The Age of Heroic Spirits in the Eyes of the Reincarnated.

Chapter 155: After being a bastard for 800 years, I have become a bastard

Marijoa, in Pangu City.

Saint Satan hurriedly entered the small underground garden.

"Greetings to Lord Im."

Next to a big tree, the old man knelt on one knee.

Silky smooth without any sense of incongruity.

At the beginning, they had no information about Im and didn't know there was such a big boss.

It was not until Li Xia used Shinra Tensei to cleanse Mary Geoise that the sleeping person was awakened. And when they faced him directly, they opened the relevant memory blockade at the consciousness level of the Five Elders and knew that they had such a master of the "Void Throne" who was superior to the Five Elders.

"Why are you here if you're not out there fighting and driving away those clowns?"

The figure with a pair of sharp eagle eyes and wearing a slender crown asked calmly.

Saint Satan looked into the eyes of the eagle, and felt that his fierce eyes were like a younger brother. He immediately became more respectful and explained his purpose:

"Sir, can you use our secret treasure to destroy the enemy? There are too many enemies this time and they are too strong.

The Flying Pirates led by Golden Lion...

Kaido leads the Beast Pirates...

The Big Mom Pirates led by Charlotte Linlin...

The revolutionary army led by Dragon...

A hundred years ago, a small group of giant soldiers led by the Giant Pirates...

The death row inmates once held in Impel Down…

There is also Douglas Barrett, who once defeated the Red Count who was the previous Admiral of the Navy, Steel Bone Sora, Tesoro of the Golden City, and Bondivold who has the ability of the Multiplication Fruit...

There are also users of the natural Thunder Fruit ability and various tricky Devil Fruit abilities...

The key is the person behind the scenes who called on these people!
That person was so powerful that he defeated the strongest of the five of us, Nasujuro Sei, in a very short time! This caused a huge tilt in the balance of victory...

If this man is not eliminated, there will never be peace in my holy land!
With our individual strength alone, we are no longer able to turn the tide of the battle..."

Saint Satan said anxiously.

He was afraid.

It wasn't that the five of them weren't strong enough or didn't fight hard enough, but that the enemy was more fierce and tactical. What was even more weird was that the enemy seemed to know them very well, and could even target Nasujuro Sei's black knife.

It was supposed to be the five of them in the dark and the other party in the light; how come it became them in the light and the other party in the dark?
It seems that the five of them are the trial-takers, and that guy is even more of a defender than the defenders!
Fucked!

If we don't use our trump card now, it will probably be too late!

"Have you identified the guy behind the scenes?"

Under the big tree in the small garden, Im asked, resting his face on his right hand.

After 800 years of silence, he had actually lost interest in the dull life day after day; suddenly there was such a provocation in his life that could threaten his regime. For some reason, although he was unhappy, he also felt the long-lost excitement.

Saint Satan below shook his head:
"That person hid too well, and the battlefield was too chaotic, with sounds of fighting everywhere. Both Peter Saint and I couldn't lock onto that person with our Observation Haki."

"How can we use the power of the secret treasure to kill it without locking it? Can we wipe out the entire holy land from this world?"

Im asked back.

"Ah this..."

Saint Satan opened his mouth.

He really wanted to say: Sure, it would be best if we erase them all together.

But due to my current status, I cannot say this.

Otherwise, the guy above would have lifted him up first.

"Satan, my intuition tells me that if I deliberately seek out that person and fight him, I might be the one who loses. He has a spatial ability that I have never seen before. He seems to know of my existence and has always been on guard against me, so he has been hiding from me... The people who are now out in the open are just pawns he uses to test my abilities and strength. There is no point in killing as many of them as possible."

Im stretched out his hand into the air, as if trying to catch something, but caught nothing.

"how is this possible?"

The old man was shocked.

His expression was uncertain for a while:

'That's impossible. They, the maintainers, were also selected by the Five Elders to have the opportunity to know the existence of the Lord of the Void Throne!

How does the trial-taker know that?
Could it be that the guy did it twice, three times, or even four or five times?
And it just so happened that he had once tried to explore the holy land of Marijoa, and used the mechanism that allowed him to return to the real world at any time after completing the third main mission, and cleverly avoided the murderous attempts of the Five Elders and Im?
And coincidentally, he has retained this related memory?'

If so, everything makes sense.

Because focusing on exploring one or two trial copies with good potential and constantly discovering the hidden benefits therein is one of the real shortcuts for trial-takers to grow quickly!

Constantly changing dungeons, or specifically choosing simple trial dungeons with no potential, is a waste of trial opportunities!

This is something they only understood after they were replicated as maintainers after the main body fell and had many maintenance experiences.

"No wonder this trialist is so familiar with this trial copy. No wonder he can easily win over and even command powerful indigenous warriors such as Shiki, Kaido, Charlotte Linlin, and Dragon. No wonder I always feel that he knows more than us maintainers! No wonder the secret realm would recruit five senior maintainers to target him!
Damn it, we should have realized that!"

