Old friends reunited
A dry gust of wind blew in, grains of yellow sand slapping against his cheeks, some of the grit entering his nostrils with each breath, waking the man who was enjoying a long sleep.
"Cough cough... No, don't kill me!"
He was jolted awake by the choking sand, but the first thing he said upon opening his eyes was to beg for mercy. Like a dog that had encountered a lion, he buried his head in the yellow sand, and it took him a while to realize that he was no longer in the same environment as the battlefield.
Like a cat moving to a new house, it raised its head somewhat fearfully and looked around. Then, as if belatedly realizing something, it mustered its strength.
"In the Forty-Five Heavens, am I still alive, or have I been reborn into a new world just like I died the first time?"
This man was none other than the Thirteenth Grand Protector. He scratched his head, as if recalling the memory of what had just happened: he had been killed by Bai Mo, and then he opened his eyes to find himself in a field of yellow sand.
Looking at the strength within him, as if he had survived a catastrophe, he sat on the sand, holding his head, muttering to himself:
"Damn it, I failed again. But I'm so lucky, I've arrived in a new world. Good, very good. Bai Wunan, and that Bai Mo, you just wait!"
We, the Thirteenth Grand Protector, will repay you a thousandfold for the humiliation we have suffered!
Just as the Thirteenth Grand Protector were trying to encourage themselves with some words and dispel the depression in their bodies and the new, unbearable memories in their minds, a familiar voice came from afar.
"Unfortunately, Bai Lubao, you won't have that chance."
The Thirteenth Grand Protector felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, but a nameless fear surged into their hearts, and cold sweat poured down their backs!
It was as if his soul was intimately familiar with, and terrified of, the owner of that voice. Even though hundreds of years had blurred his memory, upon hearing that voice, the Thirteenth Grand Protector trembled like a sieve, just like a girl suffering from PTSD after being violently assaulted.
Completely unaware of the source of the sound, a figure gradually emerged from the sandstorm. The enormous shadow made the Thirteenth Grand Protector' hearts almost pound; at that moment, they were like weak prey targeted by a apex predator.
Gradually, the man finally arrived in front of the Thirteenth Grand Protector. His eyes widened as if he had been punched in the back of the head, and his eyeballs were about to pop out.
"K... Kebao?!"
As the sandstorm subsided, the true form of the figure was fully revealed—it was none other than the War God Ke Bao.
If we're talking about the most memorable acquaintances, Kebao in front of me is undoubtedly one of the closest. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the two of us have a blood feud.
After the Thirteenth Grand Protector were captured alive, Bai Wunan used the Demon God Cells to make them difficult to kill and allow them to quickly Cellular Regeneration, causing them to be constantly killed by the Daichi God.
Nearly 150 kills in total, and Kebao accounted for more than half of them.
What made the Thirteenth Grand Protector even more desperate was that the Kebao in front of them possessed the terrifying strength of the ninety-ninth level of the Heavenly Realm, while they themselves were only at the forty-fifth level. The vast difference in strength filled them with despair.
Without hesitation, he pressed his face tightly against the scorching sand and said in a low, humble voice:
"War God Ke Bao, I remember you said that day that you had killed enough. Since that's the case,... can we consider our grudges settled?"
"Settle things even? Don't misunderstand, Bai Lubao. We will always be mortal enemies. It's just that your pathetic appearance that day made me really lose interest in continuing to kill you."
But now, seeing you still as cold-blooded and despicable as ever, I realize you haven't changed at all. Hey, Lu Bao, you've rekindled my interest in you."
Seeing this, the Thirteenth Grand Protector did not hesitate to strike their own necks with a palm strike. At this moment, they would rather die than fall into Kebao's hands again.
With a single stroke, the Thirteenth Grand Protector ' heads fell to the ground with smiles, but soon, a strange force reattached their heads.
"No way? Not again?!"
The Thirteenth Grand Protector let out desperate cries, Kebao coldly laughed:
"You've noticed it too, haven't you? This place is different from the normal world. This is my space, and you are a soul. Right now, even if you wanted to commit suicide, you couldn't."
Come on, let's catch up.
As the Kebao's fists cracked, a pig-like scream echoed through the air, seemingly drowning out even the sound of the sandstorm.
Outside, Bai Mo let out a deep breath. The battle was finally over. Looking at the [Nega Genesis] Reality Marble around him, he frowned.
The Thirteenth Grand Protector have been dealt with, but [Nega Genesis] is still in operation. Moreover, the magnetic field toxins released by the Heaven and Earth Demon God are spreading throughout Mesopotamia, and many of these toxins are even viruses that have been reborn within this Reality Marble through the evolution of [Nega Genesis].
Although after being evolved, only a very few of these Bai Mo, they must still be avoided.
There's a lot of trouble here.
Just as Bai Mo was agonizing over this, all three of them were incredibly quiet in the sky. Arcueid was eerily quiet, her gaze seemingly peeking at her favorite figurine from below.
"Wow wow wow..." Ereshkigal's cheeks were as red as a ripe apple, and she pressed her hands to her face, but there was a slit left where her eyes should have been.
On the other side, Ishtar was much bolder. She sat cross-legged on Maanna, her thumb and forefinger tracing her perfect chin, her scarlet tongue lightly brushing against her pink lips, and she chuckled softly:
"His shoulder blades and waistline are perfectly sculpted, and his muscles are full of power. He seems ready to be offered as a sacrifice to the goddess in a temple without any adornment."
But for me, just adding some jewelry would make it perfect; I'd like to put it on the dining table.
Arcueid, meanwhile, produced a crystal from somewhere and meticulously imprinted it onto the image. Her red eyes gleamed with a sinister light, as if Bloodsucking Impulse had erupted within her; her breathing was rapid, and the sound of her swallowing could be heard from time to time.
At this moment, Bai Mo stood in [Nega Genesis]. Although he was completely immune, the clothes he wore were not from outside the realm. Moreover, after the battle just now, they had completely vanished.
Now, his lean physique is on full display, standing out conspicuously in the black and white [Nega Genesis].
Bai Mo suddenly felt a chill, as if he had been targeted by some ferocious beast that would devour people without spitting out bones, which pulled him out of his thoughts.
"It's surprisingly cold inside this Reality Marble."
He waved his hand, using the surrounding blood mist to create a robe.
At this moment, Arcueid seemed to belatedly realize something, and with lightning speed, she aimed her hands directly at the eyes of the two goddesses behind her, striking Ereshkigal, who had been half-covering her eyes, and Ishtar, who looked like an artist browsing an art exhibition.
"It hurts!"
What are you doing?!
Arcueid glanced at the two of them, a cold glint flashing in her eyes. Then, she slowly put the crystal away, a cold and wicked smile appearing on her face.
"What a blunder! I didn't even notice you. Oh well, considering we once fought side by side, I'll just erase your memories."
Ishtar retorted, "What's wrong? It's just looking at his body. You're being too extreme. I was just admiring him. You want to erase his memory like that? You might as well just take him back to his hometown and never let him appear in front of women again."
For Ishtar, this level of attire was nothing, considering that her clothing was, in some ways, even worse than being completely naked.
Upon hearing Ishtar's rebuttal, Arcueid merely narrowed her eyes and remained silent, seemingly acknowledging Ishtar's words.
True Ancestor's beautiful face was even more radiant with a sweet smile that could make one's heart flutter, and she reached out with both hands towards the heads of the two goddesses.