Deities Are All Just My Food

Chapter 1891 - 838: The Oppressive Aura of Dragon Level

"We also have the Dragon Wing to back us up, you think we’re afraid of you?"

"You Southeast Asians are just cannon fodder, what the hell are you up to?"

Everyone started cursing.

"Goddamn it!"

Wu Hongfu spat profanities.

At this moment, it would actually be best for the three below Dragon Level—him, Wang Qing, and that Dongying guy to go together. But if he did so, his team members would surely feel miffed.

"Let’s wait for the next wave!"

Wu Hongfu made a decision, directing his team members to step back: "Hurry up!"

Wu Hongfu’s command held sway, and his team members obediently stepped down.

Thirty seconds passed, and the magic formation hadn’t stirred.

"What’s happening?"

"Could it be broken?"

"Damn it, can you stop jinxing us?"

Everyone immediately grew tense.

If this magic formation is broken, it’s going to be a huge problem.

Lin Baici and Kreiser have both gone, and the rest of these people have no confidence in finding a new way out.

"Fuck!"

Wang Qing was so pissed he wanted to kill someone: "It’s all your fault for fighting over it!"

"Didn’t you piss off that Lin Longyi? He’d help others, not you!"

A white guy mocked him.

Wang Qing’s face turned ugly upon hearing this.

"Get down, let them go first!"

Wang Qing conceded.

The white guys looked at the Southeast Asians again; this time, they didn’t even need to throw harsh words for those people to step down voluntarily.

When there were only five people left up there, the magic formation activated.

No one breathed a sigh of relief, because nobody knew how many times this thing could be used!

When the Europa people were all gone, and only the black guys were left, Wang Qing and the Southeast Asians jumped onto the magic formation.

"Get the hell down!"

Wang Qing roared.

The Southeast Asians didn’t step down, and started cursing back.

"Boss, this magic formation might have a limit on the number of people or usage limit."

Zeng Shuang quietly reminded Wang Qing.

Actually, even if she didn’t say it, everyone could guess. That’s why everyone wanted to go first.

"Boss, we can’t wait any longer!"

Originally, Wu Hongfu and his guys could still hold out for the next wave, but seeing that the magic formation didn’t activate every time made them start to worry.

If there’s really a limit on the number of uses, those planning to go last are definitely screwed.

"Old Wu, smash them!"

Wang Qing shouted aloud, lunging toward that little cheeky guy.

"Go!"

"Smash them to death!"

"Beat the hell out of them!"

Everyone moved, and all sorts of Divine Grace burst forth.

...

Lin Baici stood by the window, surveying the scenery outside.

He was on the fifth floor and tried opening the window, but failed. As for smashing the glass, he didn’t do it to avoid contamination.

"Why so long?"

Kreiser looked displeased, tapping his right foot impatiently on the ground.

It’s already been five minutes, and many people haven’t been teleported over.

"They probably started fighting over the teleportation order!"

Melanie analyzed.

"A bunch of idiots!"

Kreiser was very annoyed. It was all this Lin Baici’s fault. Without him, those people from Jiuzhou wouldn’t dare resist. What he said would be the law.

Ten minutes later, Wang Qing and his teammates teleported over.

Each one was bloodied and injured.

Upon seeing him, Kreiser immediately rushed over in a few strides, raising his hand and slapping him hard.

*Slap! Slap! Slap!*

The next wave that teleported over included Wu Hongfu and his teammates. When they witnessed this scene, they were already feeling high-strung.

Kreiser glared at them, ready to start slapping, when someone shouted.

"God Lin!"

The voice was full of pleading for their life.

Upon hearing the name, Kreiser caught Lin Baici’s gaze and reluctantly lowered his hand after cursing.

"Damn it!"

Zeng Shuang was so irritated she felt like spitting blood. If she had known Lin Baici’s name was so useful, she would have shouted it too, and avoided getting slapped.

Oops!

Being blown up with claims of being even close to Dragon Level meant nothing compared to being an actual Dragon Level.

Before long, the Dongying people and Southeast Asians were teleported over.

"Where are the others?"

Kreiser roared. Four more people were unaccounted for and were probably out of luck.

"Dead!"

The Dongying people immediately reported: "They made the first move!"

