Chapter 2044: A Special Self-Introduction

Chapter 2044: A Special Self-Introduction

“Me?” The male True Demon faltered upon hearing this before drinking a large mouthful of wine from the gourd on his back and chortling with mirth. “Hahaha… Heavenly Disciple An Lin, you hold me in far too high regard!”

This male True Demon was none other than the former top dog of the Demon Tribe, as well as Cyril’s heavenly disciple attendant, Demonic Emperor Si Yu.

“Then why did you come here? Aren’t you a trump card deployed here by Cyril to combat the paramount Heavenly Gods?” Demonic Emperor Si Yu’s cultivation base was at the Dao Integration Pinnacle Stage, and he possessed supreme heaven crushing true intent. As such, he assumed that this True Demon would be able to make a huge impact on the battlefield.

“Combat paramount Heavenly Gods?!” Demonic Emperor Si Yu was given a fright and shook his head vehemently. “If I were capable of that, I would be a heavenly disciple already! Why would I settle for being Cyril’s attendant?”

“Then why has Cyril sent you here?”

“Why? Of course it’s to keep an eye on the battlefield and fight a Heavenly God or two.”

Demonic Emperor Si Yu laughed heartily before gulping down a few more mouthfuls of wine from his massive gourd. His cheeks were quite flushed from drinking, and he appeared to be thoroughly enjoying himself.

However, An Lin was a little confused upon hearing this. He had thought that Demonic Emperor Si Yu was a secret weapon sent here by Cyril… Even though an ally with power comparable to a Heavenly God was very useful, he still couldn’t make a critical impact on the battle…

“If Xu Xiaolan and I were not here, how would you go about trying to win this battle?”

A thought suddenly occurred to An Lin; back when the Heaven Crushing Sect first devised their plan, An Lin had not joined them yet. As such, he really didn’t understand how they were planning to face such a fearsome Heavenly Human Tribe army.

“Win?” Demonic Emperor Si Yu’s crimson eyes scanned the suffocating oncoming army. “Why would we try to do that?”

An Lin’s pupils contracted upon hearing this, and he exclaimed in shock, “Don’t tell me… that you guys never planned on winning this battle!”

Demonic Emperor Si Yu was momentarily silent before nodding his head. “Not all battles must be won. The enemy is more powerful than us, so we had no choice but to make sacrifices. The Heaven Crushing Sect’s top priorities are to defend the Kingdom of the Nine States and the Land of Eternal Light…”

An Lin was trembling slightly in disbelief. “So the West Sea Alliance, Light Wing Clan, Buddhist Kingdom, Holy Martial Clan, and all other allied forces are mere cannon fodder in your plan?”

“Not cannon fodder; they’ll be known as heroes who tried to defend the continent,” Demonic Emperor Si Yu objected.

An Lin burst into laughter upon hearing this. He couldn’t accept this absurd notion of glorifying cannon fodder.

“Their battles will buy time for our Heaven Crushing Sect. You don’t understand how difficult it was for us to make the decision to sacrifice all of these allies. If victory were that easy to secure, then why would forces like the Creation Realm choose to side with the Heavenly Gods?

“In our plan, we were even prepared to sacrifice all of our brethren in the True Demon Tribe. We were very transparent to them and revealed everything, but they still chose to follow Cyril and me in our pursuit to crush the heavens. Do you know why that is?”

Demonic Emperor Si Yu sighed. “All of these sacrifices were planned in order to crush the heavens, so we can hold our destiny in our own hands! That is the only way out for the living beings on the Tai Chu Continent.”

He turned to An Lin with a smile. “Thankfully, you have since joined the Heaven Crushing Sect, so we can try to explore methods that would result in fewer sacrifices but still secure us victory in this war. Weaklings have no choice, but powerful beings can explore more courses of action.”

An Lin fell silent upon hearing this.

He was initially a little disgruntled after learning about the Heaven Crushing Sect’s plan. Sacrificing all of one’s friends and companions under the guise of saving the world left an unsavory taste in his mouth.

