Chapter 1060 - 335: I Bet on Divine Land to Win (Part 2)

As Ninth-Grades from the Blood Boiling Race and Steel Bone Race, they are clearly here to collect battle merits, not to risk their lives.

The Steel Battle Armor can be used by a Ninth-Grade, of course, due to limited Qi Blood, Mike’s Twice-Cooked Pork can only activate it for about an hour.

At that time, the Steel Battle Armor will become parts, returning to Mike’s Twice-Cooked Pork’s Void Space.

This one hour is the golden combat time.

And Bai Jinghao’s opponent is Qing Gai.

The pressure on her is immense.

Boom! Boom!

Boom! Boom!

At this moment, the armies of the Blood Boiling Race and Steel Bone Race, also came from afar, finally meeting up with the army of the Yangxiang Race.

Of course, Fei Tianhong and Gang Yue wouldn’t commit their entire forces.

They just brought half of their troops since Cang Ji promised plundering the human race, they could not resist coming.

If they win, they pillage and plunder.

If they lose, retreat at most, the Yangxiang Race is fronting, so why not?

The armies of both sides are like two different colored seawaters, maintaining a boundary for now, but everyone understands that in a few breaths it will be a dark bloodbath.

Although humanity is outnumbered by the alien coalition, they hold advantage with the Frost Vine Armor, effectively adding another layer of defense.

The alien defenses are a weak point.

Boom! Boom!

Boom!

Boom! Boom!

Subsequently, the Grandmaster-level forces of both sides flew into the sky, prepared for confrontation.

The difference in Grandmaster numbers isn’t large, Jing Niao City’s Grandmaster disadvantage was balanced by reinforcements from the Steel Bone Race and Blood Boiling Race.

The two races didn’t bring many Grandmasters, they were here for easy benefits, not willing to suffer severe losses.

This gave Divine Land a little opportunity.

"Clan Venerable, look at me! I’ve been bullied and lost rank, say something for me!"

Within the Grandmaster camp, City Lord Heiye was on the verge of tears.

He stared at Cang Ji, but couldn’t even get a chance to speak.

"Heiye, you a mere Seventh-Grade Martial Artist, are you planning to desert? Let me tell you, if you dare act recklessly, I’ll represent the Divine Elder and cut you down."

A former Deputy City Lord looked at Heiye, full of ridicule.

It was truly gratifying.

Hundreds of black page pills condensed, this thorn in the eye and flesh, his rank really did drop by one grade.

Very magical.

"Don’t push me too far, I’ll certainly tell the truth to the Clan Venerable."

Heiye gritted his teeth, his crimson pupils filled with bloodlust.

The hate in his heart couldn’t be washed away with words.

"Heiye, guess, will the Divine Elder let you use your life to protect the Demon Slaying Altar?

"City Lord Heiye sacrificed his life to protect the demonic instrument, your loyalty to the Clan Venerable is really like the sun and moon, I admire."

Another Deputy City Lord said mockingly in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Heiye abruptly raised his head.

He glanced at the two Eighth-Grades brought by Elder Qing Gai.

Indeed, those beasts were inexplicably staring at him.

Could it be?

They’re really going to sacrifice me?

This is outrageous.

Have I, Heiye, really fallen to this point?

Clan Venerable, at least look at me.

...

Outside Jing Niao City, there is a flat ground.

Here the elites of Jing Niao City gathered, martial artists densely packed together.

And the Grandmaster camp of Jing Niao City, also subtly hovered over this area, seemingly forming a defensive stance.

The Divine Land Martial Artist scrutinized the alien army, hoping to find the specific location of the Demon Slaying Altar, so they could focus their attack.

It can be predicted that the first batch of martial artists will certainly successfully descend on Divine Land because they are already standing on the teleportation platform, once activated, they will immediately arrive.

Of course, all cities in Divine Land are also prepared for defense.

Whether it is the Admiral’s Mansion of each city, or the Teacher Combat Institute affiliated with the Ministry of Education, they are all on high alert.

No one knows where these people will appear, according to Marshal Yuan Longhan’s analysis, perhaps the aliens themselves don’t know their destination.

They have only one mission, to rob as much as possible.

The most distressing is that Divine Land still has to deal with the collusion of Yangxiang Race traitors.

This war, every city will certainly have casualties.

Though called the war of Jing Niao City, it is equally the war of the Divine Land’s hinterland.

No one can relax.

Boom!

Suddenly, Cang Ji was enveloped in red flames, evaporating all the rain in the sky.

From afar, centered on Cang Ji, the sky seemed to ignite a giant fireball, like the sun falling, bone-chilling.

Meanwhile, on the ground, a red line began to spread.

Like a long snake emerging from its hole.

In the blink of an eye, the red line had encircled an area, forming a square field.

The martial artists enclosed in the red line all felt their hearts pounding wildly.

It began.

The Demon Slaying Altar finally activated, next they will descend into the interior of Earth.

Pillage and plunder, with all their might, trying to seize as many resources as possible.

Though they have the marking of Elder Qing Gai, able to return with a thought, if they return empty-handed, they will still face Jing Niao City’s punishment.

Entering Divine Land isn’t without risk, but the rewards are astounding.

Bear in mind, consuming Divine Land’s pills, resistance doesn’t exist, their training speed skyrockets.

Everyone has only one chance to teleport, wasting it is not allowed.

In 10 minutes, the first batch of martial artists will be forcibly teleported back.

And the martial artists outside the red circle of the Demon Slaying Altar are already itching for the second round of teleportation.