Battle of the Divine Pillar (3)

The Moth Emperor sensed it too, and so she continued to wear the smile she had failed to wear before, "It seems that although the Divine Pillar was not severed, the seal that suppressed our race has been broken."

Chapter 702 The Battle of the Divine Pillar (Part 3)

As the aura revived, one after another, Monster Race emerged from the base of the Divine Pillar, their faces filled with a mixture of bewilderment and ecstatic joy. They were like a group of prisoners sentenced to death, who had already mentally prepared themselves for the execution ground and even eaten their last meal, only to have their prison suddenly collapse due to an earthquake, and they were free.

"We're out?"

"Oh my god, look! It's the sun! I'm actually seeing the real sun! Could it be that I'm about to die and this is a hallucination?"

"It wasn't a hallucination, I saw it too, sob sob... I never thought I'd actually see the light of day again. I thought I'd just grow old and die in this seal."

After overcoming their initial confusion, these Monster Race danced and gesticulated wildly with joy, completely forgetting where they were. It wasn't until the Moth Emperor couldn't bear to watch any longer and snorted that they came to their senses.

"It's the World-Overturning Moth King! It seems the Moth King saved us."

"As expected of the King of Monsters, not only could he escape the seal, but he could also save us from our doom."

"Thank you Moth King, for saving our lives. From now on, our lives belong to you."

Hearing the chorus of thanks, the Moth Emperor finally felt a sense of accomplishment. With these subordinates, she and the Thunder King no longer needed to act in secret. They could choose a piece of land to rule as kings, or at the very least, they could become a mysterious organization like the Sky- Heaven-Defying Society.

With two powerful figures, herself and Thunder King, in charge, along with dozens of experts at the Demon General, others would have to consider whether they could withstand the losses before dealing with her.

However, less than a hundred Monster Race finally broke free of the seal, a number far from what the Moth Emperor remembered. She frowned and asked, "Why are there only you? Where are the other Monster Race?"

One of the ancient, decrepit Monster Race said, "Those whose cultivation is weaker than ours have already died of old age within the seal. Moth King had come to save us a hundred years later, we would probably be dead by now."

The Moth Emperor was at a loss for words. She had never expected such a situation. The dignified Monster Race was experiencing birth, aging, sickness, and death just like humans. Upon closer inspection, the Monster Race who had escaped their confinement were also radiating signs of old age and decay, already entering their twilight years. At first, she had thought that these guys had just escaped their confinement and were therefore in a weak state, but now, upon closer examination, she realized that there was a significant difference between the two.

However, upon further reflection, she realized that the Monster Race was not an immortal race. They were born from the distortion of the Principle of the present world. Theoretically, as long as they continued to create Anomalies phenomena and absorb the negative emotions of Human Race, they could live indefinitely. However, being suppressed in the Divine Pillar seal and unable to replenish their Power of Anomalies, it was normal for them to die of old age. Not every Monster Race possessed Secret Method to slow down the loss of lifespan like she did.

Very well, quality is more important than quantity in warfare. I have no intention of becoming an emperor like the human Human Race, so I don't need commoners under my command. What's important is the number of skilled warriors. The weak Monster Race would only be a burden if they came. The current situation is actually better.

"Please calm down, everyone. Don't think that everything is fine just because we've escaped. The current Sea Continent is no longer the era of warlords and the strong ruling over the land. Now, the Human Race has taken over Sea Continent. Our only chance of survival is to unite as one. Otherwise, have you ever heard the saying, 'Those Non-Self our kind will surely have different hearts'?"

The Monster Race has never been a cohesive one, and virtues like gratitude are a joke. The Moth Emperor felt it necessary to remind these guys to understand their situation, that only by following her could they survive, and to avoid all her hard work going to waste.

The Monster Race snapped out of their daze and immediately looked warily at Si Ming, the Black Armor General, and the Nether Lord.

"Speaking of which, there were obvious signs of a fight at the scene, so it seems these Human Race don't intend to let us out."

There are three people in front of me, and another one not far away. By the way, is this guy in full armor even human? Why can't I sense any sign of life in him?

"The Moth King is also injured. You've had a tough time. Leave the rest to us; we'll make them pay a hundredfold."

Upon hearing this, Nether Lord hurriedly said to Moth Emperor, "Oh dear, are you planning to discard me after using me?"

The Moth Emperor sneered, "Although abolishing the Eternal Barrier would benefit our race, my purpose in coming here was simply to break the seal and rescue my people, while your goal was to sever the Divine Pillar. Now that I have achieved my objective, what does it matter if you discard me after using me?"

