Martial World's
Ch 1901 - Explosion Through Void
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"Damn!"
In these past years, many saint Empyreans fought their way through the Ancient Universe while suffering little damage.
But in this battle, three of them had already died before many battles occurred. Besides ... they are all top empyreans!
After reaching the level of an Empyrean, wanting to defeat the same opponent was not difficult. However, wanting to kill one was a completely different matter.
After all, every person who managed to reach the height of an Empyrean was an extreme talent blessed with a great destiny. They had experienced countless lucky chances as they grew and had many rescue cards hidden behind their sleeves.
And their own defensive abilities were extremely powerful, their life force was almost unrivalled in tenacity.
But such a character had been instantly annihilated into dust when facing the white spirit ship, killed without a chance to react. It's freaking them all out.
It should be known that in the all-out war between man and the saints 3. 6 billion years ago, the saints had only a few hundred dead Empyreans, and most of them were low-level Empyrean and medium Empyrean people. Now, losing the top three Empyreans like this, the losses were extremely puzzling.
Several other Empyreans were also severely injured. Their combat strength had weakened. However, their mortal bodies were formidable and their regenerative abilities were extraordinary. This wound is slowly healing.
"That spirit ship, how could it be so powerful !?"
"What kind of terrifying ancient treasure is that !?"
Some Empyreans felt a sense of fear springing up in their hearts. Before this, they had already gotten used to the scattered ancient remnant race to escape at the start of the fight as they all immediately diverted. To the saints, attacking the Universe was akin to beating up a cripple; it was a truly overwhelming and one-sided battle. They had never experienced such frustration before.
“Slow them down but don't face them head on, be careful with that god cannon! The ancient races had countless treasures, once they died they were all ours! ”
An Empyrean pinnacle transmitted a sound transmission.
At this time, more and more saints are catching up!
The saints have seven universes, each universe has three-digit Empyreans. With all of the universes added together, they had over a thousand Empyrean people; this was an extremely terrifying power.
Compared to this, the ancient race was too weak. Even with all of them combined together, they only had a few dozen Empyrean people, even fewer than humans.
"In the blast of the cannon, how much energy was used?"
The Old God Sovereign calmly asked as he stood in front of the Asura Primal God Cannon array formation.
“Around 2%. At most we can send 20 cannon blasts; we must maintain at least 60% of the energy for our protective barrier and the formation of the flight array. In addition ... if we fire the cannon too much, we will also consume a large amount of power … "
The Canura Primal God Cannon can burn energy stones to attack, but it takes an Empyrean to manage an array formation.
In order to operate the magic weapon Beyond Divinity, the pressure exerted on Empyreans could be imagined!
"20 attacks …"
The old God Sovereign placed both of his palms, tapping his fingers as he sank into thought.
Without a doubt, there was a huge difference in strength between the ancient races and the saints. It was impossible to make up for this difference by relying on the Ark of Hope alone.
Even if they sent out another 20 cannon blasts, they would not be able to kill even more Empyrean people anymore. This was because saint Empyreans were now on high alert and would avoid the direction of the Asura Primal God Cannon. This made killing these Empyrean Saints much more difficult.
"Rushing out . Don't try to fight them. ”
The sovereign Old God was very calm. The Ark of Hope was the only thing they could rely on to escape, so they had to avoid the saints as much as they could. As long as they could break out of the encirclement and break through the spatial barrier surrounding the Chaos Star Ocean, they could use the Ark of Hope to curve forward with greater void shift. With that, they will be given temporary security.
But the saint Empyreans would not allow the ancient race to do as they wished.
In the void of the Ancient Universe, everyone was far from each other. Low-level martial artists had long since escaped, leaving only Empyreans.
Only an Empyrean level martial artist could play a role in fighting the Ark of Hope.
A dazzling heavenly light radiated through the star void. The astral essence swelled up, radiating out like a growing galaxy!
Many Empyreans attacked together. The scene was blinding to the eyes.
"Slow them down, delay time!"
The two peak saints, Empyreans extended their hands. The golden astral essence turned into a gigantic palm that grabbed the hull of the Ark of Hope.
These two Empyreans attacked from a difficult angle. They avoided the Asura Primal God Cannon and chose a relatively safe area.
Soon after, another peak Empyrean summoned a magic tool. This magical tool was a huge bronze bell. The bell rolled like an approaching storm, smashing into the Ark of Hope!
Bam!
With a loud bang, the giant bell smashed into the Ark of Hope's defensive barrier!
The bell collapsed and was sent down. Although the Ark of Hope was not damaged, the ship had consumed a lot of energy.
“Everyone attacked! Move as far as possible to attack and use the ship's energy! This ship should be the peak True Divinity spirit treasure. Although breaking it is impossible, as long as we can exhaust its energy supply then that bunch of ancient races that are dead is none other than a turtle in a jar! We will be able to kill them as we please! ”
"Haha, that's right, we don't need to face it at all up front!"