Saint Satan cursed inwardly.

We were too arrogant before.

They believe that if their own subjects have not done it during their lifetime, no one else can do it.

Facts have proved that their former subject was indeed a genius, but there is always someone better than you.

There is no most talented person in this world, only more evil ones.

"Then... Lord Yimu, are we just going to leave it alone? If the outside forces are exhausted, you will also..." "Temporarily evacuate Marijoa."

"what?"

This person wants to escape?
"You came to find me, in fact, you have made two plans, right? If I can kill that person, you will be relieved; if it is impossible, you can take me away. With your teleportation ability, no one can stop us in the world."

Yim stood up and left from under the big tree.

The faint light fell on him, giving him not warmth but bone-chilling cold.

Upon hearing this, Saint Satan immediately knocked his head to the ground:

"My subordinates dare not!"

His real thoughts were exactly as Im said: have two plans.

It would be best if Yimu took action to repel or even destroy the enemy. This king from 800 years ago was exposed, so what does it have to do with him as a defender? As a defender, he is only responsible for expelling or even killing the trialists to prevent them from gaining more benefits.

Of course, if things are impossible, then the best strategy is to run away. He can't risk his own life.

There was no way the trial-taker could catch up with him anyway.

The final result is nothing more than the other party making a lot of money and leaving this trial copy, while he was defeated and survived, and withdrew in disgrace. But at least he saved his life, right?
If the mission fails, the loss of entering this trial secret realm will be lost, and the corresponding price will be paid according to the trial progress of the trialer. (Saving Yim can greatly reduce his losses.)
But if someone dies in this copy, then everything will be over.

"Let's go."

"Huh? Really leaving?"

Saint Satan looked up in surprise.

This person can really let go.

But after thinking about it, I immediately understood.

A being who can live for 800 years and outlast all the dangerous people of this generation; by then, the king will return and make a comeback, won't this world still belong to him?
'It's a pity that you don't know the rules of the secret realm trial, otherwise you would definitely give it a try!'

The trial is over and the world is destroyed.

No matter whether you are Yim or Erm.

However, if one could kill an exceptionally outstanding trialist (or a maintainer who was carrying out a special mission), it would very likely trigger the secret realm's "expectations" for the natives of the virtual world, granting them opportunities, and thus hopefully becoming a transcendent...

Finally, from virtual to real!
He had heard of two such transcendents who walked out of the trial copy and went to the real world.

Because of those two, both trial copies were closed.

One is called Lelouch!

The other one is called Light Yagami!

They are all ruthless natives of the virtual world who play tricks on the trial-takers and maintainers.

It is said that smart trial-takers and maintainers who know some intelligence are no different from puppets in front of those two.

...

"Lord Yim, do we need to recall Peter and Maz? Do we need to take some ordinary tribesmen with us as fire?"

"Let's let Pitt and Maz try to lure that man out. If they can, we can use the King to defeat him. In this way, this incident will be just a farce, and we can still control the Navy, the World Government and other institutions..."

Yim looked back at the big tree and sighed softly.

If not, the various agencies under the World Government might not rebel.

But the navy will definitely fight back!

"Forget about the ordinary tribesmen who are more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything. They have enjoyed themselves all their lives and cannot endure hardship. Oh, and take the man in the small dark room next to you with you. The power of the Dark-Dark Fruit is still very useful."

Blackbeard Teach was imprisoned here.

"Yes."

Saint Satan nodded.

With the Dark-Dark Fruit in hand, I have one more good card.

Then I thought about how I was tricked into going to Impel Down by the Trialist two months ago, but he went to Marijoa to steal the house and took away a lot of Devil Fruits and elite users! There were quite a few good ones among those Devil Fruits! Those Devil Fruit User Guards were the Cp0 elite cannon fodder second only to the Knights of God!

If that power is there, the overall defense of the holy land can be improved to a higher level.

They will never be weakened to the point where a few meteorites can force these people out.

It would not be so easy for them to be defeated and reach Pangu City.

...

Outside the Holy Land of Marijoa.

The coalition forces formed by various parties were about to break through the heavy defenses of the Tianlong Guards and reach the gate of Pangu City.

Li Xia frowned instead.

"Imu can endure this?"

If it were him, he would definitely use the ancient weapon Tianwang to start cleaning the floor.

Anyway, there are only a few ordinary Celestial Dragons left in Marijoa.

"Could it be that after being a cuckold for more than 800 years, he now really thinks of himself as a cuckold?"

Li Xia's attribute panel:
Armament color domineering: 51.4w/51.4w, black and purple quality
Also:

34.2w, blue quality, 0.2w, purple quality, 1.1w, black quality, (assimilation completed)

179.6w, blue quality, 35.4w, purple quality, 86.2w, black quality, (not yet completed but can be used)

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(End of this chapter)