Netherworld Retrograde

Capítulo 822: Chapter 383: Successors Will Always Come

Their target, naturally, is those historical dangerous figures.

The Doll’s air barrier had been torn apart more than once, and Yun Yue was almost killed.

Li Yelai’s Black Ink Armor was forcibly broken.

Fortunately, the immortals’ final blessing restored much of the Spiritual Energy for human Spiritual Ability Users, allowing human strongholds to withstand the siege.

This was also the final effort of the Scale Remains strongmen. As the Holy Emperor left, chains suddenly appeared on them, erasing them completely.

They died before humans with unwillingness and screams.

Endless massacres stained the entire mountain and sea red.

The prolonged slaughter nearly exhausted all of Li Yelai’s Spiritual Energy and strength.

He struggled to lean against a wrecked tank, breathing hard, calming his heartbeat, restoring his Spiritual Energy.

Each breath he took, he could feel his nostrils filled with the smell of blood.

The Doll, on the other hand, put her helmet back on, tiredly leaning beside Li Yelai.

Li Yelai carefully opened her helmet, feeding her some medicine as she nodded off.

Looking at the bloody battlefield, Li Yelai let out a faint sigh.

Fortunately, with the help of the Imitative Heavenly Soldiers, human casualties were greatly reduced.

But still, a heavy price was paid.

Several human armies reduced by more than seventy percent.

Previously, Li Yelai had seen Ye Boshou’s ‘One-Handed Sword’ die in battle.

Sha Li’s forgotten boyfriend also died while covering Sha Li.

Kong Ling and Gulu from the Hu Ben Team also perished…

“If it weren’t for the immortals’ sacrifice, our casualties here would have multiplied several times.” At this time, several Rangers approached. One of them was surprisingly an acquaintance of Li Yelai, Zhang Zhong.

His left hand was missing, sitting across from Li Yelai with a pale face.

“Can your arm be recovered? If it can, I can help you find someone to reattach it.” Li Yelai said.

“No chance, it was vaporized instantly.” Zhang Zhong shook his head, then took out a cigarette from his pocket: “Want a smoke, Champion Agent?”

Seeing Li Yelai shake his head, Zhang Zhong smoked it himself, the cigarette flickering in the swirling smoke.

Perhaps out of vigilance against the Wilderness Rangers, several Ye Boshou also sat near them.

The Rangers didn’t mind, Zhang Zhong asked: “Lord Ye, it seems they call you Dawn Monarch?”

“Yes, that’s right.” Li Yelai nodded: “In their history, I seem to have become a king.”

“I see… Dawn Monarch…” Zhang Zhong hesitated for a moment and said: “We learned from the Scale Remains that the Dawn Monarch corresponds to the Green Flame True Monarch.”

The Ye Boshou’s faces changed, what’s it? Are you Rangers shameless?

Our team’s Champion Agent, how did he become your Green Flame Chosen?

Are you kidnapping?

Li Yelai was also stunned: “Are you saying, in their history, I was the Green Flame Chosen, worshipped the Master of Green Flames, and successfully Ascended Demon?”

“No Ascend Demon, we Green Flame do not engage in that.” Zhang Zhong paused and said: “Moreover, in their history, you and the Dawn Monarch…”

“Alright, fellow comrades.” At this moment, a female voice sounded. Yun Yue spoke calmly from afar: “Prepare to head to another battlefield. Don’t forget, there’s another rift.”

The Rangers looked at Li Yelai with faces somewhat complicated, then stood up and scattered.

They were really regretful, Li Yelai should have been their comrade. He should have led them against the despair of the night.

But somehow, destiny changed…

Yun Yue then looked at Li Yelai: “Although destiny has altered, I hope you and I are ultimately comrades.”

“As long as you don’t betray humanity.” Li Yelai said: “We naturally share the same path.”

“Such words from you are indeed somewhat subtle.” Yun Yue raised an eyebrow, the tear mole under her eye quite striking, silently pointing out Li Yelai’s identity as Chosen of the Chaos Twin Gods.

