Chapter 1439: Plan Before Action |
The guardian of the Sacred Spirit Hall—General Babu—had finally been killed.
Though the process had been difficult, they had succeeded in the end. No one could block their path forward any longer.
However, with their common enemy eliminated, the competition between them became apparent.
General Babu's essence was the source of a Black Chariot-tier Transcendent—something everyone wanted.
The three of them looked at each other, sizing one another up. Even Huahua opened her heterochromatic eyes, squinting as she examined the other two.
"This doesn't seem like the time for us to fight."
Zhang Yi said calmly.
"But who gets his essence?"
Lancelot wore a forced smile that didn't reach his eyes.
Zhang Yi spoke up. "That's not necessarily true."
Hearing this, both Lancelot and Gao Changkong looked at Zhang Yi with some surprise.
Zhang Yi said, "A Transcendent's essence is essentially a special form of energy. There are certainly ways to store and divide it. One of my Transcendents has developed such a technique."
Zhang Yi was referring to Lu Keran's energy storage technology.
This method had originally been developed to contain the power of the Sacrificial Spirit.
"Can you guarantee it can be split evenly into three parts?"
Gao Changkong raised a question.
At this, Lancelot raised his right hand. "I can oversee that process!"
"Since it's an energy form, we just need to monitor the degree of energy reaction. Britannia has such technology."
Zhang Yi glanced at him and thought to himself: Who are you trying to fool in front of me?
"Even without that technology, our instinctive judgment of the essence won't be too far off."
"Also, you said something wrong."
Zhang Yi looked at Gao Changkong, smiled, and reached out to stroke Huahua's head.
"On my side, it's two shares! So it needs to be split into four parts."
Gao Changkong and Lancelot cast jealous glances at Zhang Yi.
Epsilon-class were now the world's top combat power, with probably fewer than fifty such human-level Transcendents worldwide.
Yet Zhang Yi actually possessed a battle beast of this level! It was truly enviable.
After some bargaining between them—since Huahua's ability index was only 13,000 points, making her contribution smaller—
The final allocation was that Zhang Yi took 40%, while the other two each got 30%.
Lu Keran was called out by Zhang Yi to handle the collection and distribution of the essence.
When a capable-looking short-haired girl ran out from Zhang Yi's shadow, Gao Changkong and Lancelot felt a bit sour again.
"Space-type ability users are just too convenient!"
Who knew how much trouble it was for them to carry large amounts of supplies all the way here?
Food, medicine, weapons—they had to carry everything on their backs.
To maximize space, the food they ate was all compressed, providing energy but basically tasteless.
Moreover, since they had to bring subordinates, they also had to consider their safety.
And then they looked at Zhang Yi?
He could practically stuff his entire house inside, never having to worry about saving space.
When danger struck, he just threw everyone into his spatial dimension and called it done.
The more the two thought about it, the worse they felt.
Soon, Lu Keran finished collecting and dividing the essence.
The three portions were placed in special semi-transparent containers.
Zhang Yi tossed the containers into his alternate dimension, then turned his gaze toward the closed door ahead.
Going through here was the real path to the core high-level area of the Sacred Spirit Hall.
"Let's go! We've been underground for so long—it's time we saw what kind of existence lies within this Nash Kingdom's temple!"
Zhang Yi's tone was very serious.
His mind flashed to the mysterious pyramid beneath the Qinling Mountains, and comparing it to this towering Sacred Spirit Hall, he already had some guesses.
Behind them, the members of the Round Table Knights and Gu Man slowly approached.
Looking at the massive temple doors, their eyes held both tension and anticipation.
"I have a feeling there will be something very dangerous behind those doors!"
Lancelot said.
Zhang Yi teased, "If you're scared, it's still not too late to leave now!"
Lancelot's expression hardened, and he said angrily, "We've already reached the final stage. Not taking down the boss would be a gamer's greatest regret!"
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"
Lancelot said, hoisting his knight's greatsword and striding toward the door first.
Zhang Yi and Gao Changkong were unwilling to fall behind, walking step by step toward the door.
In Zhang Yi's mind, he repeated his calculations for the umpteenth time.
"Ever since entering the Abyssal Depths, I've been estimating the Nash Kingdom's strength. My reference point is the mysterious snake-people tribe beneath the Qinling Mountains."
"In the Fog Valley Abyss, I only saw the Underworld Gatekeeper without meeting his kind, so I couldn't make a clear comparison."
"When I encountered the purple pyramid, the guardians were all captain-level human-faced spiders."
"When Bai Longzi appeared later, he gave me the feeling of being at least a 30,000-point Bishop-level Transcendent. But now that my strength is close to 20,000 points, I realize he was definitely much stronger than that."
"He must have been at least 40,000 points, or even higher, to reach an intensity that made me utterly incapable of resisting."
"Although the Three-Eyed Tribe is powerful, with ordinary Three-Eyed soldiers matching Investigation Squad members in strength, the gap between them and the human-faced spiders is enormous."
"Including the Epsilon-level Transcendents we encountered in the Nash Kingdom, their strength still only reaches Chariot-tier."
"In any organization, the distribution of power takes a pyramid shape, layer by layer. It's rare to have someone leapfrog ahead, because that doesn't make logical sense."
"Therefore, the strongest Transcendent in the Nash Kingdom is probably around 25,000 points. Even considering substances similar to the Sacrificial Spirit, it would only reach a maximum of about 30,000 points. At that level, we simply can't defeat them with our numbers alone."
"But so what?"
A strange smile curved at the corner of Zhang Yi's mouth.
"With these guys as cannon fodder, my abilities are enough to get me out of this area."
"If things develop ideally, and that guy Luozhuo successfully obtains the power of the Tantric Sect, I might get even more."
"The Tantric Sect planned for a thousand years—they couldn't possibly have no preparations at all."
"So, in the worst case, they all die here today, and I escape alive."
"I wouldn't mind using them as my scapegoats. After all, none of them can run faster than me."
Zhang Yi casually glanced around. The members of the Round Table Knights and Gao Changkong's pitiful duo had all been factored into his calculations.