2052: C2052 Bait

C2052 Bait

"Son of God! ... So what if you know all of this? Now that things have come to this, don't tell me you still dare to lead your troops and charge over? "

" How many soldiers do you think the Dark Shrine has left to fight? Or, how many people are willing to fight for you? "

"These are all jokes, the biggest jokes!"

"And as far as I know, the fruit of God does not have the effect of allowing the supreme quasi-sage cultivator to break through and enter the Saint realm..."

"So, this Faang Fann has many other secrets..."

"He is not as simple as you think!"

The Divine Empress of the First God Sect's Third Peak, fu Xue, spoke softly, her gaze becoming increasingly sharp.

At this moment, she even felt some regret in her heart.

If she had not opposed Faang Fann from the start, perhaps she would have been able to get a share and obtain a Divine Fruit?

If she had made the right choice back then, even if she couldn't get the fruit, she wouldn't have ended up in such a disastrous situation today...

There were tens of thousands of cultivator who had died in this war. As the commander of this war, she, huangfu Xue, naturally couldn't escape responsibility!

"Hmph!"

"A woman's hair is long, and her knowledge is short!"

"How shallow is her knowledge!"

"But I have a foolproof plan. Do you want to participate, goddess Huangfu?"

"The king of the Pure Yang Kingdom, jiuge, has agreed to join the alliance..."

"Furthermore, he has already gathered 100,000 troops in the Pure Yang Kingdom. Adding on the remaining 50,000 troops, he now has a scale of 150,000..."

"My Dark Divine Hall can still gather two hundred thousand cultivator..."

"At that time, adding on the one hundred thousand troops from your First True Divine Sect, we will be able to gather another four hundred and fifty thousand troops..."

"It's not like we won't have the chance to counterattack!"

"I've already calculated it this time. We'll definitely be able to obtain a strategic victory. At that time, the Divine Fruits on Faang Fann will all be ours!"

"We will also be able to complete our own mission and receive rewards!"

The Divine Son of the Dark Shrine, hei Tian, licked his lips and clenched his fists tightly. In his mind, all kinds of greedy expressions could be seen. When he thought of this, his entire body was filled with excitement!

He absolutely did not want to be silent like this!

He was the Dark Shrine's supreme Son of God! If he fell, how was he going to survive in the future?

The Divine Empress of the First God Sect's Third Peak, fu Xue, raised her eyebrows slightly. She subconsciously felt that it was unreliable. However, there was a faint sense of anticipation in her heart...

Who didn't wish for things to develop in a positive direction?

At this moment, all sorts of thoughts were gathered in his heart, and the expression of hope was overflowing with words...

"Back then, when we gathered a million troops, we still suffered a crushing defeat..."

"Now... I'm afraid that we are also doing useless work."

"Forget it, forget it, we need to be more rational, we can't be gamblers anymore"1

The Divine Empress of the Third Peak of the Righteous Sect, fu Xue, gritted her teeth and shook her head in a daze. She stood in her position. She did feel some fear towards Faang Fann.

She always wanted to avoid him. She always wanted to escape...

He didn't want to face Faang Fann face to face again. He kept feeling panicked and terrified!

With this thought in mind, huangfu Xue heaved a sigh of relief in her heart for some unknown reason.

"Hehe... Is that so?"

"Goddess Huangfu, if I remember correctly, you're a bloodline descendant of Peak Master Huangfu of the Third Peak of the True God Sect, right?"

"You don't just represent yourself, you represent the dignity of the entire Huangfu Clan!"

"If you return this time... and find nothing, then how do you think your Huangfu Clan will establish itself in the Righteous Sect in the future?"

"Or is it that Goddess Huangfu has no scruples about how the Huangfu Clan loses face?"

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