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Chapter 545 - 368: Seeking Help and Selling Oneself (6K)_2

Chapter 545: Chapter 368: Seeking Help and Selling Oneself (6K)_2

The delicacies of Blazing Fire Mall were already pricey, but since they hadn’t raised prices during the disaster, it was as if they’d lowered them. Rounded up, they made a profit.

"Come, let’s toast, to enjoying life!"

The room was filled with a lively atmosphere.

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...

Melancholy wafted through the grand hall, where some were silent, some sighed, and that was the theme of the moment.

In the northwest corner of the vast and grand hall, dazzling trails of stars were rapidly spreading across the polished floor, forming a mysterious and magnificent star chart.

Within the star chart, the shapes of several figures began to emerge, blurred but surrounded by wisps and threads of godly charm.

They stood at specific points on the star chart, but many other positions were still empty, without the presence of revered figures.

The figure at the main position number six became gradually more distinct.

He had handsome features, sharp and defined, and was enveloped in faint blue flowing clouds. Wearing a crown shaped like stars and holding a scepter adorned with numerous black beads, he looked toward the northeast and sighed,

"We deeply regret the fall of Ketale. Let us dedicate half a day to mourning and honor the sacrifices made by his Excellency Ketale for the Shattered Sea."

"The fearless need no remembrance; it is the timid who require it!"

In the northeast corner of the hall, a brawny figure with flame-like hair that reached for the skies and a small firebird perched on his shoulder, sneered.

He was the Scarlet Lotus Empire’s mythical being ’Aisfus,’ who advocated for incinerating all enemies with flame!

"You should understand what we need!

"This is not only for us but also for you!"

"The fall of His Excellency Ketale is regrettable and causes one to sigh with frustration. We do take seriously the source of disaster lurking deep in the Filthy Sea, but... we must approach it with rationality and caution."

In the southeast corner of the hall, a graceful figure stepped out from a cascade of silvery moonlight.

Her long hair, bundled up, was as luminous as the moonlight. She wore a white fur coat and clasped her fingers together in front of her. Enveloped in the pure moonlight, the ’Lady of the Palace,’ a beautiful middle-aged woman, appeared both ethereal and surreal.

Lastly, in the southwest corner, the representative from Grand Havoc City, who was only discernible as being somewhat short, glanced at the other three and voiced agreement.

Outside the palace, the gray waves of the Shattered Sea relentlessly assaulted the land of the Oasis.

From those filthy waters, hideous monsters crawled out, extending the gray waves right up to the towering and magnificent city walls.

Whoosh—

Whoosh—

Whoosh—

The tide was unceasing, and the walls crumbled.

The gray tide flooded into the city, filled with screams, covering colors of green, blue, white, cyan, and turning sky and earth alike into the utmost gray.

The fall of a mythical being from one of the four major human powers caused both heartache and consternation among countless forces.

But the impact of the calamity was not just about the tragedy of the myths.

Stellar Bay was weeping, Grand Havoc City flowed with blood, Old Forest Fortress was half-destroyed, and Red Lotus was adrift in the gray currents.

This disaster was unparalleled in three thousand years.

Under the leadership of several mythical beings from the Scarlet Lotus Empire, a conference involving the four major human powers slowly began.

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With two disasters overlapping, the Shattered Sea was severely affected, but it was far from the only place to suffer.

The small Oasis flickered weakly in the surging gray tide like a candle in the wind, vanishing in an instant. Even the Great Oasis was under pressure, with its larger population facing fiercer waves.

The Blackstone Alliance.

As a force in the Great Oasis established just over sixty years ago, the robust growth of the Blackstone Alliance was indeed notable. But it was undeniable that within the powers of the Great Oasis, the Blackstone Alliance was exceedingly young.

To be young meant to have weak strength and a shallow foundation.

There was a prophecy by a powerful being that if the first Tower Master of the Blackstone Alliance were to die, the entire alliance might slide downhill. Unexpectedly, at the moment when the Blackstone Alliance wavered, this first Tower Master extended her life and lived a second one.

Those with vision foretold that the Blackstone Alliance was about to truly rise.

But then the disaster struck, sweeping over the entire Great Domain and growing ever stronger, with one small Oasis after another perishing in the tides, causing the Blackstone Alliance to lose its opportunity for development.

Now, there were not many powers left paying attention to the Blackstone Alliance; everyone was preoccupied with their own crises.

Especially the Blackstone Alliance itself.

This Great Oasis was approximately at level 4, slightly below level 5, and its sunbathed area was just over half that of the Sparkfire Oasis. This Oasis once crammed in a population of tens of thousands and was dotted with black, simple yet strong and durable buildings.

However, at this moment, buildings that stood like upright black pillars were either sliced apart, collapsed, or cracked open with countless fissures. The entire western side of the Oasis was covered in smoke, and occasionally, low, feeble moans were heard.

Warriors clad in black robes moved through the ruins, rescuing the wounded and slaying lingering, wandering Mysterious Evils.

Even so, the entire Oasis was still suffused with sadness and despair.

Inside the first tower at the city center, seven Tower Masters were seated simply.

Some were bandaged, and some had pale faces. The first Tower Master seated in the main position had shown plenty of health and vitality beneath her previously aged face just a few months ago. But now, the old woman appeared as old as before she had consumed the life-prolonging fruit, her skin dry like tree bark and further cracked in many places, revealing hints of Scarlet and wriggling flesh.