Chapter 1085: Chapter 129: There Is No Path to Immortality in This World (91) — Already a Dead Dog
When Long Xiruo struggled to stand up, a cross stake suddenly emerged on the metal bridge surface.
The cross stake had a huge suction force, and her body was instantly drawn to it.
Not only that, including Su Zijun, all who were on the metal bridgehead were trapped by such cross stakes at this moment… as if they were prisoners waiting for execution.
Long Xiruo struggled forcefully a few times, but to no avail.
Below, the gigantic sphere slowly ascended, returning to its original position.
As for Count Dekreya, he stood on the sphere, observing everything.
Finally, the gigantic sphere returned to its original position, and the metal pillar that had shifted also returned to its original position and restarted.
Count Dekreya held the light sphere known as the Book of Araiye, with a barely discernible smile on his face—his left hand, a white bone palm, looked exceptionally eerie.
“Very soon.”
Count Dekreya chuckled, “Soon, everything in this 003 main world will serve me.”
Below the metal bridge, Long Xiruo and others looked at Count Dekreya at this moment with slight panic, sincerely feeling a sense of fear.
“You… what exactly do you want to do!”
“Dragon breed!”
Count Dekreya laughed eerily, “It’s no harm in telling you… you all will bee witnesses! Witness me being great! This thing, called the Book of Araiye…”
Count Dekreya extended the light sphere he was holding, “Of course, it may have many different names in this main world… in your area, it might be called ‘Heavenly Dao,’ in other places, it might be referred to as ‘Dead Sea Manuscript’… As for us, we’re more accustomed to calling it the Book of Araiye.”
“Heavenly Dao?” Su Zijun sneered at this moment, though their current situation wasn’t the best, “You claim to have ‘Heavenly Dao’ in your grasp? Aren’t you Shi Zhile!”
Count Dekreya remained indifferent and said calmly, “Of course, it’s naturally not the true ‘Heavenly Dao’… but here, it is no different from Heavenly Dao, in fact, it is the Heavenly Dao of your world—you just need to know that now the Book of Araiye No. 003 is in my grasp, the history of this main world can be rewritten by me at will.”
Long Xiruo was suddenly startled, as if she thought of something, and her expression dramatically changed.
As for Su Zijun at this moment, he said in amazement, “Rewrite history? Does rewriting history require such a big gesture?”
Throughout history, Su Zijun has indeed seen too much of rewriting history—every change of dynasty has involved this part of the operation—or in other words, history has always been written by victors.
Count Dekreya looked at Su Zijun with pity at this moment and smiled, “What I mean by rewriting history is fundamentally different from the kind of artificial cover-up and distortion you know—here, history, whether fictional or distorted, will bee real through the Book of Araiye—I can instantly bee the one and only God that the entire world has worshipped for countless years! Everyone will fanatically believe in me, willingly offering everything to me—because from the moment of their birth, their consciousness will be deeply influenced by the established world view! Everyone, from the moment of birth, will be aware of my existence, always ‘accepting’ the education of reverence and belief in me!”
“Everyone?” Su Zijun listened and sneered disdainfully… this world, the population of over seven billion?
“You will soon understand.” Count Dekreya shook his head, “I am a fundamentally different existence from you, even if among you there are those who have mastered higher power techniques, however… the gap in civilization is the gap in civilization.”
Speaking, ignoring those on the metal bridge, Count Dekreya’s body began to slowly sink into the gigantic sphere.
“Tch! This pervert!” Su Zijun struggled forcefully a few times, but… to no avail.
“What this guy said might be true…” unexpectedly, Long Xiruo’s voice trembled at this moment, “There seems to be such a thing in my inheritance memory…”
Su Zijun turned abruptly, staring with absolute astonishment and then asked in confusion, “You… who are you?”
Long Xiruo: …
…
Inside the gigantic sphere, Count Dekreya still had a joyful smile on his face.
How could he not be pleased? The plan he had schemed for so many years was close to fruition!
He placed the Book of Araiye onto a cylinder within the sphere and murmured, “Though the Book of Araiye has been inplete since obtaining it, using it to modify the history of the near-modern era shouldn’t be too problematic…”
Speaking, Count Dekreya pressed his palm onto another cylindrical column, whispering, “Host registration, change the highest authority holder, to be me now!”
At this moment, the upper and lower metal giant pillars spun crazily, acpanied by the constant flashing of colorful light within the sphere, causing Count Dekreya’s smile to deepen.
