Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 778 - 353: The Final Move!_2

Chapter 778: Chapter 353: The Final Move!_2

"The nature is different, darling," Zheng Shiduo said helplessly.

Mu Dan said, "No, the biggest issue isn’t that... whether humans blame my officer isn’t important. What’s important is that my officer’s hands cannot be stained with innocent blood, otherwise his cultivation path will completely fall into ruin."

The crowd fell silent again.

"I’ll act alone then."

Wu Man, who hadn’t spoken, said softly:

"I’ll try to disrupt the Blade Beast Group below.

"My Spiritual Energy is limited, and it’s not much restored now. I can’t focus on both disrupting the Blade Beast Group and chanting scriptures.

"Has Ms. Red Snake arrived?"

"She’s already in the military fortress."

"Alright, let her chant.

Wu Man walked to the back of the transport aircraft, swallowed several elixirs, and then decisively fastened the visor on his helmet, taking a deep breath.

’Sir, it’s my turn to redeem you.’

The young man leaped forward, diving directly, and the armored flying backpack sprayed out tail flame. He tried to get as close to the surface as possible, causing ripples to emanate from around him.

Goo-goo-goo—

The underground Blade Beast Group immediately fell into chaos.

Inside the transport aircraft, the crowd seemed like they suddenly had a backbone.

Mu Dan began deploying the drone swarm to assist around Wu Man;

Zheng Shiduo was left behind as the trump card of the day. If all methods failed, he’d give it a try.

What if it worked.

Outside the window of the transport aircraft, numerous missiles cascaded with tail flames from the sky.

Meanwhile;

Here at high altitude.

A peculiar golden wooden boat hovered among the white clouds.

Nierdamon hugged his arms, watching the earth. His gaze seemed to penetrate a thousand meters of strata to see that shadow of madness and slaughter.

Sabina held a crystal ball in her hands, closed her eyes, and chanted softly. She was sensing and probing.

"It’s a bit terrifying." Sabina suddenly frowned.

"What?"

"This kind of Black Storm is a bit terrifying," Sabina said softly, "I’ve never felt so uneasy, not even when facing the siege of the Pillar Blade Beast Group."

"Hmm," Nierdamon said softly, "I suddenly understand why they say everyone has a demon living inside them."

"What I heard was, everyone has a God living inside them."

"Depends on how you interpret it. Divinity, as long as there’s humanity, inevitably has beastliness."

Nierdamon slightly pursed his lips, a semblance of a smile.

He said sonorously:

"This state of the Black Storm, according to my own understanding, should be considered as completely gathering one’s negative emotions and condensing into a devil.

"If he can eliminate this devil, he can take a step forward himself.

"This might be an indispensable part of his cultivation."

Sabina asked, "So should we intervene?"

"We can’t intervene," Nierdamon said, "unless we’re prepared for the idea that one of us must die."

"Why? Isn’t this an opportunity to show goodwill to him and Amina? We have no initiative now because Amina has already obtained the key to the ancient civilization."

"Because, it’s not just you that’s feeling uneasy."

Nierdamon looked downward:

"Considering normal logic, even cultivators must balance the limits of spiritual energy and their body.

"Too much spiritual energy would burst one open.

"Unless, he was already capable of controlling more spiritual energy.

"Amina’s previous words revealed that he had a peak period... now, perhaps he’s re-cultivating.

"Considering now, his spiritual energy is about to explode, yet he can still control it so skillfully, his foundation must be stronger than he is now. And if we go close, we’ll become the outlet for his inner devils; he will fight us to the death ferociously."

Sabina nodded and continued to play with her crystal ball.

She said, "Even if the Black Storm killed some humans, the human civilization here wouldn’t dare say anything. We can record it as evidence for attacking his character later."

"No need for such a petty thing, Sabina."

Nierdamon had a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Helplessness towards Sabina’s inability to grow in perspective and vision.

Suddenly, a series of goo-goo sounds came from below.

Nierdamon was energized.

Galino!

Galino was giving commands to the Blade Beast Group.

Nierdamon paced back and forth on the wooden boat, searching for Galino’s position.

This special Blade Beast, in their eyes, was both crucial and insidious, they never showed up easily, hiding among the Pillar Blade Beast Group, acting as the brain of the entire Blade Beast Clan, claiming themselves to be ’entities.’

The real entities of the Blade Beast Civilization.

But this time, it seemed a young spirit slave below was using his ability to affect the Blade Beasts, blocking the Blade Beasts from directing the Black Storm towards that military fortress;

In a moment of desperation, Galino had issued a signal without going through a King-level Blade Beast...

Oh no, it was because there were no King-level Blade Beasts nearby.

Heaven-sent opportunity.

"Wait here for me!"

Nierdamon left a sentence, his body leaped up, transforming into a meteor that smashed towards the rear of the Blade Beast territory. He was extremely fast, causing violent explosions upon impact with the ground.

Though he just went to capture that Galino;

He also effectively joined the battle.

A few minutes later, Nierdamon returned to the high-altitude wooden boat, holding a Galino sealed with Light Power, a ’big flapping moth.’

Unfortunately, although he had captured a Galino, he could no longer exert any positive influence over the situation below.

The Black Storm had already been attracted by the military fortress, and in three minutes it would hit the outer barriers of the military fortress.