"You little cheeky, what nonsense are you spouting? They’re not dead, you abandoned them!"

Wang Qing argued.

"They’re on the verge of dying, what’s the point of bringing them over?"

The little cheeky cursed loudly.

Kreiser was furious, those were my cannon fodder, they weren’t even used yet, it’s just absurd to lose them like this.

Kreiser wanted to punish these people, but he worried that Lin Baici would protect Wang Qing, Wu Hongfu, and the others, so he could only take out his anger on these Southeast Asians.

So he walked over and slapped them across the head.

The Southeast Asians stood quietly, not daring to resist, or even scream loudly, because those who screamed earlier were made examples of by Kreiser.

Wu Hongfu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, walked to Lin Baici’s side, and said thank you.

Truly heartfelt!

Because he knew, without Lin Baici, he wouldn’t escape a beating.

"Captain, forget about saving face, go apologize quickly?"

Zeng Shuang tugged Wang Qing’s sleeve, whispering advice.

Before, she didn’t think Dragon Level was such a big deal, but now she fully realized it.

The existence of Lin Baici made it so that a tyrant like Kreiser wouldn’t dare direct his anger at them.

Wang Qing walked to Lin Baici’s side, forcing a smile: "God Lin, I didn’t see Mount Tai!"

"You’re too magnanimous to hold grudges!"

Wang Qing didn’t expect Lin Baici to forgive him, he just wanted to create an illusion for Kreiser.

Kreiser dared to bully him because he offended Lin Baici, thinking that Lin Baici wouldn’t protect him?

So he apologized, hoping Kreiser would think God Lin forgave him.

Truth be told, doing this was quite frustrating.

But that’s how social rules are.

"Han Xin could endure humiliation under the crotch, am I not even as good as Han Xin? What’s wrong with apologizing?"

Wang Qing consoled himself, and indeed, they prevented his people from being used as cannon fodder by Kreiser.

He should be thankful!

"I’m not some big shot!"

Lin Baici’s expression was calm.

"God Lin, you’re joking, if you’re not a big person, who is?"

Wang Qing was extremely frustrated.

Lin Baici’s rise to fame was too quick, leading to the spread of intelligence, had he had a few more years to burn, he wouldn’t have made such a mistake.

"Hehe!"

Lin Baici chuckled, not wanting to engage with this person: "Kreiser, everyone’s here, can we leave now?"

Lin Baici had wanted to leave earlier, but Kreiser stopped him, saying to wait until the cannon fodder arrived.

"Please!"

Kreiser smiled, he liked this kind of man who volunteered.

Lin Baici turned the doorknob, then pushed the door open.

Creak!

The door opened.

Lin Baici glanced outside, it was a corridor, very spacious, with a red carpet on the floor, and every ten meters or so on both sides, there was a full-body medieval armor display.

Huge oil paintings were also hung on the walls.

"Feels like being in an old castle."

Kim Myungjin had traveled to many places in Europa and had visited many ancient sites like castles.

Gurgle!

Lin Baici’s stomach rumbled.

The feeling of hunger arose, but it wasn’t strong.

"Which direction are you planning to take?"

Kreiser inquired.

"This way!"

"Reason!"

"Sixth sense!"

"..."

Kreiser wanted to curse, stop using your sixth sense as an excuse, you’re clearly gifted with prediction-type Divine Grace.

"I’ll follow you this time, but next time it’s my call!"

Kreiser was cunning, clearly planning to follow Lin Baici, but still insisted on making a concession.

"You don’t have to follow me, go wherever you like!"

Lin Baici waved his hand: "Please!"

"FUCK!"

Kreiser squinted his eyes, don’t be fooled by this youngster’s age, he’s not easy to deal with. Then he ordered the little cheeky: "What are you all standing around for? Go scout ahead!"

The castle exploration officially started.

The corridor was long, with rooms on both sides, some were locked, some opened with a push.

"Should we pry open those locked rooms?"

Gulis suggested.

Doing so might be dangerous, but she wasn’t the one taking the risk anyway.

Kreiser pointed again: "You, go open that door!"

The person called was from Lion City, though extremely reluctant, he didn’t dare refuse.

He hesitantly approached the door, holding the doorknob, just as he tried to open it, a bang suddenly sounded from behind.