“Very soon… after modifying history, this world will call forth the origin for me… the entire world will bee my object of sacrifice!”
Count Dekreya closed his eyes at this moment, constantly feeling the power he dreamed of, as if it was close by, and couldn’t help but chuckle again.
However!
Count Dekreya’s smile abruptly ceased—the expression on his face instantly turned painful.
His body was starting to vaporize, seemingly about to disperse at any moment… he transformed between the solid and the gaseous state as black vapor, causing Count Dekreya to scream miserably and fall down.
“What’s going on…”
Count Dekreya looked at his body in horror… watched the white bone palm fused into his body, trembling uncontrollably.
“Damn… it’s the origin’s backlash!! Damn it… indeed this body’s heteromorphic origin holding rate, supporting a single palm, was the limit… Tai Yinzi!! You worthless fool!! How can I pletely devour Cicero and receive all his origin power with just a tiny bit of heteromorphic origin? Damn it!!!”
At this moment, Count Dekreya propped himself up with the cylindrical column, struggling to get back on his feet, “No… I need more heteromorphic origin, more heteromorphic origin! Otherwise, it’s absolutely not enough to activate the Book of Araiye…”
Inside the sphere, at this moment, there were countless blue screens floating madly—finally, a hint of joy flashed in Count Dekreya’s eyes!
“Found it! Heteromorphic origin holding rate of seventy-nine point sixty-four percent… excellent!”
Count Dekreya quickly shielded the remaining screens, looking at the image on the only screen flying in front of him—that was a young man with a scarf, holding a longsword, breaking through layers of metal walls.
“This is… the Black soul envoy who should plete the contract! Damn!! What a mistake…” Count Dekreya gritted his teeth at this moment, “But, never mind!”
Only the snickering laughter of Count Dekreya could be heard, enduring the backlash, suffering the pain brought by a body that became extremely fragile between collapse and stability, he fiercely slapped the cylindrical column with his palm!
“Modify the attack target, prioritize selection…”
…
Meanwhile, far away in the Myriad Elements Pool, the printing progress of the Valkyrie-class Special bat Type Gaia reached 99.9%, instantly jumped to 100%!
In the colorful Myriad Elements Pool, elements boiled madly—instantly, almost pletely evaporating, the water level of the Myriad Elements Pool rapidly fell—almost reaching the bottom of the pool!
And at the center, a Valkyrie-class Gaia over seven meters tall, like a giant, slowly opened its eyes.
[Accepting… orders]
It stepped out of the Myriad Elements Pool, directly smashing through the printing table, then stepped on the bat-type Gaia that was initially awakened, directly crushing it!
[La——!]
The Special bat Type Valkyrie-class Gaia opened its lips at this moment, letting out a sound akin to a recitative, high-pitched and with penetrating power!
[La——!]
The Valkyrie-class soared into flight, breaking through the immense space where the Myriad Elements Pool was located!
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…
Not only was the Black Soul’s body stolen, but he transformed into a useless wretch, acpanied by two Great Demon Heads. How could he endure this? This is urgent, waiting online… impossible, of course!
However, the young Taoist named Jiang Zuo carried him all the way, offering Tai Yinzi a sliver of fort amid misfortune.
Yet Tai Yinzi stubbornly resisted, pretending to be oblivious throughout the journey, silently observing the actions of Gong Fanxing and Gongsun Wuwo, the two Great Demon Heads.
His master once visited the Penglai Treasury, leaving behind the Green Lotus Sword Song and then vanished, while Gong Fanxing and Gongsun Wuwo mysteriously appeared… What truly happened back then?
Confounded, Tai Yinzi suddenly felt a tickle in his nose, like someone cursing him as trash from behind… Hmm!
“It’s right here, the area that has been blocked and cannot be checked.” Gong Fanxing halted his steps.
This metal corridor differed slightly from the ones encountered before—this huge metal door ahead was distinctly different.
Its surroundings were adorned with intricate patterns, and a large, plex design was etched at the door’s center… akin to some kind of emblem.
Majestic and solemn, it induced a momentary distraction among all who saw it!
“So many places, yet only this door bears such an emblem, indicating there’s something remarkable behind it.” Gongsun Wuwo was the first to snap out of his daze, astonished, and immediately attempted to push the giant door!
“Still quite heavy…” However, Gongsun Wuwo quickly furrowed his brow, unable to budge the metal door despite his forceful push!
Gongsun Wuwo took a deep breath, his chest swelling instantly, then punched the metal door—only to see the door absorb the attack pletely as a stream of light flashed across it!