“You’ll understand. Perhaps, in a few days, I’ll become the Green Flame Chosen again.” Li Yelai grinned. He was quite envious of the Master of Green Flames’ Blessing, eager to freeload.

“Then I look forward to it, I know your talents well.” Yun Yue chuckled softly, then turned and left.

Actually, she… knew more.

After Yun Yue left, a figure emerged from the shadows — it was the Little Mad King.

She always maintained vigilance towards Yun Yue, who had learned Li Yelai’s identity.

“In that history, you were both Green Flame Chosen Ones, your relationship should have been good,” said the Little Mad King.

“Perhaps,” Li Yelai nodded, then asked, “How are your injuries?”

“An assassin, in the chaos of the battlefield, is almost invincible,” the Little Mad King replied.

Just as she said, she had repeatedly assassinated Scale Corpse Strongmen, and yet they found it difficult to detect her. It was reasonable she was resented…

“What about you? Teammate, you used the horn to awaken the Immortal, is the Wise Stone still holding up?” the Little Mad King asked.

“The Wise Stone is almost depleted, but the Immortal gave me a Red Jade Lotus.” Li Yelai took the lotus from the Ark Space: “It seems to have a similar effect to the Wise Stone.”

Then, the official Strongmen also prepared to head to the battlefield again.

In this Calamity, there were a total of three anchors, one of which was accidentally destroyed by Li Yelai by chance.

The anchor before us was successfully suppressed by humans due to reinforcements from the future and the past.

There remains the last anchor, the final rift!

….

In the chaotic river of time, the massive Legion proceeded forward, every second, a Scale Corpse Strongman or warship was swept away by the river of time, pulled into some time and space.

The Holy Emperor saw a warship arrive in a strange world, and there were the fortunate ones, avoiding the cost, slowly proliferating.

He also saw a King of the Scale Corps being pulled into some time and got killed by chains, his powerful flesh nurturing all creatures, a new civilization was being born…

The Holy Emperor gradually became exhausted, yet continued to advance with the Legion, he saw the long river of human history.

For the great rejuvenation of the Chinese Nation!

The four crossings of the Red River!

The Son of Heaven guards the gates of the nation!

Full River Red.

For His Majesty, the Emperor of the Great Tang, the revered title, Heavenly Khan!

Five Barbarians Chaos.

Northern Expedition, Northern Expedition!

Those who offend the Great Han shall be punished no matter how distant!

Exert the remaining power of six generations, wield the long strategy to govern the universe!

The Holy Emperor forcibly pulled himself together, and pressed on, for his Legion had already lost more than half, still he was unwilling to give up.

As long as he could see the anchor… as long as there is an anchor, he can destroy human civilization from the source!

He mustered his mighty power and continued ahead. After seeing one human dynasty after another, he saw myths, saw the powerful Heavenly Court…

It was a truly dangerous civilization, but ultimately it was destroyed by an even more dangerous civilization.

He continued with his remaining companions, in the river of time, he didn’t know how long he had been traveling, an hour? a day? or… ten thousand years?

He saw a few Overlords die of old age, and the warships began to decay…

But… he finally saw the anchor!

“Yes, right here, I will modify history from the source!” The aging Holy Emperor howled, his entire aged scales instantly restored, his full head of white hair turned into black strands. He would charge into this anchor in his strongest form with his Legion! An anchor older than the Heavenly Court! Directly slaughter all humans of this time, exterminating all humans.

However, when he prepared to tear open the anchor, he found that with his power he couldn’t open the anchor at all; without the Time Worm, he was merely a passerby on the river of time. He had long lost, and lost thoroughly.

At the same time, the Holy Emperor saw a bear…

It was a… gigantic black-and-white bear as massive as a mountain!

And on the back of that giant bear, was a towering Bronze Six-Armed Demon God. Behind it stood its eighty-one sky-covering brothers, eighty-one Bronze Demon Gods!

They roared towards the sky.

Above the Sky Dome, a golden Mythic Winged Dragon spread its wings to soar, someone held a Brass Treasure Sword looking down at the Demon God.

Is this the anchor? The anchor is in such a place? Humans are too despicable!

The despairing Holy Emperor let out a painful wail.