Chapter 287: Reversal (2)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
At that moment, the Dragon Smoke Incense had already spread to the entire battlefield. Not only the humans but the Mandrill race also fainted.
“Shrink the spiritual formation! Protect those unconscious soldiers!”
Song Yubai’s expression was solemn as he split up with all the soldiers again.
The soldiers and Mandrill race stopped fighting and tried to find out the reason.
After all, they were not injured, but they fainted one by one. It was obvious that someone had done something.
“Kui Xing! Human soldiers! From today onwards, you will be under us, Thousand Heads race!”
324 stepped forward from among the foreign races, his gaze shifting from the Mandrill race’s general, Kui Yuan, to the human representative, Lin Zifeng.
Hearing the familiar voice, Kui Yuan said with uncertainty
“324?”
“That’s right, it’s me!”
324 smiled and said.
“It’s a pity that the Dragon Smoke Incense’s effect is limited. Otherwise, you would all have fallen to the ground. But the soldiers behind you should be feeling weak now, I suppose.”
“Even though the Dragon Smoke Incense hasn’t been fully absorbed, it should suffice to suppress the spiritual energy within your bodies.”
324 revealed the Dragon Smoke Incense’s effect.
“It’s you!”
Kui Yuan’s heart sank. He hadn’t anticipated that 324 would conceal his abilities so effectively and that it would shift the entire battle in favor of the Thousand Heads race.
“Don’t worry. As your old friend, I will cherish this body of yours.”
324 had a look of assurance on his face. With his relationship with Kui Yuan, he could still guarantee this.
“You don’t have to struggle. From today onwards, we’re all under the Thousand Heads race. There’s no distinction between us.”
324 looked at the humans and said to the soldiers led by Song Yubai, Lin Zifeng, and the others.
At that moment, the Red Prison Array and the Mystic Yang Formation had completely shrunk. The soldiers who were still awake mobilized the spiritual energy in their bodies to form a faint spiritual energy shield on the outside.
“Unfortunately, only King Mandrill survived. As for Lord 9, I’m afraid he’s already gone! ”
Kui Yuan’s expression was calm as he mocked 324.
Although King Mandrill was restrained by the white-furred wolf in the sky, this also proved that the Mandrill race was the final winner.
Xu Chu, who was at the side, had a calm expression. He stood among the soldiers as if he was watching a clown’s performance.
As for the so-called Dragon Smoke Incense, it had no effect on him or even the Golden Crow Guards.
“The lord hasn’t come out yet?”
Xu Chu’s expression was calm, but he was anxious.
It was not that he was afraid that the foreign races would attack, but he was worried that something would happen to Mei Changge.
But soon, his mood fell with a roar. “White Jade Spirit Body! Starfire Prairie!”
With a voice, the mountain collapsed.
A scorching power surged out of the collapsed mountain.
Howl! (You’re finally out!)
Seeing the familiar figure, Snow Wolf couldn’t help but roar.
“Don’t worry, I’m fine!”
Mei Changge jumped out of the mountain and stood upright in the air. Looking at King Mandrill, who was restrained by the Snow Wolf, a smile appeared on his face.
He was the one who asked the Snow Wolf to entangle King Mandrill.
After all, the Snow Wolf had long signed a contract with Mei Changge. The two of them could communicate spiritually.
“Where’s Thousand Hands’ 9?”
King Mandrill’s expression was serious as he looked at Mei Changge, who was like suet jade.
“He’s dead!”
Mei Changge spread his right hand and shrugged.
“Impossible! How can Lord 9 die so easily!”
Mei Changge’s voice was not loud, but it was heard by the Thousand Heads race.
“Oh, the Thousand Heads race? I won’t stand on ceremony then!”
Mei Changge revealed a burning gaze and took out the white lotus seed again.
Only the Thousand Heads race was still active on the battlefield. As for the Mandrill race and the human race, they had stopped battling.
Mei Changge gently tossed the white lotus seed into the air, and as it hovered, a gravitational force pulled it downwards.