The metal door remained unmoved.
Unyielding, Gongsun Wuwo stepped back two paces, closing his eyes—ten seconds later, he launched another punch!
The punch was terrifyingly powerful, its sheer wind whipping through the corridor!
Jiang Zuo nearly lost his balance… secretly alarmed!
But more startling was the realization that such a terrifying punch had no effect on the metal door.
Gongsun Wuwo glanced at Gong Fanxing and shook his head, saying, “Eighty percent power.”
“Given the door’s solidity, there must be a treasure behind it.” Gong Fanxing reached out to touch the door, “It seems to be here… Wuwo, let’s strike with full force, once more!”
“Alright!” Gongsun Wuwo nodded without hesitation.
But suddenly, both Gongsun Wuwo and Gong Fanxing’s expressions mildly changed—they leaped swiftly aside!
The sturdy metal floor beneath them abruptly revealed several straight cracks—a whole section of the metal floor sank down!
Then, a figure burst forth from the floor’s gap!
Gongsun Wuwo and Gong Fanxing unleashed their moves instantly, one swinging a fist, the other flipping a palm, striking heavily at the figure emerging from the gap!
Boom—!!!
Gongsun Wuwo’s fist and Gong Fanxing’s palm landed simultaneously on the perceived body—specifically, Gongsun Wuwo’s fist hit the chest, while Gong Fanxing’s palm struck the back!
Jiang Zuo widened his eyes, watching in amazement as the figure that emerged was a young man who looked even younger than him, with a plain gray scarf… after taking both blows from Gongsun Wuwo and Gong Fanxing, the young man’s face slightly flushed.
“Damn!! It hurts!” The young man inhaled sharply, his body trembled!
Gongsun Wuwo and Gong Fanxing were immediately shaken back, gazing astonished at the mysterious youth—though the attacks weren’t their full strength, just exploratory, this youth could endure them and push them back!
How deep could his power be!
Only Taibai back in the day could achieve this…
“Who are you!”
Gongsun Wuwo’s voice was steady, his gaze and presence pletely focused on the youth—as his presence locked onto the youth, it felt like falling into an abyss, his brow instinctively twitched sharply!
The young man touched his chest, slowly exhaling before glancing around, then at the youth holding a metal dog. “You must be Jiang Zuo, right?”
“I… me?” Jiang Zuo was suddenly startled, gulping, not understanding his connection with this powerful young man who endured blows from two Great Demon Heads. Instinctively, treating everyone as seniors, “Senior… you know me?”
In this place, calling everyone senior seemed appropriate!
“I don’t know you, but Lord Baijie does.” The youth… Da Zhe stated directly, “Look, they’re ing up now!”
Saying that, Da Zhe stepped aside as two more figures burst through the gap—it was indeed Daoist Bai Jie and Huang Baifu!
If True Person Huanyang’s team was the survivor group, then Da Zhe’s certainly was the rescue team!
Indeed, it was Daoist Bai Jie without a doubt!
Jiang Zuo was incredibly excited to see the head of the Shenzhou Dao Realm—Daoist Bai Jie was the only familiar, reliable senior he had encountered recently!
“President!! Jiang Zuo, Jiang Zuo finally sees you!” Jiang Zuo’s voice almost choked with emotion.
Daoist Bai Jie observed Jiang Zuo’s intact form, feeling relieved, “Such a fortunate child… It’s alright, no worries. I’ll soon get you out of here!”
“Wonderful!!” Jiang Zuo was so excited he promptly threw the metal dog he was holding onto the ground.
This place is too dangerous!
Jiang Zuo couldn’t fathom how an entry-level Taoist like himself had survived this long!
Meanwhile, the metal dog discarded to the ground… Tai Yinzi pretended to be dead, lying down without getting up—his inner world was collapsing!
He sensed a familiar aura from the scarfed young man—indeed, the scent of his organization, club, his gang’s vibe!
It made him want to rush forward and reunite instantly!
The club’s deceitful maid once mentioned that there’s a newer, judging by his appearance, it was undoubtedly this newer!
Which means… the master is here?! Wonderful!!
But just as Tai Yinzi contemplated reunion, fate played a cruel joke—the person crawling up next was Wang Hu!!
He’d beat me to death! He genuinely will beat me to death… with my current state, a punch from Wang Hu wouldn’t just disfigure but utterly ruin me!
I mustn’t reveal my identity! Mustn’t even emit a sound!!!
I’m already a dead dog now!
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