Free Web NovelChapter 879: Chapter 289: Su Yue Returns, Another Victory Begins (Part 4)
Zi’e was still pressing for answers.
"Shut up!"
Mr. Zhen’e didn’t want to speak now; he even felt an urge to slap this beast to death.
Right.
Mr. Zhen’e sensed that something was off.
The Evil Suppression Lock could release two kinds of curse orders.
The Curse Killing Order and the Pardon Order; for a moment no one could tell them apart. Those under the curse were all shrouded in balls of light, so others simply couldn’t see what was happening inside.
Mr. Zhen’e could only pray.
Please, don’t let anything go wrong.
No!
Impossible!
Only I can control the Evil Suppression Lock. Even if this beast lost the Pardon Order, it still shouldn’t go wrong.
Under heaven, there isn’t a second person who can control the Evil Suppression Lock.
I am the only one.
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"Lin Dongqi, are you in despair?"
"You sacrificed your own life trying to save people, yet in the end you were still curse-killed by me from afar.
"Maybe you’ve already gotten used to it. Used to being defeated by me, used to feeling terror whenever you see me, used to being completely helpless.
"How many more days can you people of the Divine Land even jump around?"
Staring at the distant blazing Qi mass, Cang Ji smirked with contempt.
His voice echoed through the sky, the pressure astonishing. Although Cang Ji was locked in the void by the Celestial Net Prison and his Qi Blood couldn’t affect the battlefield, his voice alone was horrifying enough.
The allied forces were still in chaos, but as the berserk Tuyue Warriors were continually slaughtered, some areas gradually calmed down.
Of course, the losses were catastrophic, impossible to even estimate.
Cang Ji was angry inside, but he didn’t really care.
Compared to Lin Dongqi’s heart, the current turbulence was just a little interlude, nothing that truly mattered.
As long as he wished, he could create countless Tuyue Warriors.
"Cang Ji, you go back on your word, you’re vile and shameless, completely unworthy of being Ninth Grade!"
Lin Dongqi gnashed his teeth.
Internal chaos in the alien allied army—this was an unexpected windfall; Lin Dongqi wanted to laugh.
But the lives of the seven Grandmasters still couldn’t be saved in the end.
This was the one thing Lin Dongqi felt guilty about.
As Grand General, he had failed his men.
"Hahaha, I already tossed the captives back to your corps. I gave you a chance, but you were useless!
"Trash!"
Cang Ji laughed wildly.
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Buzz buzz buzz!
Buzz buzz buzz!
Mu Jingliang and the others focused on the seven blazing spheres, their eyes filled with reluctance and pain.
Every Martial Artist of the Zhao Qi Corps was suppressing a surge of anger in their hearts.
But they didn’t rashly charge forward. The sudden rampage of the Tuyue Warriors was so bizarre that no one could guarantee this wasn’t one of Cang Ji’s schemes.
With Cang Ji’s cunning and his habit of daring to sacrifice himself, he very likely was brewing a plan to directly blast open the city.
So the Vice Admiral ordered the Zhao Qi Corps to hold their positions.
No one dared to take the risk.
The Zhao Qi Corps’ mission was defense, never offense.
Yet the seven Grandmasters were curse-killed right within the army—this left the soldiers stifled and aggrieved.
Boom!
The intense light compressed to the extreme, and suddenly, the first sphere exploded completely.
The whole world flickered once, like a bolt of lightning in the dead of night, shocking to the eye.
The nearby medical team wiped away their tears.
At this point, all they could do was collect bodies.
Quite a few alien camps had already returned to normal. Seemingly out of a desire for revenge against the human race, they began shrill shouting.
They had suffered an inexplicable disaster and had been mocked by the human army.
Now, they wanted to mock back and reignite their morale.
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"Huh... the Grandmaster isn’t dead!
"The curse marks on the Grandmaster’s body have disappeared, the Grandmaster isn’t dead.
"The Yangxiang Race was just trying to scare us; Cang Ji is trying to scare us!"
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All eyes in the field were fixed on the Seven Grandmasters.
Suddenly, someone in the medical team cried out in surprise.
"Check them carefully again."
Another member of the medical team shouted in astonishment.
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Next, miracles kept unfolding one after another.
That’s right!
When the compressed light spheres burst, the second Grandmaster was also completely unharmed.
Next, the third was safe.
The fourth was safe.
The fifth was also safe. freewebnovёl.ƈom
The last two Grandmasters were likewise completely unscathed, and the curse marks on their skin had entirely vanished.