“Alright, it’s only you and me now. Let’s continue our battle!”
Mei Changge gripped his spear, pointing its tip at King Mandrill as if he were ready to engage in a confrontation.
On the tip of the spear, flames burned. Waves of power kept circulating as if they were brewing something.
“You absorbed the power of Destiny of the Thousand Heads race?!”
A strange look flashed in King Mandrill’s eyes. He sensed a large amount of the power of Destiny from Mei Changge, and he was only a step away from condensing the Destiny Seed.
“Do you mean this?”
Mei Changge took out a token with his left hand and shook it at King Mandrill.
At that moment, the Great Xia Token had completely changed its appearance.
It was as if the token was surrounded by cotton candy. Moreover, a seed seemed to appear at any moment.
Sensing Mei Changge’s determination, King Mandrill’s heart sank. He realized he had made a grave mistake by suppressing Mei Changge and 9 at the base of the mountain.
Moreover, the power of Destiny had only increased by a little.
“The power of Destiny is boundless!”
“Myriad Crow Mountain, boost!”
In an instant, King Mandrill’s figure flashed and he rushed toward Mei Changge.
“Do you want it?”
Mei Changge smiled and waved the Great Xia Token in his hand as if he were teasing King Mandrill.
“Die!”
A bare fist devoid of any distinct spiritual energy was hurled towards Mei Changge’s head.
Mei Changge did not dodge. He also raised his fist and smashed it.
Bam!
The two of them retreated at the same time. King Mandrill’s expression was solemn as he looked at Mei Changge, whose entire body was like suet jade.
“What great strength!”
King Mandrill was in disbelief. How could a weak human’s body compare to the body of the Mandrill race?
In his impression, a human’s body was weak. Yet, Mei Changge’s strength was about the same as his.
“Throwing your fist already?”
Mei Changge waved his hand slightly with a smile on his lips.
Indeed, his guess was right. Under the baptism of the Golden Lotus Imperial Body and the White Jade Spirit Body, the strength of his body had reached the Dharma realm.
“Again!”
Mei Changge’s eyes were filled with fighting spirit. He walked toward King Mandrill. But this time, he held the Myriad Lotus Spear. The tip of the spear was still filled with pink spiritual energy like flames. A delicate fragrance exuded from the tip of the spear.
“It’s so beautifu—no, something’s wrong!”
King Mandrill smelled the fragrance, but he quickly realized that something was wrong. The spiritual energy in his body vibrated and he instantly broke free from his fantasies.
“Die!”
King Mandrill’s expression darkened. This human kid in front of him had some fancy moves.
Not too long ago, he had stirred the anger within himself, and now, it seemed that this anger had seeped into his very thoughts and imagination.
To King Mandrill, not even the most beautiful member of the Mandrill race was able to attract him.
After all, nothing could bring him happiness more than obtaining the position of an Overlord.
Moreover, by condensing the Destiny Seed, he had a high chance of expelling the curse power from his body.
“By the way, you have to thank the Thousand Heads race. They gave me a gift before they died.”
Mei Changge looked at King Mandrill’s chest, and a glint flashed across his eyes.
“Resentment Soul Devour!”
A mark slowly appeared on the Thousand Heads Lotus Seed. Then, countless resentment powers gathered from the battlefield again.
In a moment, the resentful force flew toward King Mandrill again.
Viciousness, greed, resentment, obsession, and all sorts of Yin energy began to surge toward him.
“No!!!”
Upon seeing this scene, King Mandrill revealed a look of disbelief. He retreated quickly, trying to avoid the strange creatures formed by the resentment.
Unfortunately, no matter where he fled, the power of resentment continued to target it.
“Damn it!”
When the strange creatures formed by the power of resentment surged into
King Mandrill’s body, his realm fell again and he reached Transcendent Level 7.
He was only one level away from Mei Changge.
“How’s 9’s farewell gift?”
The corners of Mei Changge’s mouth curled up slightly as he said to King
Mandrill..
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