Chapter 257: Chapter 239: Succubus Princess Arrives, Strongmen Gather, Fighting for the Golden Tree!
「White Tower.」
After a series of fragmented and chaotic images, the Secret Witch Sect used special means to glimpse a scene in the Nether River, presenting it once more before everyone. Countless factions scrambled to witness the candidates of each Divine War seed. Geniuses from various forces competed together for victory in this game. This meant that this Divine War game had reached its climax.
"Found Chu Yi, and he’s actually with that Dragon Maiden. Moreover, I’ve just learned that this Dragon Maiden is related to the Witch."
"It seems that the key to this game is inside the Ancient City."
"Watch on, there are also Pet Beasts with special attributes in the Nether River."
Zhang Yi and his party once again witnessed a series of significant events concerning Chu Yi, all becoming addicted.
At this moment, new visitors arrived at the Boundary Land, shocking all major forces: a princess from the Enchanting Demon Royal Court, an ancient race from the Abyss, had come to observe the Divine War game. This prompted the Master of the White Tower to immediately arrange for her to be on equal footing with the Morgan family.
An airborne great hall carved from white bones bore grotesque dark clouds, from which blood light reflected. Below, the various Alien Races even vaguely saw mutilated limbs revealed through the mist. Inside the palace, the decor was exquisite, all in the color of white bones. On a throne sat a graceful and delicate figure, looking at a handsome youth in the Divine War scene, her pink lips slightly pursed.
...
Black wood cracked open. Its cold breath, like that of hibernating snakes and insects, continuously surged out. It transformed into a bizarre wind that sought to drill into everyone’s bones, chilling them to the core.
At once, darkness surged from the rift. The whispers were chaotic, causing the faces of the various Alien Races present to change drastically, their Souls seemingly frozen.
What on earth was this thing that, before even appearing, brought them such overwhelming pressure?
HISS... HISS...
Around the underground palace, shadows writhed, sprouting special vegetation that grew wildly. Beneath the giant tree entwined with the Black Dragon, it spread unscrupulously, accompanied by rustling, gnawing sounds.
"The victory of the King game is right before our eyes!" some Divine War seeds shouted, urging their pawns and followers to go up and probe.
Someone went up but, before they could react, was entangled by the vegetation in the shadows, dragged into the darkness, and devoured cleanly with a crunch.
"The ancient Golden Tree!" a man in a red cloak exclaimed in astonishment. "Even after falling into the Nether River and being buried under countless Netherworld soils, though mostly decayed by the Nether River, it still retains such Mighty Power!"
"According to legend, the Golden Realm remains eternal because this Holy Tree is an offspring of the Life Mother Tree!" murmured a Divination Master, eyes twinkling with brilliance.
"What a pity," a member of the Blood Race lamented. "If only there were someone with the bloodline of the Golden Monarch, they could gain the Golden Tree’s recognition."
They were all Divine War seeds with insider information, each attempting to seize victory in this King game. They hoped to thereby receive divine blessings and ascend to the heavens in one step.
However, everyone was waiting for something, mutually hostile and guarding against competitors.
This caused Chu Yi to feel puzzled. He pulled the Dragon Maiden to hide further back, keenly observing this battlefield.
Could it be that the rift is the entrance?
With his Clock Eye, dusk reflecting in his pupils, Chu Yi stared at the gradually collapsing palace as it was engulfed by Black Dragon vines.
So many people, Mu Yun thought with astonishment. This giant tree’s appearance had attracted many pawns, including Divine War seeds, portending a fierce battle.
Apart from Werewolves and the Blood Race, famous figures from the Ancient Council had all arrived, quietly waiting for something.
Suddenly, the Werewolves’ side came alive with excitement. Space tore open, and three figures appeared: a youth in green and a girl in purple, both flanking a man of calm demeanor. This man had disorderly, grey-white hair draped messily and was wrapped in a genuine leather coat stripped from some unknown creature, exuding an air of nobility and elegance. He was Albert, the newly promoted Golden Child of the Moon Lord Association and one of the leading figures of the young Werewolf generation.
"Everyone’s here," Albert said faintly, his cold and sinister gaze sweeping over the crowd, making everyone present feel a chill. "Prepare for the blood ritual."
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of Werewolves immediately erupted with Bloodline Power, launching a massacre against the other forces. Their chosen targets were the pawns and followers.
Many were terrified. Unable to react, they were thrown into the shadow land by a group of fierce Werewolves and devoured by vast plants. Strands of energy were infused into the decaying Golden Tree.
"Albert, you’re going too far!" The man in the red cloak was from the Secret Witch Sect. Innumerable Runes flickered as he helped his sect’s pawns resist the Werewolves’ assault.
However, before the Golden Child could speak, the green-clothed youth serving as an attendant shimmered with a layer of hazy radiance. He reacted with the force of a nuclear explosion, his surging aura stirring up a whirlwind.
In the next moment, he transformed into a massive blue Wind Wolf. He battled fiercely with the man in the red cloak, tearing off one of his arms and swallowing it whole in just a dozen moves. The red-cloaked man transformed into a fireball wrapped in Runes, crashing to the ground and blasting a large pit. He was swiftly defeated.
"For the sake of the Secret Witch Sect, I’ll spare you this time," Albert said coldly. "Don’t let it happen again."
This cruel and overbearing scene suddenly stunned some of the Divine War seeds who were ready to make a move. Just an attendant can crush a Dawn Star-level powerhouse! That’s too terrifying!
Chu Yi was surprised. The power level of this Alien Race member should be at the level of a Demon from the Imperial Capital Academy—below Radiant Moon but above Dawn Star. However, he’s still not as good as the Moon Princess. What a show-off!