176: Don't put the blame on me
“The Sheng Ling Army is collapsing, and our army’s morale has greatly increased.”
“Chuangsheng Country wants to talk to you, willing to cede territory and pay reparations. The resources of the Other Shore Tree can be reallocated…”
“Talk? Talk my ass.”
“The advantage is mine. Keep fighting!”
At the frontline command post… the combined forces of holy and shadow powers caused Creation Saint God’s influence to greatly increase.
The Founding Saint Army met the enemy head-on.
The Shadow Legion ambushed the Sheng Ling Army from the flank… This sudden backstab caused the Sheng Ling Army to retreat dozens of miles. The battle was going smoothly, and it wouldn't be long before they completely occupied the central position.
The Other Shore Tree would also be within his grasp… Just then, a screen appeared above his head.
“I am Cryptic Beings, a subordinate of the Lord of Mysteries.”
Creation Saint God: “!”
Creation Saint God, having operated here for so many years, naturally recognized Cryptic Beings.
Normally, unless something major happened, the other party would not contact him at all.
He knelt, bowing nine times, and saluted.
“I await your instructions.”
“Very good.”
“Have all your troops withdraw…”
Creation Saint God: “?”
“We cannot withdraw now; it’s the most crucial moment.”
“Lin Mo is leading the Human Race to attack. It won’t be long before he devours all your territory.”
“What good is it for you to guard this tree?”
“But…”
“Listen to me, withdraw completely to deal with Lin Mo.”
“No, if we withdraw suddenly, the Sheng Ling Army will definitely think something has happened in our rear. They might even launch a counterattack, affecting morale.”
“Moreover, if we don’t cripple the Sheng Ling Army now, we will fall into the predicament of being attacked from both front and rear, making it even harder to deal with.”
Lord of Mysteries: “…”
“Alright, what you said makes a lot of sense…”
“However, Lin Mo has already declared that he will kill your entire family, and also make you… help him wipe his butt.”
“What?!”
Creation Saint God was instantly filled with monstrous killing intent. A scholar can be killed but not disgraced.
Killing someone is merely a nod of the head.
But to make him fall to the level of a commoner, to perform the dirtiest services for Lin Mo.
“Human! What a filthy animal!!!”
“Mhm mhm, he also said he would… cut you, style your hair into a middle part, and make you lay eggs and play basketball like a hen for the rest of your life…”
Creation Saint God’s anger reached its peak.
Finally, he squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth: “I will go kill him right now!”
“Order the entire army to continue the attack. I’ll be back shortly.”
Lord of Mysteries: “…”
“Wait, you’re not taking troops with you?”
Creation Saint God revealed a confident smile.
“Why use a butcher’s knife to kill a chicken.”
Not long after… he used Holy Leap and arrived at a city Lin Mo was currently occupying.
Below.
The Human Race troops manipulated corpses, a group of Qing Dynasty princes continuously destroying the city walls.
“Where is Lin Mo! Who is Lin Mo!”
Creation Saint God was enveloped in golden light, a constantly surging golden aura shining wildly.
Creation Saint God snorted coldly, and a sky full of golden light rain transformed into light arrows, pouring down.
The Qing Dynasty zombies attacking the city were engulfed by the golden light, instantly turning into dust.
Upon seeing this, Uncle Nine quickly cast a spell. The Millennium Corpse King roared and pounced, but Creation Saint God easily dodged it with a sidestep.
“Petty tricks.”
A golden orb of light condensed on his fingertip. Just as he was about to counterattack, two blood-red spears suddenly pierced through the air.
Creation Saint God’s body instantly turned into a shadow, and the blood spears penetrated the illusion, embedding themselves in the city wall.
The next second, he appeared behind the King of the Blood Clan, delivering a heavy Holy Palm Strike!
— 0.8 trillion, critically injured!
“Bang!”
The King of the Blood Clan fell like a kite with a broken string, creating a deep crater in the ground.
Creation Saint God stood in mid-air, his golden cape flapping in the wind: “So it’s the Blood Clan, such a lowly race dares to invade my territory.”
“Now any trash dares to cause trouble.”
Just then, a powerful pressure emanated from afar.
This pressure was very familiar… “Is it the Plague Apostle!?”
“No, is it the War Apostle!?”
Both of these cost a thousand other shore divine flowers to exchange for.
They exist in thegap between the True World and the Copy World.
All their attacks are conceptual level.
No one can withstand them.
Of course.
These two powers could not have been purchased by Lin Mo of the Human Race from the Myriad Realms Marketplace.
There was only one possibility.
That was the trap he had set for Lin Mo earlier, which caused the Plague Apostle to leave.
This allowed Lin Mo to occupy Ironforge… “Excellent, although the Apostles are terrifying, I had established a contract with them before, so they will definitely stand on my side.”
“And he even brought his brother, the War Apostle. Double happiness.”
But thinking of Lin Mo’s arrogant words and how he killed his family.
He became furious again.
He wanted to personally end the other party, in the most cruel way.
Of course.
If it was really as Cryptic Beings said, Lin Mo was very strong now.
With two Apocalypse Apostles assisting him, Lin Mo couldn't stir up any trouble… Finally, Creation Saint God, who had prepared his attack, suddenly froze.
The pressure was indeed closer… But, what appeared before him were not two Apostles.
Instead, it was a black dragon and a man holding a staff.
They looked extremely mismatched… “Strange, why is the War Apostle’s pressure emanating from the staff?”
“Perhaps, that man is the Apostle?”
“Is that the Apostle’s new avatar in the Mid-Level Battlefield?”
“Hard to say…”
After a moment of hesitation, he voluntarily knelt.
“Greetings, two angels! I am the monarch of Chuangsheng Country…”
The young man opposite was also stunned.
“Do not kneel. Here, you either stand and die, or kneel and still die. Find a dignified way to die.”
Creation Saint God: “?”
“I spent so many other shore divine flowers to summon you, why would you say such a thing?”
Wait… Soon, Creation Saint God realized something was wrong… The young man opposite, holding a staff, why did he look so much like Lin Mo of the Human Race?
“You are Lin Mo!?”
“You just noticed.”
“Damn it! You actually made me kneel! You deserve to die ten thousand times over!”
Lin Mo spread his hands… “I didn’t make you kneel voluntarily. I even advised you not to kneel, but you insisted on kneeling.”
Of course.
At this moment, Creation Saint God completely ignored Lin Mo’s explanation. He talked to himself:
“It was you who wanted to capture me and make me your slave… and also make me humiliatingly wipe your butt!”
Lin Mo: “?”
“I wouldn’t let anyone help me with something like wiping my butt. Don’t be so wishful, it’s disgusting, okay?”
Lin Mo immediately couldn’t hold back. Was the other party crazy?
He actually had such a fetish?