Empyrean Saints all retreated, grinning coldly on their faces. They took out all sorts of magical tools and soon endless heavenly light enveloped the entire void for millions of miles!
The energy of the Ark of Hope was slowly consumed. The Empyres managing the array formation also exhausted their soul power.
Ancient race, Empy people fought against enemies with ten times the number!
Bang out!
The Asura Primal God Cannon exploded once more!
Thick rays of light pierced through the gap, causing a terrifying energy storm to roll up.
However, the Saint Empyreans were ready. They could sharply sense the Asura Primal God Cannon gathering energy and were able to move a step further. Only the lower Empyrean, because he was too slow and his senses were not too sharp, was sucked into that energy storm.
After being pulled into the terrifying energy storm, those lower Empyrean people instantly became ashes.
"Cursing!"
One of the god race, the Empyreans who managed the Asura Primal God Cannon smashed his fist into the altar of the array formation. “The magic tool left by my ancestors has been humiliated under my hands. Although the energy is strong, my abilities are lacking and I cannot kill this pack of cursed dogs! ”
The Asmal Primal God Cannon was an over-high-grade weapon. If martial artists of the ancient remnant race wanted to operate it, they did not have the ability to use it freely. They were no different from small children picking up heavy axes and trying to wear them. It takes too much energy to lift an axe and their dexterity is lacking. As long as one was fast enough and only moved a little, they could easily dodge an attack.
In front of the array formation altar, Lin Ming silently looked at all of this. He quickly replayed the two explosions of the Asura Primal God Cannon.
The glittering lights of the array formation runes reappeared in his mind as he constantly analyzed them …
Then, with another explosion, his stomach shook.
That Empyrean saint banged the protector of the Ark of Hope.
After the protective barrier was destroyed, saint Empyreans could even attack the Ark of Hope and fight directly with those on board. Once that happened, the 10 billion plus members of the old remnant race on board would be slaughtered like sheep at the butcher, slain recklessly!
“Gastric energy reduced to 95%. . . ”
Someone reported. A gloomy cloud covered the face of the old God Sovereign. The leaders of the other ancient races also looked sick. This was because the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign had yet to appear …
The truth was that all the existing powerhouses had decided to risk their lives in this battle and were willing to give up their lives if needed. But if they used all their strength before the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign appeared, then their sacrifice would be meaningless.
The ancient races had already reached this point. All of the Empyrean people present, especially the elderly, were no longer afraid of death. Death is not scary, what is scary is dying meaningless.
"Let me try…"
At this moment, a hesitant and slightly uncertain voice sounded. Everything turned. The one speaking was the only person in the central control room of the Ark of Hope who did not even have the cultivation of World King – Lin Ming.
"You want to ... control the Asura Primal God Cannon?"
The eyes of some old leaders sparkled. Lin Ming had conjured up many miracles. If he were to propose something like this, everyone's first reaction was to hope that he could work a miracle once again.
Lin Ming slowly nodded, his eyes still hesitating. While he had studied the Asura Primal God Cannon array formation before this, he had yet to obtain any substantial results.
The array formation was too heavy and the Laws involved were too profound. Moreover, the absolute strength requirement was extremely high.
After all, Lin Ming had yet to learn the complete Asura Sutra; he was not omnipotent.
“I can only say I can try, and I will also need your help. My strength is too lacking to activate the Asura Primal God Cannon. I could only try to steer the direction so that it was more accurate. ”
Lin Ming quietly said after giving it a deep thought.
"Big!"
Hearing Lin Ming's words, many ancient race martial artists were immediately excited, their lower morals somewhat restored.
In a corner of the room, Smokeless watched all this happen, a strange light twinkling in his eyes. He discovered that unknowingly, Lin Ming's status within the ancient remnant race had become extremely precious. Every word and action he took could inspire morale in an Empyrean; this was almost unthinkable.
"Open array!" The old God Sovereign looked at Lin Ming, a wrinkled and affectionate smile on his face. Like the name of this spirit ship, what the ancient races needed was hope.
And the peerless elites of the younger generation were the source of this hope. With Lin Ming here, the old God Sovereign felt much more comfortable. His life had died down to the end. Even if he did not live to see the day that the ancient race overcame the great calamity, he could still die in peace.
Weng weng - weng!
Under the constant barrage of saints, the Asura Primal God Cannon array formation was activated once again!
For a time, the energy scattered in the universe began to craze. The energy in the Ancient Universe was thin, but this energy was diverse and profound, with all sorts of origin energy contained within it. Like whale drinking water, all of this energy was rolling towards the Ark of Hope!
To absorb as much energy from the universe as possible while keeping the use of the Ark of Hope's energy to a minimum, this was one of the changes Lin Ming made to the Asura Primal God Cannon array formation while operating it.
Of course, these changes were all based on Lin Ming's deep understanding into the Asura Laws.
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"Because in the end, all you really have are memories…"