On the other side.
Dong Dachui had fewer and fewer artifacts around him.
Most of them had ended up in the stomachs of the Apostles of Life and Death.
However, judging by the number of Apostles, not only had they not decreased, but they had actually increased.
Because the base number had grown larger.
Dong Dachui was barely supporting himself with just the last few artifacts.
In the crowd, an Apostle of Life and Death grinned cruelly.
He knew he was about to devour this stubborn Artifact Refining Master.
Dong Dachui said his ability was adaptation, but he was only half right.
The true strength of the Apostle of Life and Death lies in his ability to extract life energy from what he consus, and use this energy to create more replicas.
No matter how powerful the artifacts of the Artifact Refining Master are, to the Apostle of Life and Death, they’re just delicious food, nothing more.
"Are you ready?"
One of the Apostles of Life and Death opened his mouth and laughed.
"I want to consu you; a Tier Seven Peak Awakened, devouring you will at least restore another ten percent of my strength."
Another Apostle of Life and Death licked his lips greedily and spoke.
"Die!"
"Die!"
"Die already!"
More and more Apostles shouted, their varied voices exploding in Dong Dachui’s ears.
His last few artifacts were seized and gnawed frantically.
Am I going to lose?
Though his heart was filled with reluctance, Dong Dachui knew he had reached the limit of both his artifacts and spiritual power.
The Apostle of Life and Death truly deserved to be the head of the forr Twelve Apostles of the Old Covenant.
Dong Dachui even felt he hadn’t satisfied the Apostle yet.
Just as the Apostle of Life and Death finished his last bite, swallowing Dong Dachui’s Tier Seven Artifact.
Inconspicuously beneath their feet, a pool of dark ink flowed in, encompassing the battlefield within a few breaths.
The next second, darkness flooded over like a tide, subrging everything.
"Fallen Knight!"
In the distant forest, the Apostles of Life and Death present there suddenly turned their gaze toward the battlefield of Buried Sword City.
The sudden eruption of darkness stained everything in sight black.
The smile on his face vanished, replaced by an angry roar.
The Apostle of Life and Death watched as the Path of Corruption appeared, the sound of hooves echoing from the expanded Gate of Darkness.
A tall armored knight riding a warhorse slowly erged from the gate.
"Fallen Knight, why do you intervene at this mont?"
"Naturally, I am doing what I should be doing."
Confronted by the Apostle’s questioning and puzzlent, the Fallen Knight’s eyes behind the mask burned with a faint black fire.
"You cannot kill , swallowing my replicas into darkness is pointless."
Even as the Fallen Knight "refreshed" beside him, the Apostle showed no expression beyond initial anger.
Since entering the City of Extre Evil, countless have tried to kill him through various ans.
The results were that he still lives, while those who attempted to kill him perished.
Even powerful entities like the Anti-Xia Alliance and the chanical Sect could only suppress him within the Ruins Capital of the chanical Sect’s main fortress.
The Apostle of Life and Death in the forest was just one of his many replicas.
His true form had long been hidden away sowhere unknown, or perhaps every replica was the Apostle’s true form.
"As the head of the Old Covenant’s Twelve Apostles, I am well aware of the Apostle’s troubleso abilities. However."
The Fallen Knight suddenly shifted his tone. "Who said I want to kill you?"
His words caused a flash of surprise on the Apostle’s face.
He didn’t intend to kill him, yet suddenly ambushed him on the battlefield and devoured so many replicas.
This move of the Fallen Knight puzzled the Apostle.
At that mont, the Fallen Knight’s empty, ethereal voice arose once more from his helt.
"I am rely curious about one thing."
"When a person’s soul is fragnted into countless pieces, if one piece becos tainted, will it affect the entire soul?"
"For example, like this."
With these final words from the Fallen Knight.
The Apostles consud into darkness suddenly felt black flas ignite deep within their soul consciousness.
Within every Apostle’s mind, a black fla burned.
The flas grew fiercer, burning more and more.
The distant Apostle in the forest was suddenly gripped by disbelief, as if witnessing sothing shocking.
"This, this can’t be! You are—"
This Apostle replica’s words cut off prematurely.
In his eyes, the black flas spread like wildfire driven by the wind.
...
Buried Sword City.
Elder Bing’s Precepts Barrier finally exhausted itself at the last mont, and the shattered barrier dissolved away the light representing the Abnormal Skeleton Spirit Sword.
The cleansed skies were soon filled with strategic cruise ships, quantum-teleported here.
Though the killing power of the Abnormal Skeleton Spirit Sword was strong, the losses for the chanical Sect were still within acceptable bounds.
As long as Buried Sword City was captured, and the Anti-Xia Alliance’s Vice Alliance Leader Han Zhan was caught, all these losses would be worth it.
Watching the scene overhead, Elder Bing kneeled on the ground.
He tightly clutched a ruler in his hand, eyes instinctively drawn towards the distant direction of the stage.
His emaciated fra, life energy and spiritual power drained empty, left him on the brink with one breath remaining.
The chanical Sect’s strategic cruise ships were devoid of sympathy, recharging chanically, and when fully charged, fired at the ground.
"It’s over."
Elder Bing slowly closed his eyes.
Awaiting his impending demise.
But just then, a familiar voice sounded beside him.
"Shennong Cauldron, Creation of Living Beings!"
With Han Zhan’s shout, accompanying the manifestation of Shennong Cauldron, he controlled the cauldron to pour imnse life spiritual power downwards onto Elder Bing.
In an instant.
Elder Bing, his spiritual power depleted, life force gone, managed to draw a breath under the torrent of life spiritual power.
His skin, flesh all regrew.
His life was saved at last.
Having done so, Han Zhan lifted his gaze, casting an unfriendly look at the strategic cruise ships in the virtual-real conversion above.
"chanical Sect, hmm?"
"Did you know, I’ve tolerated you long enough!"
"Don’t you believe your virtual-real technology invincible, without a nesis? Today you’ll learn what the nesis of virtual-real technology is called!"
Han Zhan spoke, suddenly raising his hand, aiming at the sky.
"Nuwa Stone, Heaven’s Origin, disassemble for !"
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