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"Power of Faith? Messenger? Coordinates?"
After cursing Presenelle, Zhang Xuezhou led Song Fengying away from the battle zone.
He held in his hand a medium of Essence Blood and spirit used in witchcraft, smeared on white photographic paper, and occasionally asked Song Fengying about it.
More than a thousand meters away, the ear-piercing sound of the impact and the fluttering of countless moths' wings sounded like the roar of a shipwreck, making people extremely uncomfortable.
A kilometer is a long distance, but for high- Sequence Holder and ferocious beasts, this is the normal range of movement for combat, and the combat zone is at least ten times larger.
This is an area that Zhang Xuezhou and his group will find difficult to escape in a short time, and even escaping to the military zone outside the city does not guarantee their safety.
After performing a brief incantation, Zhang Xuezhou began searching for a place where he could find cover.
He used his dust-avoiding spell to sweep through the dust and debris, barely managing to make out the road amidst the swirling dust and powder.
When Song Fengying mentioned some of the events of the past few days, Zhang Xuezhou paused and looked at the shrine of the Tuer people.
The path of cultivation in this world is clearly not limited to Gene Fighting Technique and realm techniques; wilderness cultivation is equally suitable for powerful beings.
Even those like Turcolando and Turcalando, cultivated through barren landforms, possess unique abilities that are difficult for others to replace.
However, Huang did not excavate everything; in fact, there was a great deal of waste, leaving the descendant to reap the benefits.
One person's strength is limited!
No matter how brilliant Huang was, or how he defied the odds to become a rare and exceptional cultivator, he never reached his limit.
Having sat within the Soul Jade for hundreds or even thousands of years, Huang still couldn't find a solution and could only wait for Yu's return.
Zhang Xuezhou should be grateful that he has never carried everything on his shoulders alone, especially after communicating with Ren Anran, he is very clear that he will have companions in the future.
Just like Gene Fighting Technique, the more participants there are, the more likely it is to break through the bottlenecks faced by individuals.
They may not be many in number, but they are only two major realms away from the limit of cultivation techniques, and they have followed the path that many predecessors have walked time and time again.
Zhang Xuezhou could even seek other realms of techniques as references, so he didn't need to start everything from scratch.
Furthermore, they also possess Mental Strengthening that aligns with the realm-building techniques.
Various factors led Zhang Xuezhou to believe that he would not repeat everything Huang had faced, but he undoubtedly needed to deal with the loose ends Huang had left behind.
"The power of faith must embody the devout Mental Psychic Power of the Turs; it must be a special kind of spiritual power, and it must also have something to which it is entrusted!"
Zhang Xuezhou was somewhat relieved that Presennel had learned about the local culture and used normal language to communicate with Song Fengying, making it easy for him to deduce relevant information.
"Even if Presenel dies, this object of sustenance needs to be destroyed, otherwise it will be sought after by other arrivals..."
"He also said he wanted to resurrect his 'my Lord,' and that he has 'my Lord,' but I don't understand 'my Lord.' Anyway, whatever he says goes!"
Zhang Xuezhou was preoccupied with the shrine that represented his beliefs and that he had to destroy. When he and Song Fengying found a wide and sturdy domed building, Zhang Xuezhou also heard some additional information from Song Fengying.
"'My Lord' should be Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon. This includes the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon he belongs to, and also the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon referring to me. Presenel is a subordinate of Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon, so where is the real Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon?"
Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but think of the cooled red crystal metal blocks that had been thrown out and exploded, as well as the explosive sword that Nagus had obtained, which made it difficult for him to make a judgment for the time being.
"Could that be the godhood that Ara mentioned?"
"But why was Huang able to discover the divine essence in his Divine Sense, but not in reality?"
"That's right, Huang has never truly seen a godhead, and this thing has changed its appearance!"
Numerous thoughts kept surfacing in Zhang Xuezhou's mind.
Almost every word Song Fengying said gave Zhang Xuezhou a variety of associations and judgments.
He wasn't sure if his judgment was correct, but compared to his past self, Zhang Xuezhou had undoubtedly guessed more.
He even wondered if he possessed a divine object like a red crystal metal block, and whether Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon resided within him.
If his divine nature could be removed, he would undoubtedly have a chance to escape the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon.
"Do you think these photos and videos we have are meaningful? Will people believe them? Won't they think it's some kind of disgusting horror movie? Mom's starting to lose confidence!"
Is there something wrong with me?
"The impact of that sinkhole incident seems to be continuing to affect us!"
"If we were also identified as monsters like Presennel, would we be bombarded with rocket launchers?"
"My mom just wants to control public opinion and try to clear our names so that no one can find fault with us!"
"These monsters were wiped out because they were incredibly destructive. We shouldn't end up like this, contributing to the economic development of the Scarlet Alliance State, should we?"
Song Fengying's constant chatter made Zhang Xuezhou equally wary.
He used to dislike the lack of transparency in information, but Zhang Xuezhou has now come to enjoy the benefits that transparency brings.
There are even people like Naggus.
Even though Naggs wreaked havoc in the British Alliance State, it did not prevent others from classifying Naggs as an outcast.
Human appearance is their best way to conceal themselves, and Nagos's success did indeed point Zhang Xuezhou in a direction.
Zhang Xuezhou cannot replicate Naggs, but he needs to move closer to Naggs' direction in order to avoid everything that Song Fengying is worried about, and even to guard against the problems that Naggs may bring.
In a short period of time, Zhang Xuezhou, like Song Fengying, was also subjected to the baptism of various information storms, and one solution after another emerged in his mind.
This allowed Zhang Xuezhou to have a clearer understanding of his own situation and to make better plans for the future.
"Scarlet Alliance State who doesn't want to become a member of the order of command is not a good Scarlet Alliance State!"
Zhang Xuezhou's ambitions shifted from seeking to infiltrate Western Capital City Western Capital City, to establishing a foothold there, to planning to become a member of the order of appointment, and finally to achieving the position once held by Zhou Xin and others.
For him, a bad era might be coming, but the Scarlet Alliance State also had an almost perfect environment.
The older generation has entered the twilight years of the mansion, while the new generation is struggling to maintain control and is even beginning to be plotted against by Naggus.
The emptiness of Western Capital City corresponds to the lower threshold for Zhang Xuezhou to continuously advance.
Naggs could also become his ally for a time.
Furthermore, Zhang Xuezhou has the possibility of the Turks becoming staunch allies in the Thousand Islands Alliance.
He may not seem to have any advantages, but in reality, he already has more advantages than many others.
Zhang Xuezhou even has the potential to temporarily mediate the conflict between the British Alliance State and the Scarlet Alliance State.
His gaze was fixed on the dusty field in the distance. If all the plans succeeded, he would have all sorts of convenient foreign assistance.
Considering all the possibilities, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but mutter incantations to the Essence Blood medium smeared on the white photographic paper, relying on the witchcraft techniques in "Honglie" to continuously Curse Presenel to misfortune.