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Hearing Lingxi's words, Gu Xi finally let out a breath of relief.
When trouble had struck in the void, what Gu Xi had worried about most was the situation over at Genesis Bridge.
At the time, Gu Xi had been hiding inside the Hall of Gods. He had been completely unable to leave, with no way to contact the outside, and he had not even known how far things had progressed out there.
He had been terrified that while he was absent, with the other Red Equipment not yet in position, Genesis Bridge would be destroyed by the Celestial Race—or seized by them.
Now that he had heard this news, Gu Xi could finally feel a good deal more at ease.
At that moment, Gu Xi simply sat down on the ground. He wanted to laugh, yet had no idea what there was to laugh about.
Just then, Gu Xi heard a rustling sound coming from nearby.
Gu Xi did not even turn his head. The Chief of the Goddesses behind him merely shifted position, and he was able to see what was happening behind him.
At some point behind Gu Xi, an anthill had appeared and was steadily growing taller.
Large numbers of ordinary-sized green ants were pouring out from within the anthill.
The sight made Gu Xi involuntarily think of the strange phenomenon he had seen earlier when the sun had been in this position.
He quickly stood up, his body even rising a little off the ground. At the same time, he gripped the Illusion Magic Staff tightly in his hand, while the gates of Death City behind him flickered in and out of sight, ready to deploy his troops at any moment.
"Don't be nervous. I