183: Actually, everyone is a fan of Furui

… [Multiverse Battlefield: The Other Shore Divine Tree’s vitality has vanished, and it has now withered. No race can obtain other shore divine flowers from it anymore.]

[Multiverse Battlefield: In the future, newcomers advancing to the Mid-Level Battlefield will also be unable to activate the Other Shore Divine Tree’s flowering effect.]

“What!?”

“Withered and decayed!?”

“Can no longer obtain other shore divine flowers!?”

Sentient Saint was dumbfounded.

For millions of years, the three nations had schemed, intrigued, and vied for ownership of the Divine Tree.

Controlling the output of the sole resource.

The Other Shore Divine Tree.

And now you tell me that the day I finally won…

The tree withered.

It will never bloom again.

What the hell, are you messing with me?

Collapsed.

Annoyed.

Regret.

Memory loss.

Depressed… If she had acted one second earlier…

The last batch of flowers would have also been hers.

Why did she give that damned order?

Those few seconds were wasted.

Now.

Everything has turned into an illusion!

Most critically, without the other shore divine flowers, there was no ticket to the High-Tier Battlefield.

From now on, wouldn't she be forever stuck in the Mid-Level Battlefield?

Never again able to enter the High-Tier Battlefield, receive the Lord of Mysteries’s blessings, and enjoy the right to allocate worlds… In the heart of Chuangsheng Country, the Imperial City… various fragments of flesh and blood covered the carpets everywhere… Lin Mo sat on Creation Saint God’s divine throne, his legs crossed.

Below, bones and bloodstains were swept away by Daughter of Taotie’s tail.

Lin Mo touched the armrest of the throne and said with a sigh:

“A successful general leaves behind ten thousand withered bones. A successful general leaves behind ten thousand withered bones. I suppose our human race suffered many casualties in this operation…”

“Not at all. According to post-war statistics, our army had 3 deaths and 843 injuries. Among the injured, 257 people suffered from acclimatization issues and upset stomachs.

Of the 3 deaths, one was caused by improper operation.

The remaining two died from fighting each other over a Female Angel.”

It was Li Ruonan who spoke, dressed in a pencil skirt and a small suit, wearing gold-rimmed glasses like a school teacher.

She walked to Lin Mo’s platform and read out the casualty figures.

Lin Mo: “…”

Why would they do something so foolish?

No.

“Why are you here?”

“My grandfather sent me. Also, I was told you need a personal assistant, a secretary. As a professor, I should be competent for this job, right?”

“I suppose so.”

Lin Mo casually tossed her a folder… “Help me count how many concubines Creation Saint God had. These are all my property now.”

Li Ruonan: “…”

I’m a private secretary, alright?!

And I have to do this?

Shouldn’t I be warming the bed and folding blankets?

And I have to manage your harem?!

I have a sense of shame, alright?

But then she thought, wouldn't that make her the mistress of the harem?

So, she scampered off happily… [Multiverse Battlefield: Chuangsheng Country defeated by Shen Xia Country, Chuangsheng Country annihilated.]

[Multiverse Battlefield: Shen Xia Country obtains ‘Book of Victory’ x2.]

[Multiverse Battlefield: Shadow Country defeated by Shen Xia Country, Shadow Country annihilated.]

[Multiverse Battlefield: The Mid-Level Battlefield is currently divided into two factions, Shen Xia Country VS Living Country. Do you wish to initiate a deathmatch between the two sides? Yes/No.]

One after another, announcements were made.

Leaving everyone in Living Country stunned.

Huh?

Especially Sentient Saint.

She had originally thought she had defeated Shadow Country and Chuangsheng Country, but it was the newly emerged Shen Xia Country that had defeated them.

Is there a significant connection between this Shen Xia Country and the withering of the Other Shore Divine Tree?

It’s highly possible.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of this human faction…

The three nations would probably have fought for another ten million years without a decisive victor.

His sudden disruption directly broke this balance.

It was unimaginable.

Residents of various cities in Shadow Country took to the streets, gazing up at the announcements flashing in the sky.

Slaves of various races, long enslaved, smashed their shackles and cheered as they rushed towards the city gates.

Many city lords had already ordered white flags to be hung, preparing to welcome the Shenxia army.

On the streets, liberated Shadow Beast Slaves cried, burying their faces in their hands, their lives as slaves finally over.

Throughout Shadow Country, shouts of “Long live Shenxia!” echoed everywhere.

Shadow Beast Slaves referred to the low-status races in Shadow Country.

These races were mixed with other beast races.

For example, some women with rabbit ears were branded as lowly livestock.

Of course, not just rabbit girls, but also deer girls, butterfly girls… Blood Wolf Shirley’s eyes were bloodshot, and she brandished her sharp claws, charging into the city first.

She led her compatriots to break through their shackles, slaying any guards who stood in their way.

Wherever she went, Shadow Country soldiers fled in fear, and her compatriots followed closely behind, striving for freedom.

Because when she was chosen to enter the Multiverse Battlefield, she was entrusted with a mission from the Great Elder.

That was to inquire about the whereabouts of her fellow tribesmen.

Blood Wolf Shirley’s claws tore through the throat of the last guard, and hot blood splattered onto her silver-white fur.

She panted, looking towards the city square, where hundreds of rabbit girls in shackles huddled in iron cages, their amber beast eyes reflecting sunlight unseen for a thousand years.

“It’s the totem of the Snow Wolf Clan!”

A deer girl suddenly shrieked.

These were the descendants of the 20 billion compatriots taken by the Shadow Race a thousand years ago.

Back then, the Shadow Emissary used “bloodline evolution” as bait to trick the most elite warriors of the Myriad Beast Race, only to transform them into demi-beast slaves!

“They’re truly beasts! Just like the Chuang Sheng Zu! All of them are beasts!”

At the same time.

Shirley also thanked Lin Mo for meeting him.

Becoming his pet.

Without Lin Mo.

She might never have been able to enter this Mid-Level Battlefield in this life.

Nor could she have found the whereabouts of her fellow tribesmen.

After the war… Shirley led her liberated compatriots to Lin Mo.

With tears in her eyes, she nodded vigorously.

“Thank you, my Lord. Can my compatriots join your country and work for food?”

Shirley shamelessly nudged closer.

Trying her best to hide her fierce, snarling side.

And showed her docile white dog side.

To please her master.

Even if her people were not as noble as the Female Angels or Fallen Angels.

Working at the lowest level to make a living.

Being able to eat and stay warm was already their good fortune.

These tribesmen could not return to the Myriad Beast Race’s plane.

Because they had already been experimented on by the Shadow Race.

It’s likely the Myriad Beast Race wouldn’t accept them either.

“Of course.”

Lin Mo tilted his head and smiled at her, extending his left hand to stroke her fur.

Shirley couldn’t help but stick out her tongue… “Really?”

“Has Master ever lied to you?”

“We humans love furries the most.”