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Chapter 300 Ending
"Mother Qi, are you sure you want to do this?"

Beneath the lush, towering trees, a tall woman stood quietly amidst the shadows.

She stared at her companion, her eyes revealing a suppressed sharpness.

A gentle breeze ruffled her long, flowing hair, but it did nothing to diminish the seriousness in her tone.

"You should know that although we can open passages to other worlds, it will come at a great cost. If the other side has malicious intentions, the situation will only get worse."

"Even if he really is a good person, does he really have a way to deal with Mervazoa?"

In response to the question, the great thunder woman named "Qimune" nodded slightly, and then answered in an extremely serious tone: "Leshan Tuolashi, we don't have much time left. If we don't find a way to deal with those evil gods, we will only suffer a slow death in the end."

"And you couldn't possibly have been unaware that the attacks by those evil god's lackeys have become increasingly frantic these days."

The woman from the Great Thunder Sect is naturally the Goddess of Breasts. Right now, she is persuading her companions to work together to open a world passage so that Li Ang can descend into this world.

Unfortunately, the benevolent gods still had their own concerns when faced with such a mysterious person from another world.

Seeing her companions fall silent, the Breast Goddess became somewhat anxious.

She hadn't forgotten that the young man would only wait for her for a month, and now more than half a month had passed since their initial conversation.

Just as she was pondering how to persuade her companions, a woman with long flaxen hair and pointed ears stumbled over: "Goddesses! Those evil god's lackeys have launched another attack! The northern army is almost unable to hold on!"

Upon hearing this, the benevolent deity named "Leshan Tora Shi" flew into a rage and immediately said in a deep voice, "These bastards are really asking for death!"

After speaking, she vanished from the spot before the other benevolent gods present could react.

Seeing this, a hint of helplessness appeared in the eyes of the Breast Goddess.

Lok Shan Tora Shi is good in every way, except that he has too fiery a temper. If this continues, he will run into problems sooner or later.

But she also knew that she couldn't blame the other party for this. After all, the war had lasted for so many years, and even the most gentle and benevolent god couldn't treat those evil gods with a normal mind.

With Leshantolash gone, the meeting could no longer continue, but the Goddess of Milk was not prepared to give up: "When Leshantolash returns, we will continue to discuss whether to let that person from another world come to this world."

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Although some benevolent deities disagreed, they ultimately agreed.

Since they cannot break the deadlock on their own, they can only bring in a third party.

And this is partly why the Goddess of Milk has been willing to bestow elixirs in different worlds over the years.

But this wait lasted for two whole days, until the morning of the third day when Leshan Torashi finally returned to the foot of the towering tree.

However, compared to his majestic demeanor when he left, this benevolent deity was now in a terrible state, with many deep, bone-revealing wounds all over his body.

Seeing her like this, the Goddess of Breasts was startled and quickly asked, "What happened?"

"Tch," Leshantolash curled his lip, then said in a gloomy tone, "I ran into Melvazoa. I didn't expect him to be traveling with the main force this time."

Upon hearing this, the benevolent deities immediately frowned.

Something was amiss. After all, in their memories, that "evil god" rarely showed himself, and even when he did, he would only remotely control the battle from the rear, unlike this time when he would personally take action.

Just as they were wondering about this, the Breast Goddess spoke up: "If I remember correctly, Seraselbeth also made a move a few days ago, didn't she?"

"Have she and Mervazoa been as radical in recent years as they are now?"

Upon hearing her words, a hint of doubt flashed across the faces of the benevolent deities present, followed by a slightly surprised retort as if they had realized something: "You mean... those two already know that Regalzeva is dead!?"

"Um"

The goddess nodded, but just as she was about to say something more, the silent Leshan Torash suddenly interrupted her: "Why can't it be that they are forcing us to open the world portal, thereby weakening our power?"

"After all, nobody knows whether the young man you mentioned is actually putting on an act with Regalzeva."

She didn't necessarily want to refute her companion; the problem was that the elves could no longer afford the consequences of defeat.

What Kosantorash didn't consider was that being unable to bear the consequences also meant being unable to break the deadlock, and continuing like this would only lead to certain death.

Faced with the questioning, the Goddess of Breasts was not angry. Instead, she explained in a gentle tone: "Assuming that Regalzeva did not die, it was all an act by that young man for me."

"So the question is, why did they go through all that trouble?"

At this point, the powerful benevolent god paused briefly, and only continued when no one responded: "After all, those who can cooperate with Regalzeva and the others are certainly not weaker than them."

