That statue is the anchor point.
"Destroying the statue is the only way to close the portal."
Thousand Faces transmits critical information within Local Area Network.
The Dharma King immediately replied, "Understood."
"Later, the brothers will use their heads to promote you to a higher rank."
"Legendary Preacher, are you ready?"
Thousand Faces sighed deeply in the Local Area Network: "I really can't bear it."
"Let me state upfront, this was all Qin Dog's idea."
Before the operation even began, Thousand Faces carried out a righteous act of dismemberment.
After the Wandering Corpse stepped through the portal, they did not immediately attack the Holy Temple Army and warriors in the distance.
Instead, they lingered around the portal, guarding it and waiting for the evil god's power to be projected.
The blonde woman, surrounded by enemies, spotted the portal and the released Wandering Corpse in the distance.
It's hard not to notice.
That door was incredibly tall, and it was still getting bigger.
"The aura of an evil god."
The blonde, mature woman frowned.
Before the high priest could even finish dealing with this, the evil god was projecting his power from behind.
The Holy Temple Army were caught in the middle, in an extremely awkward position.
Once the evil god's minions have gathered and launched an attack, the Holy Temple Army, caught in a pincer movement, will be utterly powerless to turn the tide.
The area around the altar had been transformed into a vast ocean of flames, and Qin Ze and Daoist Miao were locked in a fierce battle.
The blonde woman also noticed that Daoist Miao was not in a good state, and although she wanted to help, she was powerless to do so.
Putting aside the Wandering Corpse blocking her way, even with her control over the Blazing Sun Fire, she wouldn't last long inside it.
That was no longer ordinary Blazing Sun Fire, but an enhanced version Fusion divine power.
However, to the blonde woman's surprise, Qin Ze was able to maneuver around Daoist Miao in the midst of it all.
"Is that... Divine Markings?"
At first, she didn't pay much attention to the golden Divine Markings on Qin Ze's body, until now.
However, in her memory, none of the four Pillar God had golden Divine Markings.
" He Fang exactly are you?" the blonde woman murmured to herself.
The number of Wandering Corpse lurking around the portal is increasing; they are wary of their surroundings, as if they are on guard against something.
The blonde woman was still wondering, but she soon found out the answer.
A large group of people wearing various beast-like masks charged towards the portal from the side.
It's them.
The blonde woman thought to herself, "He's like a persistent ghost."
But the person she used to despise the most has now become her only lifeline.
The clones had been digging graves in the cemetery, deliberately taking a long detour to reach the side.
The old man who was offering his sacrifice twitched violently at the sight. Where did all these people come from?
He glanced at the Thousand Faces standing in front of him out of the corner of his eye.
Very good, they didn't back down even when facing an enemy several times their size.
He's a promising talent.
The old man encouraged us, saying, "The longer you persevere, the more advantageous the situation will be for us."
"The Lord's puppets will increase over time."
Thousand Faces thumped his chest and vowed, "We will fight to the death!"
The Light Prayer, participating in such a large-scale team battle for the first time, were extremely excited.
He kept scattering Smiley Face Pollen at the charging clones.
"You've been enhanced, go deliver them!"
boom--
As is customary, the battle officially begins after the old guys from the Self-Destruct Squad explode.
" A Bing, quickly cast a healing aura on me! My head's only half gone, I think I can still be saved!"
"I'm from the Self-Destruct Squad, throw me! I want to fly high into the sky!"
"If I explode later, will you still be able to heal me?"
"Take this whirlwind shovel strike!"
Where did this shovel come from?
I found it on the way here.
"Glory belongs to our Troupe Leader, charge!"
"..."
The first line of defense built by the Wandering Corpse was instantly torn apart.
The Self-Destruct Squad, carrying Entropy Stone, led the way, bombarding everything in their path.
When combined with the Fire Movement Technique, the Entropy Stone explosion leaves behind a continuously burning flame at the blast site, further hindering the regeneration of the Wandering Corpse.
The subsequent clones immediately rushed into the opening created by the Self-Destruct Squad and seized the position.
The old man watched in horror. As Preacher who had traveled to so many worlds, he had never seen such a unique fighting style.
Are they truly unafraid of death?
The two sides barely clashed once before most of the Wandering Corpse collapsed.
The Circus's nearest vanguard team was less than twenty meters from the altar.
At that moment, Thousand Faces soared into the sky, crashing into the vanguard squad and wielding his cane.
A surge of black energy erupted from the staff, circled Thousand Faces once, and then exploded, instantly clearing the area with a violent shockwave.
The nearby regrouping Wandering Corpse quickly filled the gaps, temporarily stabilizing the battle line.
The old men in the Self-Destruct Squad at the rear were heartbroken upon seeing this and shouted in the Spirit Language:
"You wretched minions of the evil god, how dare you harm my son! Die!"
Instead of retreating, Thousand Faces advanced, brandishing his cane to launch a counter-charge.
With a swift movement of his staff, he smashed the heads of his clones one after another like watermelons, leaving them utterly helpless.
The two old guys from the Self-Destruct Squad detonated themselves several steps away from Thousand Faces. By the time the shockwave reached Thousand Faces's face, it was less powerful than a fart.
Thousand Faces smirked. "You guys, can't you at least make your acting a little more convincing!"
"I hadn't even touched you before you all self-destructed; even a blind man could see that."
The other clones chuckled on the Local Area Network, "Doesn't this just make you look powerful and influential?"
"A thought can kill."
With the combined efforts of Thousand Faces and his clones, the vanguard team was repelled in less than half a minute.
Upon seeing this, the old man inwardly exclaimed, "Great!"
Such fierce generals, if placed on the battlefield of the gods ten thousand years ago, would surely have created a legend.
Bang~ Bang~ Bang~
Giant Overlord, carrying an enormous bone club, slowly emerged from the gray mist, causing the earth to tremble gently in its wake.
The old man's eyes widened in surprise. " Strange Beast?!"
But he soon discovered that this was not a "pureblood" Strange Beast.
" Corruption by the Soul Orb of Strange Beast, it's amazing it's still alive."
He felt that none of his past ten thousand years had been as exciting as these ten minutes, during which he had witnessed all sorts of unbelievable things.
"You ant who disregards the gods, I hereby pronounce your sentence: Death!"
Thousand Faces ascend to the heavens in one step, fearlessly charging towards the Giant Overlord.
Without his protection, the subsequent clones charged forward once again.
The old man was pacing anxiously. "Brave but reckless!"
Thousand Faces only needs to hold the position and buy time; there's no need for them to launch an attack.
Moreover, the opponent was so big; he didn't look like someone to mess with.
The Giant Overlord's vertical pupil on its forehead opened, and a "death ray" shot down on Thousand Faces.
Amidst such a dense barrage of attacks, Thousand Faces, like a nimble little bird, always manages to dodge at crucial moments.
The Giant Overlord kept calling out points on the Local Area Network: "Left, left, a little bit to the right..."
In the blink of an eye, Thousand Faces had broken through to the Giant Overlord's front.
The Giant Overlord swung his club and brought it down with a "whoosh".
Thousand Faces didn't dodge; he punched the bone club, shattering the over thirty-meter-long club with a single blow.
"This punch is divine punishment I bestow upon you on behalf of my lord!"
From his superior position, Thousand Faces unleashed a dazzling punch.
The fist's energy blasted a Flesh and Blood, gaping wound through the Giant Overlord's chest, causing his massive body to stagger backward and fall into the thick gray fog.
The old man jolted, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets, and all he could think was, "Holy crap!"