She was annoyed by Nether Lord's previous slacking off. Although there was a Spirit Transformation wielding a bow and arrow watching from afar, she knew that if she didn't fight back, who knew what would happen? If they really fought to the death, she wouldn't say anything even if she lost.

The attitude of the Heaven-Defying Society is also questionable. For such an important matter as the destruction of the Divine Pillar, they only sent two experts. Does this clearly indicate they don't have faith in the operation? Or are they confident she wouldn't dare not go all out? Or perhaps they simply don't want to be associated with the Monster Race?

Since your reputations are already so tarnished, why pretend to be virtuous?

Si Ming was happy to watch the enemy fight amongst themselves. He stood aside without saying a word, taking advantage of the time to absorb Zero-Point Energy to restore his True Qi. Orthodox God pillar hadn't fallen yet, and the worst-case scenario hadn't occurred. His task was precisely to buy time.

Although the emergence of the Monster Race is bad, their numbers are too small to cause any real trouble. They are ultimately just a minor ailment and not worth worrying about. There are so many Evil Dao organizations in the world; one more or one less won't make a difference.

Feeling the hostility emanating from all around, Nether Lord smiled wryly and said, "Oh dear, even if you don't consider the present, you should at least think about the future. Having another ally is never a bad thing. Or are you confident that you can face the righteous forces led by the Mohist Knight Guard alone?"

Moth Emperor didn't really intend to turn against them; she just wanted to retaliate for their previous attitude. As Nether Lord said, the Monster Race was surrounded by enemies in the Sea Continent, and it was still necessary to bring in more organizations to share the pressure on the righteous path.

"Even if I were willing to help you, the Wheel of Time Sword is already destroyed. What will you use to sever the Divine Pillar?"

"Who told you not to prepare a second divine weapon?" Moth Emperor still harbored resentment over this matter.

Nether Lord said, "Although the divine weapon is gone, the Divine Pillar has already suffered severe damage. If it's just about widening the cracks, there's no need to use a top-tier divine weapon like the Wheel of Time Sword. Xuan Kai's 'Soaring Flood Dragon' is sufficient, but it requires time to prepare. I hope you can help me obtain it."

The Moth Emperor snorted, but did not refuse.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Si Ming realized that although he did not take any of these Monster Race seriously, as long as they cooperated with a master like the Moth Emperor, they would be enough to keep him occupied. He racked his brains to think of a way to buy time.

Just as the Moth Emperor was about to give the order, Si Ming suddenly shouted, "By the way, there's a question I'd really like to know the answer to: who was it that suppressed you under the Divine Pillar? Did anyone see what that person looked like?"

Moth Emperor paused for a moment, a thoughtful expression on her face. Then, Nether Lord also subtly expressed interest. "I'd like to know the answer to that question too. The creator of the Eternal Barrier has always been a mystery throughout history."

The various Monster Race looked at each other, asking questions, but none of them could answer.

"Who knows? Back then, I was with my lover, riding in a carriage, eating hotpot, singing songs, when suddenly we were suppressed. I didn't even see who did it. Where the hell can I go to seek justice?!"

"I was suppressed while I was sleeping, and as a result, I had nightmares for hundreds of years. When I woke up, this was now. It's really strange that such a disaster would happen to me when I was just sitting at home. It's too much."

"Yeah, yeah, I haven't done anything heinous. At most, I created illusions that scared a few hundred people to death. Why have I been suppressed for so many years?"

The crowd was abuzz with speculation, with no consensus. Some said they had seen the figure but hadn't had a chance to see its face clearly, while others said they had seen its face but couldn't remember it.

Nether Lord saw through Si Ming's intentions and said with a grin, "If you want to stall for time and wait for reinforcements, you don't need to. Your companions aren't coming."

"How so?" Si Ming seized every opportunity to stall for time.

"You'll understand once you turn around and look."

With his spiritual sense locked on, Si Ming wasn't afraid of the other party playing tricks like "Look, there's a pig flying in the sky." He turned his head and saw a giant centipede emerging from the ground in the distance. Its long body shot into the air, like a rainbow bridge. A beautiful figure leaped across its body, occasionally unleashing Sword Qi, but it was blocked by the hard shell. It was Murong Qing.

Besides, several strong Yao Qi could be felt, indicating that several Demon Marshal had also arrived and were engaged in fierce battle with Ling Huanxi and the others. From afar, one could see the strange phenomena of heaven and earth produced when their ultimate moves were activated, as well as the strong fluctuations of primordial Primal Qi.

Si Ming asked in surprise, "I thought it was only Demon Beast, but I didn't expect Demon General to come too. Has the Demon Race completely abandoned the front lines?"