"With four evil god-level combatants, they can completely defeat us head-on."

As she spoke, she looked at the tall woman covered in wounds: "Lossan Torashi, I think you should be able to understand all this, right?"

"Of course, it's also possible, as you said, that the young man was a mechanical life form under Regalzeva's command, but I just couldn't tell."

Upon hearing this, Leshan Torashi fell into deep thought.

After a long while, she finally let out a long breath and said wearily, "I'm sorry, I was overthinking it." In the end, she chose to trust the Goddess of Breasts' judgment. After all, despite the Goddess's seemingly kind demeanor, her strength was genuinely among the top three of the benevolent gods.

Seeing that even her most vehemently opposed companions had agreed, the Breast Goddess couldn't help but smile.

Just as she was about to say something, an untimely voice suddenly rang out: "Just as I guessed, you bitches are considering putting that dangerous guy into this world."

As soon as she finished speaking, Leshan Torashi cried out in pain, and a pool of silvery-white liquid dripped from her wound, then transformed into a pale blue phantom in front of everyone.

When the benevolent gods clearly saw the illusory figure, they couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Mervazoa!?"

They never expected that the enemy leader would appear in their own territory in this manner.

Without the slightest hesitation, the benevolent deities present immediately took action.

However, facing attacks coming from all directions, Melvazoa did not intend to dodge: "Hey, don't be so nervous, it's just a projection."

"After all, if it weren't for that, there would be no way to hide it from you."

Just as the evil god said, the attacks of the benevolent gods had no effect, and the pale blue phantom remained standing calmly in place.

Seeing this, the benevolent gods immediately surrounded the evil god, wanting to see what he was going to do.

Feeling the gazes around him, Melvazoa couldn't help but chuckle, "Speaking of which, I have to thank that guy. This is the first time in all these years that I've seen you all so complete, especially in a place like this."

"Mervazoya, get out of here right now!"

Before he could finish speaking, Rashantolash interrupted him.

At this moment, the benevolent deity was regretting his carelessness in bringing the enemy to such a sensitive area.

Faced with her reprimand, Melvazoa glanced at her wrist dismissively, then shrugged and said, "Well, it's about time. I hope you like my gift."

As soon as he finished speaking, the pale blue phantom vanished instantly.

Seeing this, the group of benevolent gods were momentarily confused.

Just as they were wondering what the other party wanted to do, an incredibly strong sense of threat suddenly came from above.

The benevolent gods looked up and saw a very inconspicuous missile falling towards their location.

The next moment, a bright light filled the field of vision.

boom--!
Amidst the deafening explosion, the swirling flames engulfed the towering tree.

Then came the furious voices of the benevolent gods: "Mervazoa! How dare you!"

Meanwhile, Mervazoa and Seraselbes were observing the giant tree through an electronic screen.

Seeing that it was successfully engulfed by the explosion, Melvazoa couldn't help but laugh: "If it weren't for that guy, we probably wouldn't have been able to find this tree."

"This should significantly weaken these bitches."

Upon hearing this, Seraselbeth's electronic eyes flickered slightly, and she then asked, "What if those bitches really intend to open the world portal?"

"Don't worry, that guy won't make it." Melvazoa appeared extremely confident. "I'm prepared. Once those bitches try to open the world portal, I'll find a way to close it."

"Now, it's time to bring this war back to its rightful end."

As soon as the words were spoken, a pale blue spatial rift suddenly engulfed the two mechanical gods.

When they reappeared, they were already in front of the giant tree, but now the towering tree had been blown in half.

However, Mervazoa's attention was drawn to a crack emitting a faint golden light: "You're quite decisive, too bad."

As they spoke, the crack, which had originally emitted a faint golden light, began to be tinged with blue, and then gradually shrank.

Seeing this, the benevolent gods, led by the Goddess of Milk, were momentarily filled with despair.

Realizing they couldn't stop the attack on the mother tree, they joined forces to open a portal to the world.

After all, given the current situation, there seems to be no better option than to bring that person from another world into this world.

However, the evil god on the other side seemed to have anticipated their actions, and appeared immediately to begin destroying the world passage.

After a moment of silence, the benevolent gods decided to leave some behind to cover their retreat, while the rest would conserve their strength as much as possible.

Just as they were about to carry out their plan, they suddenly discovered that the world passage, which had been coated with a layer of blue, had somehow turned into a pitch-black rift.

Before they could even react to what was happening, a voice suddenly came from within.

"You are Melvazoya?"

"They're really weak."

　There's one more chapter.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)