nashuaworldcup #1877 - The Drama King Qindi (Part 1)
#1877 - The Drama King Qindi (Part 1)
The fighting power in his body instantly increased from the Perfect Stage of Nine Yuan Dao Realm to the Perfect Stage of Enlightenment Immortal Realm!
Feeling the surging power within his body, a smile appeared on the corner of Qin Yi's mouth.
“Eight Nine Mysterious Art · Seventy-Two Transformations!”
Qin Yi transformed into the appearance and aura of a Chaos God Race member and遁 (dun - escaped/fled) towards the headquarters where Mo'er and the others were located.
After traveling for a period of time, he arrived at the headquarters where Mo'er and the others were located.
Without spending much effort, he directly混 (hun - sneaked) into Mo'er's conference room.
Now the 615 area is completely chaotic, and the headquarters is even more of a mess.
If other cultivators were to arrive, it might be difficult to混 (hun - sneak) into Mo'er's conference room.
However, Qin Yi possesses various methods, making this kind of thing extremely simple.
Mo'er at this time still doesn't know that an 'uninvited guest' has混 (hun - infiltrated) into his most core location.
He is currently issuing various orders with a gloomy expression.
He is now in a do-or-die situation.
The result can't be worse than it is now, regardless of whether these orders are useful or not, what if a miracle occurs?
Just like that, a day passed.
On this day, the hearts of all the Chaos God Race high-level members were filled with煎熬 (jian'ao - suffering/torment)...
Despair accompanied by powerlessness continuously devoured their hearts like an abyss.
Watching the Heavenly Court First Army soldiers constantly approach, each step felt like they were getting closer to death.
The entire 615 area has already fallen by one-half!
What kind of concept is it to have one-half fallen in such a short time?
It means that they simply don't have the ability to contend with these native armies.
Under the fear, these Chaos God Race high-level members thought of running away!
Losing territory is losing territory, it's better than losing their lives!
These Chaos God Race high-level members looked at each other and said to Mo'er:
“Lord Mo'er, the situation is already clear, we simply have no power to fight against these native armies, let's withdraw.”
“As the saying goes, 'As long as the green hills remain, there is no fear of lacking firewood,' if we continue to contend now, we will eventually fall here!”
“That legendary Qin Emperor has not yet appeared, all our information is sent by the other party, the truth and falsehood in this are difficult to distinguish!”
“Not only that, the enemy knows our information like the back of their hand, but we are still in a state of blankness regarding the enemy.”...
Mo'er is in a very bad mood right now.
How could he not know that the words spoken by these Chaos God Race high-level members are correct.
But he is reluctant.
After so many years, he finally completely榨 (zha - squeezed/exploited) the Potter race into tools.
This is a tool that can obtain the greatest benefit at the smallest cost.
If they withdraw from the 615 area, it means that this tool, which is equivalent to a treasure盆 (pen - basin), will be completely緣 (yuan - without affinity/destined) with them!
Moreover, the territory he has worked so hard to build for so many years will be handed over to others.
Even if they want to leave, it is only them and these high-level members who will leave.
Those ordinary Chaos God Race members will all fall here!
It can be described as returning to the original state overnight!
Seeing Mo'er's expression, the many Chaos God Race high-level members below continued:
“Lord Mo'er, the situation is extremely critical, we can no longer hesitate, if we continue to hesitate like this, everyone will be finished!”
“So many years of effort suddenly being handed over to others, we are also very reluctant in our hearts, but since things have already happened, we can no longer continue like this.”
“As long as we can escape alive, we can find a chance to re-establish our own势力 (shili - power/influence) after settling down in the future.”
“Lord Mo'er, bottles and jars can be repaired even if they are broken, if our lives are gone, then there will be nothing left.”...
Mo'er looked at his subordinates and made the decision to retreat in his heart.
He had heard the potential meaning from the words expressed by these subordinates, if he did not agree to retreat, these subordinates would not accompany him.
The saying 'When disaster strikes, each flies separately' is not just casually said.
Even if he relied on his powerful fighting power to斬 (zhan - kill) some high-level members, so what?
Staying here is destined to fall, leaving may still have a glimmer of hope.
He knew what these subordinates would choose even with his eyes closed.
Thinking of this, Mo'er sighed: “We leave.”
Hearing Mo'er's words, the faces of these Chaos God Race high-level members revealed喜 (xi - joy).
Mo'er's attitude was the first obstacle to their escape.
If the other party did not agree, a conflict would inevitably occur between the two sides.
Thinking of Mo'er's powerful combat power, as long as the brain is still in a normal state, one would definitely not want to have any contradictions with the other party.
“Lord Mo'er is wise!”...
Rainbow farts拍 (pai - patted) on Mo'er.
In the past, when he heard these rainbow farts, Mo'er could still feel a little happy.
In the current situation, he doesn't even have the strength to smile.
At this moment, a person stood out from the Chaos God Race and said: “I don't agree to leave!”
The speaker was Qin Yi, who was disguised as a Chaos God Race member.
The other Chaos God Race high-level members looked at Qin Yi with murderous eyes.
They finally persuaded Mo'er, if this kid's words caused the other party to change his mind.
Wouldn't they have no place to cry even if they wanted to?
For the sake of their own lives, these Chaos God Race high-level members said one after another:
“Kid, some words can be said, some words cannot be said, you don't agree to leave? Who do you think you are!”
“Damn, you are willing to stay here and be killed by that native army, but I am not willing!”
“Is your brain really进水 (jinshui - waterlogged/gone crazy)? Or did that native army scare you into complete insanity?”
“How could our Chaos God Race have such a stupid族人 (zuren - clansmen) who can't see the situation clearly.”...
Qin Yi secretly laughed in his heart, being able to give the other party some unpleasant experiences before the battle starts is also one of the pleasures.
The more the other party wants to leave, the more he wants to sing反调 (fantiao - the opposite tune).
Perhaps he can eventually persuade Mo'er, who didn't want to leave in the first place.
Once Mo'er doesn't want to leave, this matter will gradually develop in an interesting direction...
With his thoughts constantly running, Qin Yi said: “How could we hand over the territory that our Chaos God Race has worked so hard to build?”
“As long as we persevere, maybe that glimmer of miracle can appear!”
“Take a gamble, maybe the price we need to pay won't be so great.”
Hearing Qin Yi's words, the other Chaos God Race high-level members were all怒斥 (chide - scolding) him for nonsense.
Only Mo'er heard it in his heart.
He really didn't want to leave, besides his years of hard work, there was also the Potter race, this treasure盆 (pen - basin).
Just as Qin Yi said, if he persevered, maybe he could really see that glimmer of miracle!
Thinking of this, Mo'er looked at Qin Yi and said: “Do you have any good ideas?”
Qin Yi said: “I don't have any good ideas, but I know that as long as we persevere, there will definitely be a completely different situation!”