Chapter 620: Chapter 177: Arrow Targets Moon Hook Mountain
The Ancient God of the Azure Moon couldn’t fathom why the Dice Bone Demon God would betray them!
Gods grow powerful from incense offerings; incense becomes their foundation. And the source of incense is the vast number of believers.
Thus, many a time, gods depend on faith, careful with every action for fear of the thoughts of their worshippers.
Now, with Liangzhu Country crusading against Thousand Peak Forest, both sides have become sworn enemies. Liangzhu Country aims to purge the demonic miasma for the nation, while Thousand Peak Forest strives to defend its homeland, safeguarding its freedom.
The believers of Thousand Peak Forest naturally abhor Liangzhu Country deeply.
The gods of Thousand Peak Forest should be the staunchest of protectors and the greatest adversaries of Liangzhu Country.
Yet, the Dice Bone Demon God actually betrayed and surrendered!
In secret, the Ancient God of the Azure Moon urgently questioned, “Dice Bone Demon God, what spell has bewitched you? Speak, and I shall find a solution for you.”
The Dice Bone Demon God sneered coldly but remained silent; instead, he continued to exert his power, making the Dice Bone Arena even more massive.
The arenas of both parties pressed against each other, their standstill allowing mutual infiltration. Two worlds, once clearly demarcated, blended into a brand-new arena.
In this arena, streaks of black and white light, laid out alternately like fences, crisscrossed the space.
The crescent moon, like a hook, still dominated the sky above.
But above everyone’s heads, a bone dice now suspended.
Enraged to the extreme, the Ancient God of the Azure Moon let out a roar, harnessing Divine Power to cast a vast expanse of moonlight.
The moonlight weaved into a barrage of arrows, almost blotting out the sky, engulfing the entire Red Flower Camp.
But mid-attack, atop the Ancient God of the Azure Moon, the dice spun and stopped on the number six.
In the eyes of the Dice Bone Demon God, the dice rolled a four.
The dice in his other eye socket was damaged and unable to cast.
His injuries from a previous battle lingered, not yet fully healed.
Above Ning Zhuo’s head, the dice rolled a five.
Red Flower Camp, in its entirety, rolled a two.
Two plus five plus four equals eleven, surpassing the number six.
Therefore, the arrow barrage of moonlight weakened, with the losing part’s power added to Red Flower Camp, Ning Zhuo, and the Dice Bone Demon God, transforming into defensive might.
Witnessing this, Mu Lan’s eyes gleamed sharply. She immediately transmitted her thoughts to Ning Zhuo, “Young Master Ning, the top priority is to form the Red Flower Battle Formation!”
“Understood.” Taking a deep breath, Ning Zhuo patted his Storage Waist Belt, releasing a large number of Mechanical Puppets again.
He led the Mechanical Puppets, charging towards Di Lu.
Ning Zhuo: “I will hold him off for now.”
Mu Lan seized the opportunity to retreat: “Be extremely careful!”
She dived into Red Flower Camp and immediately activated her maneuvers.
Military Art—The Essence of Speed!
Red Flower Camp tried once more to form the formation, and this time, with Mu Lan presiding, the speed of formation was nearly tenfold faster than before.
The Barbarian Cultivator Di Lu, wielding a crescent blade, charged at Red Flower Camp.
Ning Zhuo and Sun Lingtong covertly coordinated, controlling the Mechanical Puppets to intercept halfway.
As a Nascent Soul Level Cultivator, Di Lu was extraordinarily strong; his crescent blade whirled, emitting lethal radiance, slashing the Mechanical Puppets in twain.
He charged forth, unstoppable.
Along his path, no matter how Sun Ning and Lingtong manipulated them, the Mechanical Puppets were unable to halt his advance.
Di Lu quickly broke through the Mechanical Army, causing heavy losses all by himself.
With the extensive damage to his Mechanical Puppets, Ning Zhuo’s aura soared once again!
His eyes turned blood-red, filled with crimson, veins bulging at his forehead and neck, and blood began to ooze from the corners of his mouth.
“Little Zhuo, your physical reserves are limited, and with the Heroic Return Skill in effect, your body is nearing its breaking point!” Sun Lingtong, through her Lingtong, immediately detected the ominous sign.
Ning Zhuo nodded: “No choice, let’s give it a try.”
He cast Five Elements Magic.
Flames formed into a roaring tiger, which was then cleaved in two by the crescent blade.
Verdant vines intertwined, attempting to capture Di Lu, who lightly shook them off and slipped past.
Golden light burst forth, hundreds of needles directed at Di Lu. However, the Magic Treasures on his body shone, blocking all the Golden Needles.
Ning Zhuo then summoned Water Snakes, entangling Di Lu’s feet. Di Lu immediately adjusted his steps, crushing every Water Snake beneath his feet.
Earth Element—Sand Shackles Stone Lock!
Mana surged, transforming into a torrent of sand, ensnaring Di Lu.
Quickly, the sand clung to Di Lu’s body, hemming him in entirely, and rapidly solidified into stone locks.
The stone locks restrained Di Lu, managing to actually hold him.
Di Lu was taken aback.
Ning Zhuo’s first four Elements were at the peak of the Golden Core, and though formidable, they were within Di Lu’s expectations.
But the power of the last Earth Element Magic suddenly surged, transcending simple classifications and reaching the Nascent Soul Level!
How could this be?
Clearly, Ning Zhuo hadn’t called upon any additional Military Power.
Ning Zhuo’s forces were part of Red Flower Camp. With the camp currently forming its formation, it was unwise to expend significant Military Power, as it could greatly disrupt the formation process.
Moreover, Ning Zhuo had already reached the limit of physical enhancement, so even if he wanted to use more Military Power, the amount he could expend was quite limited.
The real reason was the Earth Element Spleen Temple!
Ning Zhuo’s improved Five Internal Organs Temple Spirit God Skill naturally wasn’t just for speeding up his Cultivation Level—it also bolstered his own abilities, significantly enhancing the power of his corresponding Element Magic.
Previously, he hadn’t needed to utilize this power.
But now, facing a Nascent Soul Level opponent like Di Lu alone, he had no choice but to exert his full strength.
Creak, creak.
Cracks began to form on the stone locks around Di Lu.
Ning Zhuo took a deep breath and cast the Sand Shackles Stone Lock technique once more to seal the cracks.
But despite his best efforts, the cracks on the stone locks continued to grow in number and size.