World's Apocalypse Online Chapter 162

Above the thick clouds.

A woman wearing a bright green feather coat silently hovered.

The fierce wind that blows here all became breezes as they passed her by, making her sleeves lightly flutter in the wind, giving her a dreamy, mystical look.

She wore a thin silk veil on her face, covering up her brilliant beauty, only showing a pair of crystal clear eyes that occasionally moved about like she was deeply contemplating something.

Suddenly, she seems to have felt something as her lips lifted upward into a smile, then the smile became brighter and brighter.

“Who would've thought, he's a schemer as much as he's a swordsman…”

While smiling, she shook her head and muttered.

From the look on her face, she still seemed to be in disbelief of what had happened.

-------the Thaumaturgy [One Becomes Millions] was only ever used for her personal enjoyment.

She couldn't believe it was able to be used for such an important matter as suggested by her disciple.

And this matter was even directly connected to the life and death of humanity itself.

Feeling the situation below, and since time was almost up, Bai Hua Fairy swung her sleeves forward.

Instantly, a red-faced Daoist and an old monk appeared.

“How is it? What do you think of my disciple's tactic?” Bai Hua Fairy lifted her chin and asked, full of pride.

The Great Monk of Sorrow deeply sighed, then replied: “Luring 6 Beast Saints away from this world, revealing and killed a couple ten thousand spirit beast, as well as over 100,000 demons without losing a single person on our side. This humble monk has not seen such a brilliant display of wits over my entire life”

“A great tactician indeed” Xuanyuan Tianzun also praised him.

“If so, what about the matter with my disciple?” Xie Dao Ling glanced at Xuanyuan Tianzun, almost provoking him.

Xuanyuan Tianzun was stunned for a moment, then begrudgingly answered: “We'll talk about that when the battle is over”

Xie Dao Ling smiled and said nothing else.

The three Saints released their inner sight at the same time, scanning the battlefield below.

“Let us begin” the Great Monk of Sorrow said.

“It's indeed our turn now” Xuanyuan Tianzun nodded.

“Hm” Xie Dao Ling also agreed.

She was looking at a certain high ground.

That place was much higher than the rest of the battlefield, easy to defend and difficult to attack, the designated area for the army's camp that the three of them had agreed on.

She swung her long sleeves again.

Divine Skill, [Sleeves of Holding]

Cultivators appear in large amounts all over the high ground.

Having prepared for this, as soon as their legs touched the ground, they quickly went and arranged formations, distributed talismans and pills, forming attack formations, busy without a single moment of rest.

Ding Yuan General Gong Sun Zhi and Ming Hui monk were also there, directing the cultivators to set up formations at the correct places.

But the last Ding Yuan General Wu Xing Wen was nowhere to be seen.

In just a couple dozen seconds, multiple large-scale defensive formations had been raised, as the overflowing light they let out reached all the way towards the sky.

And then a dozen more colorful glows appeared, blinking non stop -------the attack formations were also being activated one after another.

This time, the direction they are attacking is the outside of the camp.

The human army very quickly got ready for war.

One Beast Saint moved up to test the water, activating a few dozens devastating attack formation traps.

The multitudes of different colored lights hit his body as he roared in both pain and anger.

But thanks to him holding up the human's camp, the remains of the demon's army was able to retreat without being killed.

As the Beast Saint endured the pain, but was unable to get any closer to the formations, it gave up enduring and wanted to retaliate with its full power.

 But when it lifted its head, it saw the three Saints of humanity was already closing in.

The Beast Saint was so scared it gave up attacking altogether and turned to run back to the demon's army ranks.

The three Saints didn't give chase, only exchanged glances before lowering the cloud and stood before humanity's high ground.

“Tsk, tsk, what a great bet indeed, fellow Dao seeker Xin, with your head, that probably took over a thousand years to come up with” Xie Dao Ling smiled and spoke.

Venerable Xin's eyes and mouth were spewing blood, glaring intensely at the three Saints, wanted to say something but was unable to speak at all.

He lost all that preparation, as well as six Beast Saints, but achieved nothing.

At this moment, Venerable Xin was extremely miffed that he couldn't kill even one of the three humans standing there.

“Which one of you noticed?”

Finally, he couldn't help but ask.

“This saint's disciple did” Xie Dao Ling pridefully answered, then continued: “What does total defeat taste like? How about you just surrender right now, that way you lot can at least keep your lives”

“Amitabha, since you've already lost six people, the rest here won't be able to pressure us at all” the Great Monk of Sorrow smiled as he spoke.

Xuanyuan Tianzun didn't bother to say anything and just tapped his Inventory Bag to take out a Divine Talisman.

100,000 demons dead, all the spirit beasts dead, and there's only half the Beast Saints left.

Whether it's the battlefield or the top-level battle, humanity is standing at an unbeatable position.

Under such a situation, if the other side still doesn't know their place, then a battle they shall have.

Venerable Xin sighed, about to speak.

Suddenly, a hand appeared in front of his chest.

A slender, white, feminine arm had pierced through his chest.

The hand was also holding a still-beating heart.

“Ah…ah…” Venerable Xin opened his eyes wide, then coughed up even more blood.

This scene stunned everyone.

It happened so suddenly that neither the Beast Saints or the three Saints of humanity were able to react in time.

“Invisible Tianma Saint King, you… why…” Venerable Xin couldn't accept it, turned around and asked.

Behind him, a female wearing thin palace maid clothing coldly spoke: 『Because you wasted such a good chance, and completely threw the Demon Lord's preparations for the past dozen years down the drain』

Saying so, she squeezed and crushed the heart.

『Such a fool like you doesn't deserve to lead the demon army, you don't even deserve to be the Demon Lord's follower』 the female retracted her hand, then placed it on Venerable Xin's forehead.

“I've already done my best--------“ Venerable Xin's eyes were boiling with rage.

『The price to pay for your failure is soul possession, become our Blood Slave for eternity, never to escape』 the female spoke.

Then her hand lightly struck Venerable Xin's forehead.

Venerable Xin's head exploded with a bang, red white blue green substance flew everywhere, then quickly dispersed.

The headless corpse fell down, hit the ground with a ‘thud' and stayed that way.

A Saint Beast King, murdered without resistance so nonchalantly.

After doing so, the female looked down at her body.

----------her body was slowly becoming transparent and incorporeal.

Invisible Tianma Saint King swung her hands behind her back.

On the other side of Demon Clouds River, inside the Demon Palace temple, the sound of Tianma Enchantresses chanting became louder and louder.

In that moment, it sounded like over billions of female voices chanting at the same time:『Zhuo zhi zha luo zhuo zhi, lu he li, Mo He lu he li, A Luo, Zhe Luo, Duo Luo, Sha He』

Following this chant, Invisible Tianma Saint King's body became solid again.

She lightly laughed: 『What a joy-kill, the fool ruined our preparations, even my time on this world has been reduced to much』

Staring at her, the three Saints all had strange looks on their faces.

They were looking at Invisible Tianma Saint King as if looking at a living miracle.

“Did you notice?” Xuanyuan Tianzun was the first to speak in a low voice.

“I did, her spirit energy wave feels stronger than mine, even though it isn't much. But she's definitely no longer only a Sainted realm” Xie Dao Ling evaluated Invisible Tianma Saint King from head to toe and softly replied.

“Amitabha, sure enough, there is another realm after Sainted” the Great Monk of Sorrow's eyes that are usually so calm showed clear excitement.

Chapter end