hotmtlnovel Chapter 1502: World Eater
Chapter 1502: World Eater
Chapter 1502: World Eater
"Sir Xiuyi, how is Lu Ping'an doing now? Is he safe?"
As the main army entered the new world, the deliberative body of Lin Nu's high-level officials also joined as expected.
This time, most of the top leaders chose to participate in this war game. Their interests were already highly tied to Mercury 42 and the Earth. How could they back off at this time?
Just the day before yesterday, when they heard that Lu Ping'an's incarnation had become a local warlord and had infiltrated this world, they were very surprised but did not doubt it. The young man had given them too many surprises and even shocks. No one would underestimate such an existence that was destined to be promoted to "greatness".
However, he is still only a seventh-level cultivator, a person who has just advanced to the seventh-level cultivator.
"His incarnation should be at most level six. Should we dispatch some high-level fishmen to blend into his army and help? Perhaps, in order to cooperate with the outside world, we should speed up the progress."
It would be extremely difficult without high-level combat power, so someone made this suggestion.
The front battlefield has encountered considerable trouble. The resistance will of this world is very strong, and the attack of quasi-god-level creatures has posed a huge threat to the "New Country".
No one would underestimate the resistance of a world's quasi-gods and eighth-level people. He was a little worried that his little brother's precious chess piece would be lost here by accident.
Shuichi hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"His situation is indeed very delicate. Judging from the development of the situation, we need to speed up the progress."
Her remarks immediately caused a huge uproar, and many people immediately expressed their uneasiness.
"Sure enough. Even if one can conceal his identity, it must be very depressing and uncomfortable for a person to be among those ferocious fishmen."
"How about sending a small team to share his pressure?"
'He is too young to be entrusted with such a burden.'
Many bigwigs were talking about it, and it seemed that they had anticipated and understood Lu Ping'an's difficulties.
This is not underestimation, but a judgment based on past experience and objective reality.
"Uh, I mean, if you don't hurry up."
The herald beasts such as the owl/sea lion/sea hare all showed quite troubled human expressions at the same time.
"If he doesn't hurry up, he might unify the world."
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What Lord Xiuyi said was a bit exaggerated. Lu Ping'an's current condition was not as good as she expected. He made progress too quickly, so naturally he attracted attention, and was also strangled and besieged by high-end forces.
However, he still just sat upright on the throne, with his head tilted on his right fist, calmly looking at the battlefield in front of him, as if he was enjoying a boring drama.
He looked at the nine kings under him, how they risked their lives to stop the overlord.
Watch how they exploded, how they broke through in battle, how they suddenly jumped from lv4 to lv5, and how they used powerful black fire weapons to block strong enemies. Even if they won by chance and looked at their king with gratitude, they only saw a bored and plain face.
"Since you disobey, kill you." The deep male voice was not loud, but these former kings shuddered as if in a collective consciousness.
They smelled murderous intent.
Apparently, their king is not satisfied with merely repelling the overlord, even if it is not in his eyes?
However, that calm and even somewhat bored look made these "kings" more frightened and uneasy than an angry whip.
They were afraid. They were afraid of being judged as useless by their masters. They were afraid of being squeezed out of the war system by the king. They were afraid that they would not be resurrected even after death, or even worse, they would be enslaved and used as tools to be turned into bombs after death.
"Next time, next time we will definitely do it."
"Yes, Master, give me another chance."
At some point, the noble "king-level" creature also began to regard the monster in front of it as its true master.
Wang did not respond. He just silently stretched out his middle finger and pointed forward.
There's no point in talking nonsense, just show me. That's what he seemed to be saying.
And the one on the throne is just because
"Are your feet numb?"
"Yesterday I was numb, today I have no feeling at all."
Lu Ping'an sighed. Operating a "field" of this degree might not be possible even for an ordinary eighth-level cultivator. For him now, even with the blessing of fate, the pressure was too great.
Maintaining this world, especially the war world with new "soldiers" constantly joining, has already made Lu Ping'an overloaded. If he hadn't accidentally given himself an extended payment, he would probably have been overloaded and died.
".Life is always in a cycle."
The flesh and blood of the dead were dissolved and absorbed, becoming nutrients to "revive" their own side, and these war chess pieces were constantly upgraded and strengthened during the war.
Lu Ping'an was no longer satisfied with simply being given the "warrior level". Not long ago, he dropped two chess pieces, a soldier and a knight, and the two meritorious men immediately completed a qualitative change.
Born for war and die for war, even a crude soldier template has endowed the creature at the peak of the Law with at least the path of a fourth-level soldier, allowing it to have the possibility of directly fighting against king-level creatures.
In addition, the knight (horse) chess piece, while giving him the template of the War Heavy Knight, also gives him the privilege of distorting space and teleporting at a fixed angle.
Now, among the "altars" in front of Lu Ping'an, in the huge sand table simulating war, the two chess pieces are shining brightly.
“I think I can advance again.”
When saying this, Lu was also a little confused.
A pure single profession seems to be regarded by this world as an evolution of biological talent. The Son of War has eaten up too many lives, and the world is urging him to evolve as quickly as possible.
".A dominant creature?"
Lu Ping'an's "reasoning" was put into practice in the war. It was a journey similar to a ceremony of ascension to the gods, but much smoother. The big cat over there was jealous to the point of abstraction.
Although this is not a normal professional advancement, it is really called the eighth-level overlord in this way.
“Will it affect my path?”
"I'd like to say yes but you're just a clone now and this is just a dream, so probably not."
In the field of professionals, normal eighth-order soldiers are often the fusion of several or even dozens of professional modules. But now, as a simple eighth-order creature, it seems that they can cross this hurdle by relying on a certain "pseudo-reason" and the black flame war field that Lu is now displaying.
"Oh."
Then the flames became even more intense.
Lu Ping'an did not take any step forward, but his existence began to step into that realm.
A hole was torn in the container of life, and more flames overflowed.
As the blazing flames engulfed the entire battlefield, everyone felt themselves strengthened again.
They looked at their king, either in amazement or gratitude or shouting out their loyalty, but the only response they got was still the figure sitting silently.
It seems that even if he evolves again, even if he is suspected to be about to become the "overlord", he still cannot be satisfied.
So what would satisfy him, more life? More land? More wealth? Or, none of it.
"The world!! Let us dedicate the entire world to our king!"
".Yes, our king is the only king and the master of this world!"
"The Great Shark King."
No matter how they praised, all they got was silence and the middle finger pointed forward.
However, the smart person who first shouted "world" was covered with a cloak of flames, and the next moment, this "bishop" chess piece completed the leap in biological level.
"Great king!" The new bishop said no more nonsense. He understood his master's will and pointed in the direction where the overlord was fleeing.
The army will never stop until everything is conquered.
(End of this chapter)