As the light spheres dissipated, the Grandmasters returned to normal.
Aside from the shocking wounds all over their bodies, there was nothing sinister left on them.
"We can confirm that all the curse marks on the Grandmasters have been removed!"
The medical team roared in excitement.
Even though they couldn’t break the Grandmasters’ curses, at least running tests was no problem.
They could confirm it.
The Grandmasters were safe.
The seven Grandmasters all nodded, indicating that there was no longer any curse influence within them. Though they were weak and couldn’t speak, their eyes were brimming with joy.
They had survived.
Under these circumstances, they still managed to live.
What on earth had happened?
Wasn’t this supposed to be a curse killing from afar?
Why had Mr. Zhen’e released them?
The Grandmasters knew about the Curse Killing Order and the Pardon Order. Given the current situation, there was only one explanation.
Mr. Zhen’e had let them go.
But why would he do that?
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Cang Ji had been laughing wildly.
But as the scene of the seven Grandmasters unharmed unfolded, his smile froze on his face, even emitting a chill.
Not only were the seven Grandmasters not dead, they were completely fine.
How was this possible?
What on earth had gone wrong?
The Evil Suppression Lock was a demonic artifact bestowed by Absolute Peak; in theory it was impossible for it to fail.
At what stage had the problem occurred?
Cang Ji snapped his head around; Yao Yao was staring at Mr. Zhen’e.
His face was cold, and he didn’t speak.
But Mr. Zhen’e was already scared out of his wits.
Damn it.
The thing that should have been impossible had actually played out right before his eyes.
This was like seeing a ghost.
He had clearly already imbued the Curse Killing Order into the Evil Suppression Lock, so how had it been altered into a Pardon Order?
At what point had it gone wrong?
Right.
The club.
It was at the club.
Zi’e had been following him the whole time; the only period was at the club, when Zi’e left with the Evil Suppression Lock on his back.
He had been sabotaged by the human race’s secret agents.
Mr. Zhen’e was no fool.
With a bit of analysis, he understood it was a plot by the human agents.
"Master, how did the Evil Suppression Lock fail?"
Zi’e clutched his wound, still looking at Mr. Zhen’e in a daze.
Had his old man been bragging earlier?
This thing clearly couldn’t kill anyone.
"Beast, has the Evil Suppression Lock ever left your sight?"
Mr. Zhen’e was trembling all over.
"N-no... never!"
Zi’e’s scalp tingled.
He didn’t dare look at Mr. Zhen’e at all; the latter seemed ready to kill him.
In fact, aside from when he was with Lan Yuan, the Evil Suppression Lock really hadn’t left his side.
"Beast, and you still dare lie!"
Boom!
In a fury, Mr. Zhen’e directly killed his own son.
Thud!
Then Mr. Zhen’e hurriedly knelt down.
"Divine Elder, this old slave failed to guard the Evil Suppression Lock. This old slave is guilty!"
At this point, there was no need to explain anymore; he might as well confess.
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The entire field was shaken.
Apart from those still fighting the Tuyue Warriors, everyone else looked at one another in astonishment.
Why had Mr. Zhen’e suddenly confessed his guilt?
What exactly had happened?
Mu Jingliang and the others frowned. Though they didn’t know the specifics, they could tell that Cang Ji was particularly enraged.
That so-called mister... had he defected?
Lin Dongqi was also completely confused. freёwebnovel.com
What exactly was happening? Today’s events were downright bizarre.
First, the Tuyue Warriors suddenly went mad and blew up before their eyes.
Then Mr. Zhen’e inexplicably confessed, and the Seven Grandmasters emerged unharmed.
He kept feeling as though some great expert was secretly aiding them.
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"Victory report!"
"West Martial Su Yue, West Martial Bai Xiaolong, Dongwu Mengyang, Beiwu Yang Lezhi, Independent Zhao Qian’en, after enduring ninety-nine and eighty-one tribulations, finally infiltrated Jing Niao City, foiled the plot of the Tuyue Garrison Camp, and planted poison needles in them, driving them to slaughter each other."
"The Divine Land wins a great victory, invincible in battle!"
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"Victory report!"
"West Martial Su Yue, West Martial Bai Xiaolong, Dongwu Mengyang, Beiwu Yang Lezhi, Independent Zhao Qian’en, successfully turned Mr. Zhen’e to our side, persuading him to defect to the human race, finally stirring his conscience and making him help the Divine Land save lives.
"The Divine Land is immortal, heroes never die!"
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At this moment, a loud voice reverberated across the sky, lingering for a long time.
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