335: Chapter 335 The Price!

In the dark golden blood pool, it was completely boiling.

For the high-level players of the Red Wolf Guild who were used to licking blood off the blade in the Wasteland,

what was pain?!

As long as the multiplier was high, they would even give you their lives!

"Ahhh! I fused six pieces! Twelve times the final damage!"

"Awesome! I feel like I can fuse ten pieces! I'm going to be like Zhao Meng and get a twentyfold multiplier!"

"Get out of the way! It's my turn!"

The three hundred thousand-strong army were like berserkers who had just laid eyes on top-tier equipment,

howling and crazily pouncing toward that towering mountain of bones.

These high-level players were ruthless to the extreme when it came to themselves.

Even the one with the fewest fusions endured the excruciating pain of a tearing soul and fused five divine bones!

The vast majority of core members directly charged at seven or eight pieces!

The one with the most even fused twelve!

Of course...

there were also a few greedy poor bastards who fused too many and got themselves killed by the pain...

"Crack! Crack!"

As the divine bones were stripped away one by one,

that massive golden bone mountain was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye!

However,

the Red Wolf Army was simply too numerous.

Even though the bone mountain had already shrunk by a third, there were still vast numbers of players in the back who hadn't gotten their turn yet, waiting eagerly in line.

Just as everyone was immersed in the frenzy of their stats skyrocketing,

"Hmm?"

Lu Yuan stepped into the bloody water, his brows suddenly furrowing.

He keenly sensed something unusual.

Lu Yuan raised his head and looked at the phantom of Nuwa in mid-air.

As the bone mountain continued to shrink,

Nuwa's phantom, which originally emitted a brilliant golden light, had now grown somewhat dim!

It had even taken on a semi-transparent state!

Not only that,

a suppressed look of pain was faintly emerging on Nuwa's stunningly beautiful face.

Her slender, delicate hand, which had originally been raised, was now trembling slightly and uncontrollably.

"Stop, all of you!"

Lu Yuan abruptly raised his right hand and let out a roar that shook the blood pool.

The entire audience of three hundred thousand people instantly fell silent.

Everyone followed Lu Yuan's gaze, raising their heads to look at Nuwa in mid-air.

"Your Grace..."

Xia Li looked at Nuwa, who was so weak that she seemed as if a gust of wind could blow her away, and her heart gave a sharp twitch.

"What is wrong with your body?"

Zhao Meng, who was helping a teammate excavate a divine bone, also stopped what he was doing, his face filled with anxiety:

"Yeah, Your Grace, your complexion is so bad!"

"Did we absorb too fiercely, causing you to overdraw your divine power?"

"How about we take a break before continuing?"

In mid-air,

Nuwa looked at the pairs of eyes filled with concern below.

She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the excruciating pain of her soul being pulled apart.

On her stunningly beautiful face, she forced out a gentle smile.

"I am fine..."

Nuwa's voice was soft, yet it carried an unmistakable weakness.

"It is just that reshaping tendons and bones consumes some divine power."

"My children, do not stop."

"There is not much time left; continue fusing with the divine bones."

Nuwa hid her hands in her sleeves and clenched them tightly.

She didn't want to tell these children

that that bone mountain was her last foundation remaining in this world!

The moment the divine bones were completely hollowed out

would be the moment when she, Nuwa... her last trace of remnant soul, would dissipate!

Just as Nuwa was about to continue executing her divine power to forcibly activate the grand array,

"Boom—!!!"

Above the firmament, the rolling dark red blood clouds were forcefully torn apart by a dazzling white light!

Immediately after,

a heavy sigh filled with endless vicissitudes and desolation slowly drifted down from the nine heavens.

"Sigh..."

A Taiji whisk emitting a pure aura shattered the void.

Taishang Laojun's immortal-looking remnant projection stepped on white clouds and slowly descended above the blood pool.

"Old Daoist?!"

Nuwa's expression changed, and she let out a weak, low cry, "What are you here for?!"

Taishang Laojun ignored Nuwa and instead lowered his head.

His profound eyes looked at the three hundred thousand bewildered Red Wolf Army members below.

His eyes were filled with complexity.

"Little fellows..."

Taishang Laojun's voice carried a hint of trembling, and even a hint of nearly pleading negotiation.

"This old Daoist is begging you for one thing."

The entire audience was dead silent.

The dignified patriarch of Taoism was actually begging them?!

"Next, those who have not yet fused with divine bones..."

Taishang Laojun's eye sockets were slightly red, and his voice was hoarse:

"Each person, fuse with only one divine bone, is that okay?"

"Do not covet those multipliers anymore."

"Just keeping one is barely enough to help you reshape your physical bodies."

"Even if... even if you just leave the last ten percent for this bone mountain..."

"Old man! Shut up!!!"

Hearing this, Nuwa instantly panicked.

She suddenly burst out with a surge of divine power, attempting to interrupt Taishang Laojun's words.

"This is my trial! My choice!"

"You need say no more!"

"Do you still not understand?!"

Nuwa cried out hoarsely, her stunningly beautiful face filled with firm resolve:

"What they are about to face is 'that thing'!"

"If we do not give them all the divine bones! If we do not let them possess the ultimate physical bodies!"

"How can they win?!"

"Have you forgotten the original intention of why we designed this trial?!"

"Do you want to watch helplessly as Huaxia's last hope is also buried?!"

Taishang Laojun trembled violently all over, tears streaming down his old face.

"But... Sister Nuwa..."

"Enough!!!"

Just as the two ancient gods were deadlocked in argument,

below,

"Wait!"

Lu Yuan's voice was like ice, abruptly cutting off their conversation.

Lu Yuan looked at Taishang Laojun in mid-air.

In his pair of black eyes, terrifying light flickered.

"Laojun."

Lu Yuan's voice was terrifyingly low, pronouncing each word distinctly:

"What you just said about letting us leave ten percent..."

"What does that mean?"

"Boss..."

Lin Zihao seemed to realize something, trembling all over.

The three hundred thousand Red Wolf Army members all held their breath, gazing at Laojun in the sky.

The atmosphere was oppressive to the extreme.

Lu Yuan looked at Taishang Laojun and asked the question that made everyone's hearts suddenly stop:

"If..."

"This bone mountain is completely hollowed out by us..."

"And completely fused by us..."

"What will happen... to Your Grace Nuwa...?"

Dead silence.

The entire dark golden blood sea was so quiet that only everyone's breathing could be heard.

Above the firmament,

Taishang Laojun looked at this group of ruthless "living yama" below,

took a deep breath,

and uttered those four words that weighed as heavy as a thousand jun.

"Soul and spirit... completely destroyed."