Hell’s black cloak, or even shattering the Moon Clan’s Shuang Sha’s Lunar Prison.
"Boom~" At this mont, a loud noise suddenly ca from below the Central Continent, a shock felt even from a hundred thousand kiloters high in the sky.
Everyone looked down, only to see the northwest corner of the Central Continent suddenly turned into chaos, the sky in that area shrouded in infinite dust.
"Mount Kashta has collapsed! Viewers, Mount Kashta couldn’t withstand the refining power and has just collapsed!" a reporter gravely reported, "Mount Kashta was originally the eighteenth highest peak in the world, but recently all the higher peaks were crushed by the refining power. Mount Kashta beca the new highest peak in the world yesterday at 3 PM, but now, even Mount Kashta has collapsed. Next, the Divine Blood Peak on the Fallen God Continent becos the world’s highest peak, but this is only temporary; we don’t know how long Divine Blood Peak can hold..."
"Is there really no hope for The Second World?!" At this mont, Dao Feng raised his War Blade, glaring angrily at the gap suppressed by the King of Hell, his hair and cloak wildly billowing in the wind, "I don’t want to die so humiliatingly in The Second World. Even if I have to explode, I will punch a gap!"
With that, his entire body erupted in a blinding golden light, surging with energy like the burning sun, illuminating a section of the sky, rapidly heading towards that gap!
"The Sword Emperor is going to self-destruct!"
"He’s making one last attack at the cost of death!"
"There’s no other way! In two hours, the Death Plague will kill us all, so we might as well go out with a bang as a Last Stand!"
Everyone watched Dao Feng’s teor-like body, his entire being afla in golden fire, his fearless and determined posture to fight to the death, and they were all shaken!
Even Dao Feng was starting to go all out!
At this critical juncture, they could only use desperate asures to unleash their strongest attack!
Either way, they were dood, so they might as well die honorably in battle!
"Brothers! There’s no other way. Let’s all charge and self-destruct!" Thunder God shouted, his body also bursting with dazzling brilliance, rushing towards that gap.
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