3138: C3138 Do Your Best

C3138 Do Your Best

From ancient times until now, the most powerful fight between the Divine Kings had taken place in the old lands of craftsmen.

Never before in history had there been a confrontation between two Celestial King of Eight Tribulations.

Even at the edge of the old land of the blacksmith, he could still faintly feel the vibrations of the void and the ripples of the law.

At the same time, the battle between the future dukes and Kun Race continued.

In every corner of the old craftsman's land.

At the entrance to the Ascending Dragon Dao.

Sky Challenging Giant, who was like a tower sitting cross-legged, had already gathered more than two hundred corpses of the Kun Race Divine Kings around him. He closed his eyes and rested without saying a word.

In the Duskyellow Hills, nearly three thousand Divine Kings walked majestically towards the west.

The west was where the craftsmen guarded the jade door.

That should not be the direction of the retreating future kings.

At the side of the army, Ramadan stood side by side with the well-built Giant Smiling Immortal, watching the advancing army.

Rather than calling it a huge army, it would be better to say that this was a group of elephants.

These nearly three thousand Divine Kings were formed from two thousand or so Rankers of the Rage Realm and five hundred of the Divine Kings of the Rage Realm.

The Ancient Elephant Race was the direct bloodline of the Elephant Master. Currently, over two thousand Ancient Elephant Race Divine Kings had taken the form of elephants, each of them more than forty feet in size, their four legs were like pillars that supported the heavens as they stepped on the ground, causing rumbling sounds.

"I've never seen a war like this." Ramadan said softly.

Giant Smiling Immortal stared at the army and said without blinking: "A battle between thousands of the Celestial King?"

"No." Ramadan shook his head. "I've never seen a battle where several Hundreds of Celestial Kings were crushed in the blink of an eye. It's just like … like …"

"Crush the bugs to death." Giant Smiling Immortal squinted his eyes.

Ramadan laughed. "A good metaphor."

Giant Smiling Immortal turned around and looked down at Yue Zhong, who had just reached his legs, and said seriously: "The battle prowess of the future dukes is obvious to all. As a member of the Heavenly Court of the Future of the Iron Alliance, the Desolate Realm is extremely respectful towards the God King of Heavenly Court of the Future. In this battle, all of you were ambushed and faced with a planned attack from enemies that are several times stronger than yourselves. It's a plan. You don't need to come with us, you have completed your mission and should be leaving. Leave the rest to us. "

"I didn't say that." "I am just a pavilion elder of the Jingyu Divine Palace. Among these five hundred Divine Kings, there are only an extremely small number of Divine Kings, and most of them are from the Heavenly Dao Divine Palace. I cannot stop them."

Giant Smiling Immortal was silent for a moment before he turned around and walked to the front of the army.

King's Landing City.

Over a hundred future Divine Kings and over a thousand Kun Race Divine Kings were battling fiercely here.

This battle had no rules at all.

All the divine kings were trying their best to take the lives of their enemies.

The heavily injured Qingyu held her nine-hole blade and pierced through the chest of a Kun Race Divine King.

A future Divine King had been pounced on by several Divine Kun Race s and was eaten in the blink of an eye. Not even his bones were left, only a pool of blood remained.

Faced with an enemy thirteen times stronger than himself, the future Godking, who had retreated to King's Landing City, began to fight in silence.

Different from the excited shrieks and crazy laughter from the Kun Race, even at the moment of his death, the future Divine King would remain silent.

This was a battle that was destined to never win.

In previous battles between craftsmen and Kun Race, the casualty ratio would usually reach a hundred to one. However, this casualty ratio had a prerequisite.

Regardless of the level of their cultivation.

In the past, every time Origin Dynasty fought a Kun Race, they would first dispatch millions of Kun Race cultivators. Among these cultivators, there were very few of them which were Divine Kings and 99% of them were from the Divine Essence Stage Realm, Heavenly Essence Stage Realm, or even lower realms.

In this kind of situation, a craftsman's civilization would rely on all sorts of traps, divine weapons, and even formations and traps that had been set in advance. They could then fight against Origin Dynasty and create a number of 100 to 1.

Blacksmith civilization, their numbers were not many, but they were all strong, different from the Kun Race civilization.

Those who could be called blacksmiths were all the Godking.

In craftsman civilization, they were called divine craftsmen.

The earliest war between craftsmen and Kun Race was actually to slaughter those weak 'bugs' with a large number of Divine Craftsmen.

However, in order to fight the Heavenly Court of the Future, the Kun Race had sent out a large number of Divine Kings.

At the entrance of the gatekeeper's jade door, there were over twenty thousand Kun Race Divine Kings mixed in with the army that had followed Queen of Azure Kylin into the city.

Longing, Jiao Ling, and Palace Lord Lin Xiu each led more than ten thousand Kun Race Divine Kings to charge in from different directions.

After that, one after another, a few generals of the Origin Dynasty led the army and entered the blacksmith's territory. Many of them were generals of the Celestial King of the Five Tribulations, including King of the Ninth Generation of the Green Scales.

In this war that happened in the blacksmith's old land, the Origin Dynasty sent out at least seventy thousand divine kings and more than fifty million Kun Race cultivators.

Tens of thousands of future kings scattered throughout the Old Land of the Blacksmith had launched a surprise attack.

This was a very unfair war.

But Kun Race, had never paid attention to fairness.

After the new era began, there was no order and no one paid attention to the word 'fairness'.

He had already killed twelve Celestial King of Three Tribulations s, two Celestial King of the Four Tribulations s in a row. With his Celestial King of the Four Tribulations's realm and strength, he was already at the end of his wits and had no strength left, so he could only rely on the Sky Measuring Halberd to support himself. He panted heavily, his breathing was hoarse and it was accompanied by fresh blood flowing out.

A few Kun Race Divine Kings walked in front of him.

Zhuge Zhao raised his head, looked at the few Kun Race Divine Kings, and laughed: "I can't appear at the Heavenly Court of the Future's Triumph Ceremony as a hero of the battlefield. It's a little regretful, so I'll be carved on the Monument as a martyr."

"Why fight?"

A Kun Race Divine King suddenly asked.

His face was filled with doubt.

In the battle at King's Landing City, there were more than a thousand Kun Race Divine Kings, fighting against a hundred future Divine Kings, but the battle was rather intense. There were already more than three hundred fallen Kun Race Divine Kings, and the future Divine Kings only had more than sixty remaining, which were scattered all over the place.

But the Kun Race Divine Kings understood that if they wanted to kill the remaining sixty or so future Divine Kings, they might have to pay the price of their lives.

And no one, under the command of the high level Kun Race Divine King, was willing to die.

Therefore, the attacks of the Kun Race s actually slowed down.

Fear for the future of the Celestial King slowly grew in their hearts.

The rate of growth was very slow, and they might not even have noticed it themselves.

Zhuge Zhao laughed.2

Because he'd sensed it.

When the Kun Race that was crazily battling just now suddenly calmed down, she asked him why he was fighting and why the battle was so fierce.

How could the one hundred future Divine Kings of Jun Lin City be so fearsome when facing an enemy thirteen times stronger than themselves?

This clearly showed the mood of this Kun Race.

"More beautiful, for the future." Zhuge Zhao laughed, "But in my heart, it is to let you bugs know that you are just bugs, to let you stupid, rotten, and lamentable races wake up from your dreams, to remind you of your inherent fear, just like an ant facing its foot when it falls."

"Do you think that Kun Race will be afraid of you weak humans?" The Kun Race God King frowned.

Zhuge Zhao grinned and said, "You're already afraid."

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