Chapter 390-1: War of Top Demigods, Soul Secret Beginning of the Holy Spirit (1)
Chapter 390-1: War of Top Demigods, Soul Secret Beginning of the Holy Spirit (1)
“If I do not help you, how much longer can you hold on?”
Cain asked this as if already certain that, even if he still had trump cards, he was absolutely no match for Solomon.
If it were any other time, Vishnu would never admit he was inferior to another Disciple, but if he did not tell the truth right now, would that not mean he really thought his own life was too long?
If the one coming to his aid were Amos instead, Vishnu would have hung up the call without hesitation, because he knew very clearly exactly how capable Amos was.
Rather than dividing his attention to deal with Amos, it would be better to focus all his strength on facing Solomon so he could hold out a little longer.
But Cain… the one standing behind Cain was the Master.
“I can at most stall for another half hour.”
“Not bad. Now tell me in full detail the characteristics and skills of your Shell and Solomon’s Shell. Do not leave out anything, including your trump-card killing moves.”
When Vishnu heard the voice from the receiver, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
The Master was definitely secretly supporting Cain. He had always been hiding his strength; his true power was at least at the level of a middle-tier Disciple.All middle-tier Disciples had died without a single one remaining, and the fact that Cain had been able to smoothly cross the middle-tier region and come to the upper-tier region was the best proof of this.
If Cain truly wanted to help him, it might really be possible to defeat Solomon.
Moreover, Cain and Amos were both in the lower-tier region, and there could originally be only one victor. The two of them would inevitably fight to the death.
Yet Cain would rather cross regions to fight a high-level enemy, cut a bloody path out from the battlefield of the middle-tier Disciples, and still leave Amos alive so that Amos could become the victor of the lower-tier region.
This was enough to show that Cain was not an ungrateful wolf at all. This kid had genuinely come to support him with sincere intentions.
Otherwise, how could Amos still be alive now?
Once he and Cain joined forces to defeat Solomon, he would be the sole victor among the upper-tier Disciples, while Cain and Amos would respectively become the victors of the middle-tier and lower-tier regions.
“This kid… looks cunning and sly on the surface, but in reality he has a pure heart?”
“Can the organization even cultivate such a person? How strange.”
Suspicion rose in Vishnu’s heart, but he still immediately told Cain the Shell information of both sides using the briefest, fastest words.
However, when it came to his trump-card moves, he naturally held back. He did not completely reveal the truth.
No matter how trustworthy someone was, in the end they were still someone else. Vishnu had risen step by step from a bottom-dweller of the New World to become the Third Disciple; he had no idea how many corpses he had stepped on to get to this point.
He understood all too well that, apart from the weapon in his own hand, there was not a single person he could trust completely.
The moment you stake all your chips and pin your hopes on someone else is the moment your own death arrives.
On the other end, Lin Xun listened to the Shell intel of both parties and could not help secretly clicking his tongue.
A veteran Disciple, a top demigod armed to the teeth, truly was terrifyingly powerful to a degree beyond imagination.
Judging from the intel Vishnu had revealed, if Lin Xun were to face Solomon alone, it would absolutely be a situation with no chance of survival.
“First help Vishnu deal with Solomon’s two attendants… No. My greatest advantage right now is that they are exposed while I am hidden. Solomon is unaware of my participation.”
“If I take out the two attendants first, I will expose myself and lose my greatest advantage. Solomon might very well disregard everything else and eliminate me, this unstable factor, first.”
“I either do not make a move, or if I do, I must unleash a fatal strike. At the very least I must grievously wound Solomon, only then will it be possible to join with Vishnu and cut down the First Disciple.”
Having thought this through, Lin Xun immediately said, “Vishnu, I do not care what method you use, you must kill Solomon’s two attendants as fast as possible.”
“I am heading to the battlefield now. If when I arrive you have not dealt with the two attendants yet… that means that even if we join forces, we still cannot defeat Solomon.”
“I will immediately turn around and go back to the middle-tier region. I will not knowingly throw away my life to support you.”
Vishnu secretly clenched his teeth and forced out a hoarse reply from his throat.
“And after I help you get rid of Solomon, I will return to the middle-tier region and use the Resting Page to leave, but all the territories of the upper-tier Disciples will belong to me.”
“Do you understand?”
These words from Cain sounded rather blunt, but instead dispelled more than half of the doubt in Vishnu’s heart.
Vishnu naturally did not believe there was anyone in the New World so foolish as to sacrifice themselves for others. The more Cain revealed his own ambitions, the more at ease Vishnu felt.
Otherwise, if Cain truly helped him regardless of the cost, he would instead suspect that Cain was hiding some unreliable purpose.
“Fine, it is a deal.”
A ferocious light flashed in Vishnu’s eyes. He deliberately acted as if he had weighed the pros and cons for a long time before replying.
Lin Xun sneered inwardly and rushed toward the battlefield at full speed.
Vishnu certainly did not know that, once Lin Xun had left the middle-tier region, the Resting Page on that island had already vanished without a trace.
His entry into the battlefield of the upper-tier region meant he was formally taking part in the struggle among the upper-tier Disciples.
Unless the upper-tier region produced a single victor, no one would be able to leave this chapter alive.
Lin Xun naturally had his reasons for daring to come here. In the worst case, if he found the enemy could not be defeated, he would wait until Vishnu and Solomon decided life and death, then use Touch of Pleasure to instantly kill the lone surviving enemy.
If he handled it properly, what he would gain would not just be the throne of the First Disciple.
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[…]
[A strong sense of danger surges up from behind you. You know you cannot evade it, so you abruptly halt your frenzied escape, turn around, plant both hands on your tower shield, and use all your strength to block the lethal strike coming from your rear.]
[The halberd clashes with the giant shield, bursting out in a blinding flash.]
[A thunderous boom shakes the air…]
[Violent power explodes. A raging shockwave sweeps across the ground, toppling and snapping countless trees all around as if a hurricane had been stirred up over the sea.]
[You only feel your vision go black and a sweetness rise in your throat as that irresistible force flings you away…]
[You bite the tip of your tongue hard, snapping yourself awake from the dizziness of being sent flying, then brace your body and climb up from the massive crater.]
[The Rock Dragonhorn Tower Shield in your hands is now covered in cracks and has entered a state of severe damage.]
[In the distance, a tall, thin figure is walking toward you step by step. In the hands of First Disciple Solomon, the golden halberd has already shattered inch by inch into a spread of golden fragments on the ground.]
[He does not care, simply allowing the fragments of his weapon to turn into points of starlight and vanish.]
[Suddenly, a beam of holy golden light descends from the sky. A naked, breathtakingly beautiful angel kneels on one knee and presents a pair of golden swords with both hands.]
[First Disciple Solomon takes the golden twin swords and, ignoring the angel as it slowly fades away, continues walking toward you one step at a time.]
[That seemingly slow pace is actually extremely fast, so much so that he leaves his two attendants far behind…]
By this time, Vishnu had long since put away his weapon and even completely abandoned attacking, switching instead to gripping his tower shield with both hands to radically boost his defense so he could hold out a little longer.
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