Idle game leads to another world.

Chapter 1436 You Have No Chance

While Li Chengxi was chatting with the three goddesses about the coming of the Saint, in the forest near the Black Stone Fortress, several shadows quickly walked through the dense bushes and the natural barrier formed by vines.

However, rather than walking fast, it was more like he was in a panic and had no choice but to take heavy steps. He didn't even bother to avoid the thorns in the woods. He didn't care about the pain when he fell. He ran forward like crazy as if there was something terrible chasing him from behind.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!"

Among these people was Isaac.

The supply of divine power from the higher dimension was cut off by Li Chengxi, and Isaac actually took this time to regain his sanity.

His bloated body seemed to be leaking air with every step he took, gradually returning to its original size. He fled for his life through the jungle in panic, like a stray dog.

He didn't even dare to roar loudly now. Fear and anger were intertwined, and the sound was like the whimper of a wounded beast.

"General Isaac, let's stop for a moment. We are already very far away."

Among the figures, three were Isaac's personal guards, and the other three were guys wearing robes and hiding their heads and tails.

The one who spoke just now was one of the robe monsters. It was thanks to the three of them that we were able to rescue the people just now.

But when Isaac heard the voice, he seemed to have found an outlet for his anger. He turned around and grabbed the person who had just spoken.

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault! You clearly said that the weapon was enough to kill the Demon God! Why! Why am I the one running for my life now?!"

"General Isaac, please calm down."

Looking at Isaac's vicious eyes, the man hiding in the robe was trembling with fear, but he knew that he could not say anything that would irritate Isaac.

"Think about it carefully. Our interests are aligned with yours. We will not intentionally provide you with useless things."

Indeed, their interests are the same, they all hope that the Demon God will disappear.

Isaac was told that the javelin had the power to kill God, and that as long as he could get a one-on-one chance with Viola, according to past practice, the Demon God watching this scene would definitely send down a saint in dangerous situations.

This is your chance.

While killing the Saint wouldn't make the Demon God disappear, it would severely weaken him, and once the Saint was gone, Viola wouldn't be able to resist at all.

By then, the tyrant will be unable to interfere in the mortal world for a long time, Viola, who brought the Demon God back, will also die, and Avarus will not take any action for a long time.

During this period of time, the Seven Apostles and the Subia Demon Kingdom have enough time to make more small moves.

But the fact is, plans cannot keep up with changes.

The seven apostles only knew that the Holy Sword Ilanmo had the power to kill gods. They had never left the Demon Realm and had never seen how to kill gods. They took it for granted that as long as the saint appeared, the Holy Sword Ilanmo would be able to kill him.

It's not that they are stupid, it's just that people can't imagine things they have never seen.

Thousands of years have passed since the generation of seven apostles that made the Demon King disappear. Now the seven apostles are just a bunch of trash who have been lying on the laurel book for a long, long time.

Their abilities are no longer what they were in the past, but their ambitions are greater than before.

No matter how good a weapon is, it still needs people to operate it.

If the Holy Sword Ilanmo wants to reach the standard of being able to kill a saint, he must be at least a level 50 legend. In fact, only by letting a level 70 or so Destroyer do it can there be a guarantee of victory.

Isaac was forcibly brought up to the legendary level, but he had lost his mind at that time, and the abilities of the Holy Sword Ilanmo were not fully utilized.

It wasn't their fault, yes, Isaac knew that.

But he was unwilling to do so.

Isaac lost his reputation as a general, his honor as a knight, and even underwent racial transformation surgery to prevent interference from the Demon King. He can no longer be considered a demon.

Not to mention that in order to accept a large amount of divine power, he had to endure the pain of burning nerves every moment. All this was for the purpose of killing Viola and making the tyrant stop.

His fingers slowly loosened the robe, and the man fell to the ground. Seeing the pain in Isaac's eyes, even though his physical strength could not keep up due to continuous running, the man did not even dare to breathe.

"General, we haven't lost yet. You have to understand that this is a battle with God. It is normal for us to fail, but we can still launch an attack."

"We've lost even the holy sword, how can we launch an attack?" Isaac was deflated. Not only was his body returning to its original size, but his fighting spirit was also lost.

Just like the white fog in the forest at night, when the sun comes out, the fog will disappear without a trace.

"Of course we still have..."

Another person behind him pulled him, and the guy hiding in the robe suddenly came to his senses and changed his words:

"I heard that the goddess of the forest and the spring are allies of the tyrant. We can't talk about this in the forest, or the trees will hear it. Please believe me, we can still fight."

Another person also advised:
"General Isaac, the being who gave you the divine power was the ally who drove away the Demon God thousands of years ago. Now, you are the only one who has accepted His divine power and is still alive. Please believe in your specialness, and please believe in us. We will still have a chance in the future."

"Do we...really still have a chance?"

"The loss of the holy sword Ilanmo is indeed sad, but we still have a way. I think you will be active again by then."

The depressed Isaac was half-believing and half-doubting, but it was true that the Seven Apostles had not deceived him. It was just that their actions had misjudged the power of the Demon God.

He is so powerful.

Nothing is 100% certain. Isaac knew that this failure was understandable, but he had paid too much and found it difficult to accept for a while.

After several people's persuasion, Isaac seemed to finally relax, but when he relaxed, he found that his body had reached its limit. Red alarms were sounded all over his body. Isaac leaned against the tree trunk and almost sat down on the ground.

Divine power is a huge boost for mortals, but it also has its limits. The mortal body cannot withstand too much divine power.

The divine power that Li Chengxi bestowed on Viola through the power of life and death and destiny was always within a safe range, but this was not the case with Isaac. He had obtained so much divine power before that it was not surprising that his body collapsed on its own. The only reason he did not die was because the Holy Sword Ilanmo had a continuous healing effect, which was equivalent to reconstructing his body every second.

Isaac let go of his tense breath and sat down under the tree roots, leaning against the tree trunk, muttering to himself:
"I really still have a chance, yes, I still have a chance..."

"No, you don't stand a chance."

The sudden sound startled everyone who was sitting down to rest and stood up.

The voice sounded like that of a teenage girl, but it seemed to come from all directions and there was no source to be found.

"Who is it! Who is there!"

Everyone grabbed their weapons, formed a circle, and looked at the dark forest vigilantly.

The next moment, four or five figures walked out from behind the tree trunk. They were wearing pure black priest robes with silver edges, and the golden holy emblem on their chests was particularly eye-catching.

"He's the tyrant's running dog!"

One of them tilted his head, revealing a tuft of flaxen hair and a round, youthful chin from under his hood. He didn't look very old.

"You are right, but we prefer to call ourselves street cleaners, cleaning up the invisible small stones for the Lord."

Generally, priests only use common weapons such as maces, flails, swords, or clubs.

These priests in black robes all hold strangely shaped weapons in their hands and look like they are not easy to deal with.

"There are only five of them. We can fight our way out!"

"Kill them out? Just you guys?"

The young voice smiled and said:
"Look at the mist around us. Do you think it's just night mist?"

Everyone's face changed and they suddenly felt dizzy, as if all their strength had been drained away.

At the same time, brilliant divine light appeared behind the five people, and five barriers made of swords and knives surrounded them tightly.

"Blade Barrier... You are the tyrant's punishment priests!"

This was obviously not as simple as a killer trained by the church. Isaac, who was not only unable to move but also poisoned, could only curse in his heart.

Damn!

(End of this chapter)