Netherworld Retrograde

Chapter 626: Chapter 292 Chosen of the Double Gods_2

For a while, they were all unable to clear things up with the official explanation from Border City No. 2.

Moreover, even if they claimed Feixue was a traitor, it was unlikely that anyone would believe it in a short period of time.

So, Doll and Little Mad King tried their best to hold off the official powerhouses, to let Li Yelai escape the encirclement first.

However.

Almost in the next second, a terrifying pressure descended.

On the distant battlefield, an Overlord Level powerhouse was rapidly increasing their Spiritual Energy, even daring to risk advancing to the Supreme Level.

Those dazzling Flames were even stronger than the Spiritual Flames of Fire Bifang!

It was the Sky Burning Dominator!

One of the five Overlords from Border City No. 2, a powerhouse from the official headquarters.

But at this moment, he was in a sorry state, covered in wounds all over his body.

Even as strong as an Overlord, he had been beaten until he vomited blood.

But his eyes were cold and brutal, looking down at Giant City, his fierce killing intent undisguised.

With a wave of his hand, he launched a Heavenly Fire!

Under the horrified gazes of everyone, dozens of massive fireballs boomed down from the high skies onto the ground!

Each fireball had a diameter of over fifty meters.

Each fireball possessed a might comparable to that of the Mythical Mimic Bifang.

Enough to turn this entire city into a complete sea of fire!

The Sky Burning Dominator had been tricked, or rather, all the Chaos believers and those who schemed all this from the shadows had been tricked!

Border City No. 2 had deliberately leaked the news of Mo Chen Dominator’s advancement to Supreme, thereby luring out all those hidden players!

Really gutsy! To gamble everything so boldly!

This made the Sky Burning Dominator both angry and regretful, and at this moment, all he wanted to do before he died was to exact his furious revenge on Giant City.

He could clearly feel that several Overlords had already locked onto him.

And that Wilderness Ranger had also fled in the chaos of battle.

Maybe he had already targeted him!

He was doomed, unable to leave Giant City alive!

This filled him with a chilling sorrow yet also brimmed with immense malice.

“Die? Of course! From the moment I prayed to my lord, I had already considered such a possibility. But the death of an Overlord shall be accompanied by tens of thousands of souls! Even in death, I shall make you suffer deeply!” the Sky Burning Dominator roared. He defiantly ascended to the Supreme Level at any cost.

He was far from the Supreme Level, but he had no hopes of reaching it. What he intended was to use the fluctuations from the attempted ascension to deal a heavy blow to Giant City!

“Die with me!!!” The Sky Burning Dominator bellowed, as if he intended to burn the entire Giant City to ashes.

However, in the next second, a blue arrow once again streaked across the night sky.

Just as he had expected, that Wilderness Ranger generously saved his last bronze arrow for him.

The Sky Burning Dominator’s roar abruptly ended as he was shot directly in the high sky, exploding into a mist of blood.

The dozen or so large fireballs in midair, having lost control, detonated in the sky!

The violent energies swept across the entire land.

And at the same time, it also reached the battlefield where Li Yelai was.

The terrifying currents of air battered the battlefield, stones flew everywhere, blinding those around.

Li Yelai clutched at his chest in agony; already seriously injured, he was further battered by the unexpected shockwave.

The broken ribs felt as if they would pierce his heart. Even the strongest heart, if punctured, would not end well.

He struggled to use his Spiritual Energy to isolate the broken ribs from his heart.

Yet his vision blurred, uncertain if it was due to the severe damage to his heart or excessive blood loss.

He staggered back several paces, involuntarily, until he stabilized his form against the ruins’ wall.

‘You’re going to die, Emperor’s Fall. Before that, pray to my lord. He fancies something terrible within you… Join me and contribute your strength to Him.’

A presence whispered in his ear, the voice tender yet filled with sadness.

It was a figure seated upon a dark green throne, with a ferocious appearance, Sharp Tusks, and a tongue dripping viscous liquid, occasionally bulging with tumors. But the voice was so full of sadness, as if it genuinely did not wish for Li Yelai to just die like this.

Li Yelai struggled to open his eyes and beyond the figure, saw a beautiful ‘garden’.

