Libra suddenly feel a chill run down their spines, as if they've been targeted by some great terror.
He turned his head and met Qin Ze's gaze; it was the look of a hunter.
Libra gritted their teeth, suppressing the urge to flee the scene.
He glanced down at Aquarius.
The ritual to invoke the gods is at a crucial stage, and he cannot leave yet.
Fortunately, there was a battlefield between Qin Ze and him.
It's not so easy for Qin Ze to kill him now.
However, as the spirits fell one by one, the distance between Qin Ze and Libra was gradually closing.
The spirits were forced into retreat, but the clones became increasingly excited as they fought.
"Too easy, not challenging at all."
"We are the champions!"
"The boss is behind us! Throw me over there!"
"Behold, justice descends from the heavens!"
"..."
Several old guys from the Self-Destruct Squad crashed into Libra's head one after another.
The streaks of blue pulses knocked him off balance.
Seeing that there were very few spirits left around him, the Self-Destruct Squad kept exploding around him.
After a moment of internal struggle, Libra decisively made a decision that went against their ancestors' wishes.
"I can't take it anymore, goodbye!"
After informing Aquarius below, Libra turned and ran without hesitation.
At this moment, the spiritual blade in Qin Ze's Spiritual Sea of Consciousness was fully formed, and it flew out of the sea of consciousness with a whoosh, heading straight for Libra's lower back.
The blade emanated an extremely powerful mental attack, affecting all the spirits along its path.
The Spirit Walker's clones were somewhat better, but those chaotic spirits shattered at the slightest touch.
The clones grumbled, "When are you going to turn off friend-damage? It's so annoying!"
Ripples of space appeared in front of Libra, and a piercing Sonic Boom sounded behind him.
In the past, he wouldn't have paid any attention to this attack.
But for him, who has already fallen to such a low point, this is undoubtedly fatal.
Libra released several spirits as human shields, while simultaneously conjuring a short sword.
Before the spirits could react, they were instantly pierced by the spiritual blade.
The short sword released a powerful mental fluctuation, heading straight for the blade.
The moment the two blades collided, the short sword shattered instantly.
Although it only bought a few seconds, the spatial ripples had stabilized.
The Libra jumped in without looking back.
The Spirit Blade seemed to be on autopilot, plunging headlong into the attack.
Just before the spatial ripples disappeared, a cry of pain from Libra echoed from within.
"Holy crap! My kidneys!"
Qin Ze's sword strike hit the vital point squarely.
Although Libra didn't die, it will be difficult for him to recover from his injuries and return to his original state.
The battle in the sky is over; only the eldest brother remains, still howling and barking.
As fate lifted him by the scruff of his neck, the eldest brother stopped barking and only whimpered.
"Yay! Our Spirit Walker group has its own Big Black now!"
"But I still want Big Black."
"Anyway, Big Black does nothing but sleep and eat all day. If it becomes Spirit Walker, we can save some food."
"Agree."
"I'll go back and quietly kill Big Black, hehehehe..."
The Spirit Walker's clone, carrying his resigned and do-nothing older brother, returned to Miss Sword Case's dream.
Aquarius was furious when Libra ran away.
"Not a single one of them is reliable!"
The ritual to invoke the gods is drawing to a close.
Aquarius was constantly monitoring Qin Ze's movements above.
To her surprise, Qin Ze simply watched silently with interest, seemingly having no intention of stopping him.
Seeing the other party's arrogance, Aquarius sneered, "They're courting death."
The faith she had previously collected was barely enough for one invocation ceremony.
As long as divine power descends and these troublemakers from the Circus are dealt with, she can continue to reap the Sea of Glaze.
Although the profit wasn't much, overall we didn't lose money.
An ice blade was planted in the ground in front of Aquarius.
Dozens of thin lines of blood flowed from the wound on the spine, all of which poured into the ice blade.
The ice blade was gradually turning crimson from top to bottom, like a materialized progress bar.
Seeing this, Qin Ze couldn't help but sigh, "Indeed, this world is a giant progress bar."
Once the ice blade turned completely blood red, the staff embedded within it emitted a dark green light.
Within the light, a spatial portal appeared and disappeared, and a faint gray mist began to emerge from it.
Qin Ze's eyes lit up. "That's right, it's that familiar taste."
After a moment, the space gate, tens of meters high, stabilized, and a large amount of gray fog enveloped the entire wedding venue.
Aquarius knelt devoutly on one knee. "This world has discovered unruly and evil god's subordinates. I beseech the Lord to help me clear away all obstacles."
One after another, the Wandering Corpse crossed the spatial portal and lingered around, as if waiting for some great arrival.
At the same time, Thousand Faces also completed the ritual of inviting the gods.
On the makeshift altar, a tiny Niuniu statue, no bigger than a palm, opened a 100-meter-high spatial portal.
The legendary Preacher stood before the door, leaning on his cane, tears streaming down his face, crying out, "Lord, I am suffering so much!"
A faint voice came from the doorway. "What is it?"
With tears streaming down his face, Thousand Faces said, "I've found a world suitable for preaching, and here I've encountered that scoundrel god who can purify fanatics."
"Not only that, I also discovered an ant that stole the legacy of the God of Death."
"His Preacher are also preaching here, and they're even colluding with that god."
"I almost died trying to protect my lord's reputation."
The squeaky wheel gets the grease; Thousand Faces exaggerated his own misery to the extreme.
Bull Head flew into a rage. "Being a thief is one thing, but to associate with those scoundrels is quite another!"
"You did a great job, you truly are my most loyal child."
Thousand Faces immediately straightened his back and shouted, "Loyalty!"
A denser gray fog was released from the Bull Head's head portal, merging with the fog at the wedding venue, making the area even more pitch black.
The Wandering Corpse continued to be released, and their numbers grew larger and larger around Thousand Faces.
They roared towards another portal, having already detected each other's presence.
Aquarius frowned as he gazed at the enormous, open portal in the Thousand Faces. "He's summoned a god too."
However, Aquarius wasn't flustered; she believed her master was invincible.
Both sides were rapidly deploying their Wandering Corpse, creating a small Tide near the portal.
Before their respective lords had even arrived, the restless Wandering Corpse had already charged at each other, beginning their first round of combat.
At this moment, Aquarius vaguely sensed something was amiss, but what exactly was wrong?
Outside the palace, the Queen herself led her knights in a state of high alert.
Facing that enormous portal, she couldn't help but feel incredibly small.
That was a power that the entire world could not contend with.
If those strangers weren't there, the Queen could hardly imagine the fate of the Sea of Glaze.
Boom boom boom boom--
A barrage of artillery fire suddenly erupted amidst the horde of Bull Head's Wandering Corpse.
Immediately afterwards, a sailing warship broke through from the sea.
The Captain stood on the deck and shouted, "The Chairman is the true God! Everyone, follow me to destroy the heretics!"