However, he knew that if the Heaven Crushing Sect wanted to succeed, this was the only path they could take.

“In any case, I’m here now, and I won’t allow all of that to happen!” An Lin looked on with a resolute expression at the army of two hundred million Heavenly Humans.

He felt very fortunate that he was no longer weak and that he possessed the power to protect his friends so that they wouldn’t have to die. As such, he had to make use of his power and make significant contributions to this war!

Boom boom boom!

The sky began to rumble.

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It was as if the wrath of the heavens was crashing down upon Yue Tong City.

Unfathomable pressure descended upon the united army, attempting to crush their resolve and battle intent.

It was also at this moment that loud rumbling began to erupt from within Yue Tong City.

Boom boom boom…

That was the sound of a battle drum being struck.

Each and every strike of the drum seemed to be able to boost morale among their allies.

The drummer was Martial Lord Zhan Xiong of the Holy Martial Clan, a Dao Integration Stage super mighty figure. He wielded the divine tool, Divine Golden Drumstick, and each strike of the drum was imbued with boundless divine dao power and heaven crushing true intent. This combination was able to keep the pressure of the heavens at bay, reinvigorating the troops.

After seeing that the pressure of the heavens had been rendered ineffective, ten extremely mighty beings within the Heavenly Human Tribe began to exude their supreme might. Their collective aura was terrifying to the extreme, as if ten Gods of Creation were venting their fury upon Yue Tong City at once.

The Heavenly God at the forefront of the group was a handsome man with green hair, and he smiled at the opposing army. “I am Wood of the five elements.”

A Heavenly God who was white on one side and black on the other also stepped forward, and his voice reverberated throughout heaven and earth as he said, “I am Yin Yang, the origin of all things.”

The united army living beings were dumbfounded. Why were they making self-introductions?

However, that was not the end.

An exquisitely beautiful Heavenly Goddess with the faces of countless beauties on her body also introduced herself, and it sounded as if over a hundred voices were speaking in unison, “I am Change, a being with countless forms.”

A golden figure that had once had the crap beaten out of him by An Lin also strode forward. “I am Temperature, able to incinerate or freeze all things.”

A sinister-looking Heavenly God with a crimson scythe hoisted on his shoulder said in a deep voice, “I am Slaughter, none shall escape me alive.”

A Heavenly God wielding a thin silver rapier chimed in, “I am Sword, able to sever all things.”

A Heavenly Goddess with a pair of golden wings continued, “I spread my wings and take to the heavens; Fei Huang is my name.”

A Heavenly Goddess with her eyes closed stroked the lute in her hands as she said in a heavenly voice, “I am Soundless, but my heart encompasses all sounds.”

An absurdly gorgeous Heavenly Goddess descended amid a downpour of flower petals with an intoxicating smile on her face. “I am Centaurea, please enlighten me.”

A Heavenly God with purple eyes that seemed to encompass countless stars said in a clipped tone, “I am Xing Ji.”

Soon, all ten Heavenly Gods had finished their self-introductions.

Everyone fell into silence.

An Lin and the others were all caught off guard by this turn of events.

Was this some sort of new battlefield protocol? Should they make self-introductions as well?

Just as he was thinking this, the Battling Buddha stepped forward in high spirits. He swung his Golden-Banded Staff viciously into the ground, causing the earth to tremor, and his voice rang out like thunder, “I am Goku, the one who will crush the heavens beneath his feet!”

The Battling Buddha’s self-introduction lifted everyone’s spirit.

All of the Heavenly Gods remained expressionless.

The Heavenly Wood God appraised the Battling Buddha with a cold expression, “We only made self-introductions as the Heavenly Life Goddess respects all life forms and wants all of you to know your killers. As for who you are, we’re not interested.”

The Battling Buddha: “…”

An Lin: “…”

Everyone: “…”

Holy f*ck! What a huge flex!

The Battling Buddha was trembling with rage.

“We hereby announce that you can all go die.”

“Accept the judgment of the heavens!”

The Heavenly Wood God swept a hand through the air, and the army of two hundred and thirty million swept toward Yue Tong City!

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