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Chapter 339 Chu Xuan’s Final Plan (2/3)

Time is always the most precious thing.

Time is also the most difficult measure.

Above the chaos and chaotic sky.

The clock hanging high above the chessboard kept moving forward and backward, and finally stopped at that moment.

Tzeentch was attracted by the beam of light that penetrated the universe, and countless eyes opened among the blue feathers.

He was eager to gain access to that wonderful knowledge.

He continued to decipher, countless ideas emerged and disappeared, countless guesses were established and denied.

But the so-called "cultivation" knowledge seems to be locked by the supreme law.

Tzeentch could not understand and was greatly shocked.

That was not prepared for Him, it was prepared for humans, and it could not be approached, touched, or understood by any external object.

This is a higher dimension meme modification.

After a long time, He finally gave up and the pointer moved forward again.

what a shame.

He closed his eyes and said, "What an unexpected result! Is this the true power of the mighty Lord?"

"A mere mortal stirred the waves of chaos, using Ether as its foundation to truly create a miracle of reality that transcends the universe."

"This is really interesting." Tzeentch opened his eyes again and looked at the figure opposite him.

"So, what then?"

"Not even close."

“There’s still a little bit left.”

The sound of ridicule continued to echo.

Chu Xuan on the opposite side had the thread of cause and effect on his body torn into pieces.

Horrible monsters gnawed and bit him, devouring his flesh and blood and sucking his soul.

The skull was knocked open, the brain matter kept flowing out, and the tiny monsters were drinking the wise man's brain.

He lied to his teammates and was in a bad situation, close to death.

As a mortal, fighting against evil gods, one cannot predict everything and can only do the best he can.

"This is just the first step." Chu Xuan opened his bloody lips. Half of his tongue had been forcibly pulled out, and he uttered unclear words.

Tzeentch laughed.

"You superimposed the cause and effect of infinite future events upon yourself, briefly granting you the ability to interfere with the chess game."

"But unfortunately, you and I are still very different in nature."

Tzeentch picked up a bit of the wise man's brain and put it into his sharp beak, his face full of satisfaction and intoxication.

"I never thought that our thinking was so similar!" Tzeentch cheered happily.

"Perfect electrical signals, perfect cerebral cortex, perfect thinking pattern!"

"But your final layout."

"Is that all?"

Chaos' whispered laughter sounded, as if mocking his incompetence, even though their plan had not gone entirely as they had hoped.

Chu Xuan's expression was calm, neither sad nor happy. He could sense the vast wave of spiritual energy rushing towards the world of Arda.

The Chaos laughed and roared, and they issued sarcastic provocations to Chu Xuan.

This world is about to fall into the realm of the Supreme Heaven. Even the death of the four great kings is just a necessary sacrifice for the great victory.

Tzeentch spread his wings: "I really want to play a game of chess with the real you."

"I can imagine what a wonderful scene that would be."

"Are you sure to win?" Chu Xuan asked back.

"Isn't it?" Tzeentch asked puzzledly.

"You're out of chess pieces."

This was accompanied by crazy laughter.

"A corner of Chaos has entered Arda. Even though he severed the link at great cost, we can still slowly infiltrate the world."

"It's just a matter of time."

"It just so happens that what we have the most is time."

Chu Xuan was silent. He stared at the chess piece in front of him. Every piece was now covered in scars and it looked like it would completely collapse and disappear in the next moment.

On the chessboard.

[Assassins] and [Archers] cannot move.

The [Wizard], [Spiritual Master], [Goddess], and [Mentor] were all silent.

[King-Demon] was trapped on the battlefield and could not escape for a short time.

[King-Doctor] cleared the last of the Chaos Mist on the battlefield, but was now facing four enemy gods.

The [Imperial Guards] are being surrounded and are about to die.

The chessboard was shaking violently, as if it would crack in the next second.

But the move that determines the game is still in progress.

Chu Xuan looked at the imperial guard and the shaky line of cause and effect.

It finally broke.

"Chu Xuan, you've pinned all your hopes on this pawn." Jianqi sneered, "Although your plan is brilliant, it's useless for the overall situation."

"Mortal stupidity prevented him from understanding your intentions at all."

"And he's going to die soon."

Chu Xuan was silent for a moment, glanced at the time, and then chuckled and said, "How do you know? This is my last move."

"Everything I did before was to make you focus all your attention on this pawn."

Tzeentch's laughter suddenly stopped, and the noisy demons also stopped their noise and looked at each other. Chu Xuan held up a bloody finger and said, "You overlooked a chess piece."

"However, she is not my chess piece, but the chess piece of the Lord God."

Chu Xuan opened his bloody mouth and placed an illusory chess piece that no one was aware of on the table.

