MMB Chapter 1686 An Unexpected Pawn
Chapter 1686 An Unexpected Pawn
Han Meng never expected to run into Hongxiu and Lü Liangren here.
At this moment, Hongxiu and Lü Liangren's eyes revealed an unprecedented determination. Their gazes were fixed on the towering Lingxu Mountain, like two desperate individuals seeking death.
They had originally been included in the Mustard Seed by Lord Hongchen, but in the last second before Lord Hongchen died in battle, he threw them out of the Mustard Seed... They would never forget the confusion and helplessness in Lord Hongchen's eyes when he looked at them at that moment.
At that moment, Hongchenjun herself did not know whether she could kill Lingxujun. She only knew that her death was inevitable, and before that, she had to make Hongxiu and Lü Liangren live.
If we fail, these two eighth-tier beings might still serve as humanity's last line of defense...
Hongxiu and Lü Liangren both understood the meaning behind Hongchenjun's final gaze.
So, here they come.
Han Meng was about to say something more...
The next second, a surging aura shot into the sky from outside the Spirit Void Realm!
A path to the heavens, the Path of the God of Play, rises wildly into the sky. The winds and clouds outside the Spirit Void Realm seem to be stirred up by some force, which is tyrannical, domineering, and extremely aggressive!
Both Han Menghongxiu and Lü Liangren were stunned at this moment... They stared blankly in the direction of the aura of the theatrical god, their eyes flashing with confusion and shock.
"This is... the contemporary master of the art of opera?"
"Such a powerful aura..."
"Who is he? I've never heard of him before."
"Is there such a person in your Twilight Society?" Han Meng asked the Jack of Spades.
The Jack of Spades shook his head without hesitation, "No... Even four Kings wouldn't make him the champion of the game. This aura... we've never seen before."
No one knows who the owner of this aura is, nor where it came from. Since the Red King ascended to heaven, the Path of the Playful God seems to have never entered the human world's sight again... to the point that people have almost forgotten the existence of this Path of the God.
Outside the boundary at this time,
A short figure slowly placed his unconscious junior brother on the dark ground.
Chen Ling was still unconscious. Blood mist would occasionally burst from his body, then he would automatically repair himself. His brows were tightly furrowed in his sleep, as if he had a heavy burden on his mind.
The short figure gently stroked Chen Ling's cheek, made a few soft whimpers, and then turned its gaze to the Lingxu Realm not far away.
He stepped on clouds, his body gradually rising into the air...
That comical face, covered in white ash, was unusually calm, giving off a jarring and mysterious sense of madness. The aura of the god of drama surged from his body, announcing his arrival to that realm.
He was like a hidden agent of Xi Daogu Cang, who was only revealed to the world unexpectedly at this moment.
He was the last piece left behind by the Red King before his death...
A piece that surprised everyone.
Xi Daoguzang's fifth disciple,
The contemporary leader of the theatrical arts,
Ugly Peak, clown.
……
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Before the Lingxu Ancient Temple, Lingxu Jun, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. The chessboard that had been placed in front of him was disrupted by this out-of-control aura, with black and white pieces scattered everywhere...
The game, which was originally relatively clear, became complicated again due to the appearance of this extra piece.
"Cough cough cough..."
Before Lingxujun could even examine the chessboard closely, he suddenly began coughing up blood violently.
The embroidered nails churned inside his body, impossible to expel easily. Although some toxins and radiation had been cleared, the time was still too short, and a considerable amount remained...
Lingxu Jun sat on the ground with blurred vision for a long time before he staggered to his feet. After glancing at the messy chessboard, his face turned extremely ugly.
"An unexpected pawn..."
"You've already ascended to heaven, how dare you still scheme against me?"
Lingxu Jun murmured to himself. The confusion in his eyes hesitated for only a moment before being replaced by calm and determination.
No matter how far the game progresses, he has no way out. Now that an unexpected piece has appeared, he might as well deal with it.
However, as the short figure crossed the void and appeared above Lingxu Mountain, two more powerful auras erupted from the mountainside!
The leader of the God of War sect, Hongxiu;
Lü Liangren, the leader of the Qing Shen Dao sect.
Three eighth-tier auras, brimming with overwhelming killing intent, simultaneously ascended to the summit of Lingxu Mountain. Even though there were no other human demigods in this era, they still represented the highest combat power below the demigod level, and the will of all humanity...
They came here with only one goal.
Exhaust all means to interfere with Lord Lingxu, and ideally... kill Lord Lingxu!
The empty left sleeve of the monk's robe fluttered in the gale. Lingxujun stood there, covered in blood, his gaze towards the three men utterly calm...
One variable, two constants.
Although the situation was more severe than expected, it wasn't insurmountable. He casually grabbed a few chess pieces from the board, his spiritual energy surging wildly around him…
"Since you are willing to die... I will grant your wish."
As Lingxu Jun finished speaking,
Several terrifying chess-like shadows, enough to flatten Lingxu Mountain, blasted through the sky and directly engulfed the three figures!
……
The Forbidden Sea.
The seawater, mixed with icebergs, roared and surged under the gray sky. Countless huge black shadows emerged on the surface of the sea, and one figure after another swept over them!
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
The 7 of Hearts has a flamboyant "御" (Yu) character pasted on its back. It flails its limbs wildly in the air, as if it is not familiar with levitation. It screams at the calamities chasing below while clinging tightly to the 9 of Spades next to it.
The eldest son of the Pu family, dressed in traditional Chinese clothing, seemed utterly exasperated by the torment of the 7 of Hearts, and glared fiercely at him:
"What's your name??"
"I...I'm afraid I'll fall...there are so many calamities below..."
“I’ve put a sign on each of you, and it won’t fall off for an hour.”
"I know, but..."
"Stop yelling!" The Jack of Hearts drew his scimitar and pressed it against the Seven of Hearts' neck. "If you keep babbling, you'll be busy taking poison and killing yourself. Don't disrupt our offensive rhythm!"
Knowing how formidable this man was, Red Heart 7 swallowed hard and shut his mouth.
"coming!"
Bai, who was flying at the very front, also focused his gaze.
One after another, colossal shadows, obscuring the sky and the sun, emerged from the deep sea. They crowded together, like an insurmountable wall of calamity. In an instant, more than ten world-destroying eighth-order auras surged forth!
With so many people trespassing into the Forbidden Sea, it's impossible that the Forbidden Disaster was completely unaware. However, in its eyes, these humans posed no threat whatsoever, and it could annihilate them all without even having to lift a finger.