Only, to call it a ‘garden’ was merely a semblance.

Filled with blooming flowers, countless strange sprites shuttle through the sea of flowers, collecting nectar from between the petals. The strangeness lies in the fact that every drop of nectar carried a terrible omen. Inside were endless wails and death.

If a drop of nectar fell into a world, it would bring a terrifying plague to that world.

In reality, it was a jungle materialized by unclean life forms, a combination of forests, swamps, and green plants.

The garden path was littered with disease-ridden mud and writhing worms, the air thick with dense smoke and the incessant buzzing of flies.

Dim light scattered among the spore sacs rising from the mire and the pus-filled thorny brambles, intertwined with sticky vines.

Everywhere was dripping mucus, the rustling movements of insects, and the disgusting bursting of bubbles.

Decayed, skeletal fountains surged from the congealed lake, whilst sphincters screeched, ejecting putrid filth. The meadow was like a rusted blade, creaking and moaning in the lazy breeze.

These lethal creations, however, combined into a strangely beautiful sight.

Brimming with life, all things thrived in competition.

And deep within the garden, a bloated figure stood before a cauldron, joyously brewing a thick soup.

He planned to give this carefully stewed concoction to his believers, letting them taste the wonders of life.

Yet for some unknown reason, a large area in the distance, as if devoured by something, disrupted this beautiful scene.

‘The Chaos God is so dedicated!’ Li Yelai felt somewhat moved; he was about to die, and Mr. Shadow didn’t give a damn. Just waiting to make a deal with him. Look at him, such dedication!

But in the next second, Li Yelai felt a surge of fatal danger. From the Physical World!

Damned You Must Meet Strong Enemies!

Li Yelai sighed in his heart, then turned to look deep into the Void Realm.

As death loomed, that Divine being cast a gaze upon him.

Right, about to die, why not pray to the kindly Father of Plague?

Now, especially with the Face unleashed, that Divine being had quite an interest in Li Yelai…

Li Yelai’s Calamity, wasn’t it just, the plague that disturbed all fate?

Fine, fine, fine!

You want to study this Calamity, right? Not afraid of getting burned, then come at me!

Father of Plague? Screw you!

…

A flash of cold light burst forth amidst the scattered stones!

As Li Yelai looked up, the cold light had already reached his face.

It was the treasure sword of Feixue!

This time, she, Fen Xiao, and the various Sects had been scheming for a long time and even dared to reveal their identities to launch this sequence of actions.

Yet, all of it was ruined by Li Yelai, this Chaos traitor!

This made her both angry and unwilling.

At that moment, as the shockwave reached the Battlefield, she saw the severely injured Li Yelai struggling to withstand the impact. And the girl not far from him was desperately trying to defend him from the assault of the official captain and Ye Boshou’s onslaught.

Without any hesitation, seizing the opportunity, Feixue decisively unleashed a fatal strike!

Facing an injured Fifth Sense, she was confident of a one-strike kill!

She used the power of the earth veins in her strike, making her speed so fast that it left afterimages that were hard for the naked eye to capture, thrusting her sword at Li Yelai with a speed surpassing sound.

The Doll, noticing something, stretched out an arm in fear, seeming to want to block everything.

In the distance, the Little Mad King also transformed into a faster streak of black smoke rushing towards Feixue.

But it was too late!

She noticed that Li Yelai seemed to be still saying something in his mouth.

Saying anything was useless now!

Die!

However, in that instant, Li Yelai’s voice reached her ears.

“All things shall rot, yet life shall not extinguish!”

???

Feixue was somewhat shocked; you, a Blood God Chosen One, could actually utter such a prayer?

When death comes, you don’t ask for the Blood God’s power, even seeking Divine Favor would count as resistance.

You didn’t plead for the Blood God’s mercy, instead you prayed to another Divine?

Ridiculous!

But at the same time, Feixue saw the terrible wounds on Li Yelai’s body vanish in an instant.

Broken hand bones reformed, new flesh sprouted and instantly filled the wounds, bones, muscles, skin. Everything healed in an instant.

The power of Chaos allowed his flesh to return to its peak in an instant!

The Father of Plague had answered his prayers!

Emperor’s Fall is… a Chosen of the Chaos Twin Gods?