He said slowly: "Look, it's coming!"
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Wang Xia was breathing heavily, his perfect human body already mired in exhaustion.

He didn't know how many times he had crawled out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood, feeling the heavy touch in his hands.

The power sword that he usually swung easily became extremely heavy. As he moved, the sound of gauntlets breaking was heard. It was obvious that his armor had reached its limit and shattered to the ground.

Today's Lonely Mountain can be described as a real-life version of purgatory.

Not only monsters that exist in the physical world, but also demons that exist in the imagination have appeared.

He looked back and found that there was no comrade standing beside him.

At most, there were a hundred comrades around him, including elves, dwarves, humans, and Astartes.

But now, they are all buried under this sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Lanxes and Yuno have died in battle.

Colin had died together with a monster holding the bomb.

The ten Astartes and fifteen mortals who were gathered were all killed in the battle.

He is the only one left on Gushan.

This time, he was truly the only one left.

The whole world turned into a blurry gray in Wang Xia's eyes, with mottled light and shadow, the dark ground and the dark sky, and the gangsters were equally divided.

It seemed as if the night would never end.

One of his eyes had been gouged out, and the other had been eaten away by the plague, leaving him with little vision.

My chest hurts, but the pain has long been numb.

Wang Xia was breathing heavily. He needed oxygen. Only with a constant supply of oxygen could he continue fighting, fighting desperately.

A dried and cracked corrosive spider web spread out from his chest, and a sharp thorn pierced into his bones, touching his internal organs with his breathing.

The wound has already scabbed over, but the sharp thorn that pierced his heart cannot be pulled out. Pulling it out would mean heavy bleeding, and he can no longer bear the bleeding again.

At least he was used to the pain in his heart.

He couldn't feel any pain at the moment because he was too tired.

He couldn't remember how many he killed, one hundred, one thousand, or ten thousand.

He didn't know what the point of his persistence was, but he had no choice but to persist.

Wang Xia took out a powerful first aid medicine produced by Chu Xuan from the space ring and gave himself an injection.

After a brief and intense pain, the wound felt numb and itchy, and the injection began to heal the rag-like flesh.

He could finally see the vague shadow at this moment.

It seemed like a giant dragon hovering on the ground, and the huge black shadow was right in front of him.

No... not a black dragon, but endless darkness, where standing one terrifying monster after another.

The vast and boundless monsters were like a silent forest. They were looking at him and Wang Xia silently.

Wang Xia swallowed subconsciously. His dazed eyes reflected the dark sky, scattered flames, and the figures slowly walking towards him.

"Huh, is that so?"

Wang Xia's vocal cords made a broken sound, he vomited blood in his throat, and his eyes were filled with tears.

There was no one left but him.

On the high-intensity battlefield of Lonely Mountain, he survived until the last moment.

And now, the Zhongzhou team also needs Wang Xia to fight until the last moment.

The monsters looked at him, as if they had received the final order, and let out shrill screams, rushing towards him like a mountain and a sea.

Like a landslide, like a tsunami.

What followed was an overwhelming barrage of arrows, artillery fire, boulders, and flames, designed to completely kill him.

Wang Xia looked at the wave that was suddenly rushing towards him. He felt the weak power slowly surging out of his body when it was on the verge of limit, and a self-deprecating smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Unfortunately, this time we really have to say goodbye forever.

Teammates, friends.

"Wang Xia."

A faint voice sounded from behind him.

Wang Xia turned his head suddenly, but saw a figure that he had never thought of and had even forgotten about long ago.

"Li Wen, why are you here!"

Now the young woman was covered in dirt and had several scratches on her body. It was hard to imagine how she survived in this horrific battlefield.

But she no longer looked weak and shy as before. Instead, she had a dull look on her face, and there was only confusion in her eyes.

As if controlled by something.

Wang Xia subconsciously rushed over, pressed her under him, and used his body to create space for her.

But after a long time, the expected pain and confusion did not come.

When he opened his eyes, the speed of the arrow rain and artillery fire was getting slower and slower. Not only the arrows, but everything slowed down. The terrifying tide of monsters seemed to be stuck in slow motion and slowly stopped.

Time seems to have stopped.

Wang Xia was suddenly startled and looked at Li Wen, who was left with only a ball of light in his arms.

Is this Chu Xuan’s final plan in this world?

The ball of light broke away from his arms and suddenly flew into the sky.

So that's what Zheng Zha and the others were talking about, the guide?
Immediately, Wang Xia's thoughts came to a standstill.

The Lonely Mountain, Middle-earth, and even the entire Arda became a stagnant world without any ripples.

(End of this chapter)