Becoming Great Emperor by Playing Game

Chapter 635: Chapter 635: Ants Should Be Prepared to Become Food

The power of the Celestial Emperor has already become unfathomable, possibly infinitely close to the Emperor Dao realm, or perhaps he has already reached it. His divine techniques are unstoppable by anyone; how can a mere divine realm withstand them?

He saw with his own eyes Chen Lan standing there resisting—that wasn’t some blinding technique. Did Chen Lan somehow evade it? fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

Yet the Celestial Emperor informed him through telepathy, clearly stating that Chen Lan was dead.

Chen Lan slowly descended, pressing the Demon God Sword to the Celestial Destiny Tactic Master’s neck. "Now, do you still think I’m a fake?"

Feeling the cold and sharp blade, the Celestial Destiny Tactic Master’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard.

It seemed real; the Chen Lan in front of him was indeed real. He truly hadn’t died!

"This... how can it be!" The Celestial Destiny Tactic Master staggered back in disbelief, his legs going weak as he collapsed to the ground.

Feeling the terrifying aura emanating from Chen Lan alongside the demonic qi he abhorred the most, this was indeed the real Chen Lan. There was no mistake!

But why had he not died, the one who most should have died didn’t die.

"Sorry to disappoint you." Chen Lan sneered coldly.

Rumble!

At that moment, endless Cang Lei thundered across the sky, and one space tunnel after another opened in the air, seeping out terrifying and bizarre powerful auras.

Seeing this, the Celestial Destiny Tactic Master was instantly excited, for this was the Evil Race army sent by the Celestial Emperor.

He had discussed the plan with the Celestial Emperor. As soon as he arrived at Blue Star, he would immediately send the coordinates to the heavens.

At that time, the Celestial Emperor would send countless Evil Races to attack Blue Star, devour all its resources, kill everyone, and refine this planet.

"Hahaha, so what if you’re alive? You’ll never be a match for the Celestial Emperor. You ants, in front of the Celestial Emperor, are nothing but ants to be easily crushed!" The Celestial Destiny Tactic Master sneered.

So what if he died; the Celestial Emperor would avenge him. Completing the task before dying meant dying a worthy death.

"Loyal dog you are." Chen Lan said coldly, slicing through the Celestial Destiny Tactic Master’s neck, and endless demonic qi instantly invaded his body, consuming all his energy.

In an instant, the Celestial Destiny Tactic Master was dead, ceasing to exist.

"Chen Lan, you’re alive—that’s great." Gu Changge looked at Chen Lan, eyes slightly red, as if he had cried.

"Oh, you cried, how rare. Did you cry for me?" Chen Lan grinned.

"Get lost, these are tears of excitement, not for you." Gu Changge laughed and cursed, wiping away the tears, then asked doubtfully, "How did you survive? Your minions said your soul connection was severed."

"I severed it myself. Since when the master dies, the vassals perish. If I were to die, they would all die, so I severed it myself." Chen Lan smiled faintly.

In his first life, knowing he needed to die to cultivate the Three-Life Body, he proactively severed all soul connections with his minions, setting them free.

After all, one couldn’t possibly drag so many people with them to their deaths.

"Please allow master to reconnect!" Tao Tian Demon Venerable knelt abruptly, fists clasped, shouting.

Emperor Luo Tianlong also knelt and echoed, they had long been loyal to Chen Lan. He had integrity, wouldn’t abandon his minions, treating them as brothers—a feat 99% of monarchs wouldn’t achieve, but Chen Lan did. He was different, willing to be his minion.

"We’ll discuss this later. It’s another battle ahead." Chen Lan looked at the space tunnels in the sky.

Just having finished solving one wave, now comes another. Truly, one wave hadn’t settled when another arises.

When would these endless battles come to an end?

He thought of the perfect timeline, his gaze growing resolute. He aimed to create a perfect timeline for this world, ending the endless wars, returning to a life of peace and joy.

Rumble!

As bolts of Cang Lei descended from the sky, striking the ground, causing it to crack, mountains and forests collapsed, and one Evil Race after another emerged from the space tunnels.

Their aura was terrifying, with the lowest being at the Taoist Saint level, and the highest, a divine realm, with as many as fifty plus divine realms!

A glance swept over, the densely packed Evil Race, their numbers unknown, but the sky was filled with overwhelming demonic qi, dark as a massive stone, pressing on everyone’s hearts, suffocating them.

"At least a ten billion Evil Race; together we number only about two billion. Numerically, we have no chance at all." Nuwa said deeply.

"Wow, a hundred-billion subsidy plan indeed." Luo Tao exclaimed in surprise.

"Not just that. As long as those space tunnels are open, the Evil Race will keep coming, coupled with their immortal bodies, this will be the most grueling battle in history. Everyone, be prepared." Pangu spoke.

Hearing this, everyone called upon their magical treasures, ready to unleash divine techniques or spirit techniques at any moment.

"For every Evil Race that comes, I’ll kill one!" Chiyou roared.

"Alright, Brother Chiyou, I’ll join you." Blade grinned coldly.

"Damn it, you two are stealing all the spotlight. And me?" Gu Changge smiled lightly.

Everyone looked at each other, seeing in each other’s eyes the courage to fight to the death. They were prepared to die, not thinking of retreat. Already, there was no road back, the Evil Race had reached their home, how could they retreat?

Fight them, death was the worst that could happen. If watching everything they held dear vanish, what was the point of living!

As the saying goes, as long as the green hills are there, there’ll be no fear of running out of firewood. But Blue Star was their green hill, and now it was under attack, the firewood was almost gone, so where to flee?

"Kill, fight the Evil Race! Earlier wasn’t enough; now they come to our home, and we won’t fight back?!"

"Damn it, how dare they bully us, thinking we are easy prey. Fight these trash to death, sooner or later we all die. Better to die fighting gloriously!"

"Well said. If these Evil Races can come and bully us at home, and we’re still scaring, we don’t deserve to be human. I have nothing to hold onto; with only my life to spare, let’s fight them!"

Countless people raised their weapons or magical treasures. Even though some were low in cultivation and mere ants before the Evil Race, they did not leave, did not cower in fear—only the courage to face death and the determination to protect their homeland!

This was their home, leaving no room to retreat. The enemy had reached their doorstep, so retreat meant disgrace!

Rather than living with disgrace, they preferred to die nobly in battle.

Instead of fleeing, they would rather die gloriously in battle—at least it would be meaningful.

In an instant, morale soared. Everyone carried the spirit of fearlessness as they bravely faced the Evil Race.

"Truly foolish ants. The Celestial Emperor has decreed that we are to devour you all. Prepare yourselves to become food, ants."