Chapter 441
Yun Yi felt that there was something extra in his body, something that he could not see or touch, but it was real.
Yun Yi, who was very organized, reported the situation to his superiors immediately. It was rare for the Celestials to hide the fact that they found something special and kept it a secret.
On the other hand, this phenomenon was very common among the Desolate. Whenever they found something good, most of the Desolate's first thought was to take it for themselves.
Because of this, the Celestials made countermeasures. They made some "treasures" and distributed them to the Desolate's territory, choosing special targets to make them believe that they were the children of destiny.
Most of these guys would hide these "treasures" for their own use. The most common way was to exchange resources for powerful sacrificial spells or other secret methods.
The Celestial tribe developed many evil sacrificial spells, such as the "Divine Spell" that could instantly gain great power. But in reality, it was sacrificing future potential and leaving a loophole that the Celestials could easily find.
One was to exchange resources from the Desolate, and the other was to destroy the foundation of the Desolate. Some Desolate geniuses coveted the so-called powerful sacrificial spells and ended up destroying themselves.
There was another kind of "treasure", which was actually a long-distance communication device disguised as a ring. People who picked it up would think that they were a famous Desolate in history, and because they were betrayed, only the totem spirit was left in the ring.
With this identity, they would fool the greedy and ignorant Desolate to become spies of the Celestials and help them gather information.
Of course, even if this was exposed, and there were officials in the Celestial's territory every day to publicize the dangers of the Celestials' "treasures", there were still people who were willing to hide the treasures, because people were always unwilling to be ordinary.
Those who were overshadowed, when the normal path could not be taken, would always hope that the Heavens gave them an adventure or something else. Their wishful thinking would make them ignore the danger.
Even though some Desolate knew that this was the means of the Celestials, they were still unwilling to let go and had already hidden and used it.
Because although the things provided by the ring were dangerous, some of the gains were not fake. People all wanted to be the light in the eyes of others. Even if they were not, they wanted to be the light in their own eyes.
Deep in their hearts, in their souls, the restlessness of being ordinary could not be quelled.
Of course, Negri, who had made this plan, also left a way out. After all, he, Negri, was not a demon.
As long as the Desolate Man could understand the true meaning of the Road to Eternal Peace, he would be able to obtain true power from it.
However, there were very few who could actually do it. The reason why these people were unwilling to be ordinary was because most of them were ordinary. There were many reasons why they were ordinary, such as birth, race, talent, family, education, and so on.
They couldn't break free from these cages, so they pinned their hopes on fortuitous encounters and on the "treasures" of the celestial beings. Their unwillingness was just unwillingness. There weren't many people who could walk the path of eternal peace.
Negri's predecessor was also someone who was unwilling to be ordinary, but he paid the price so that Negri, who was born from him, would never be ordinary.
Yun Yi, who had already embarked on the path of eternal peace, had turned his unwillingness into his motivation. He would no longer crave for so-called fortuitous encounters. Therefore, when he noticed his abnormal condition, he immediately reported it to the Celestials.
After that, he received an accurate answer. This was a product of Lord Negri's plan. He could make Yun Yi's luck better. That was all.
After receiving the answer, Yun Yi didn't feel too happy or worried. He maintained a calm state of mind and moved to another research base. Soon, he was immersed in a new experiment.
He didn't know if it was due to luck, but Yun Yi quickly developed a weapon that could restrain the disasterized beings. It was a special metal. When weapons made of this metal hit the disasterized beings, their destructive power would be unable to affect the metal. Instead, it would be transmitted to other parts of the user's body.
The destructive power of the disasterized beings would only break the balance of their own disaster and bring disaster to themselves, leading to their own destruction.
The research was very smooth. In fact, it was a little too smooth. At first, Yun Yi had some doubts about his own luck, but after a short period of contemplation, he dispelled his doubts.
The research results were obtained through his own research. Perhaps there was an element of luck involved, but the knowledge that led to the results of his research was not fake. The so-called luck only helped him avoid a few detours. Without this luck, he believed that he would still be able to obtain results with his knowledge.
After the results of the experiment were out, the speed of the battle instantly increased.
Yun Yi did not return to the Celestials' rear to continue his research. Instead, he followed the main force of the Third Army that was fighting against the disasterized beings.
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The commander of the Third Army pointed at the position on the sand table and gave the order to the generals under him, "Pull up the net and drive those disasterized beings to the west."
After the research on the targeted weapons was completed, the defeat of the disasterized beings was only a matter of time. The Celestials who had the advantage started to purposefully drive the disasterized beings away. These madmen who only knew how to destroy were not completely unafraid of death. Not to mention, some of them still maintained a certain level of rationality.
Under the overwhelming deterrence of the new weapons, these disasterized beings were gradually driven toward the Desolate's front line. This was to make it easier for the Celestials to exhaust the Desolate's strength.
"Giant snake, devour!" In front of the Desolate's front line, Meng Luo's right hand was wrapped in bandages. His eyes were bloodshot. As he shouted, a giant snake the size of a mountain appeared behind him. Its giant mouth swallowed the disasterized beings that were destroying the battlefield.
His gaze fell on the boneless right hand that was wriggling slightly. His expression became more and more insane.
The hand that was swallowed by The Unreachable Gate could not be retrieved no matter what he did. Therefore, what was in his right hand was not a hand at all. Instead, it was a snake that was formed from part of the totem.
This snake could not even simulate the appearance of a hand. Otherwise, it would collapse. It was as if the concept of a right hand had been removed from his life.
Due to the failure of the mission, the Celestials had successfully developed a weapon. Although he was not convicted due to his relationship with the Celestials, he did not receive any credit. He could only go to the front line and fight against the mad disasterized beings.
"General, there are still our own people over there …" The messenger next to Meng Luo saw the giant snake moving forward and swallowing everything. However, before he could finish, his eyes met with Meng Luo's bloodshot eyes.
"There is no need to save trash." Meng Luo slowly withdrew his gaze. The ferocious, man-eating aura continued to surround the messenger. "If you don't want to become trash, then do as I say."
"I need some 'bait' to gather these disasterized beings together. Then, order the Spell Team to stand by!" Destruction was the nature of the disasterized beings, and they prioritized destroying those with strong life force. Slaves alone were not enough to attract them. They needed a group of Desolate with strong life force.
"We don't have time to waste. Only the Celestials are our enemies. We have wasted too much time on these disasterized beings!" Meng Luo's voice was cold and cruel. It made the messenger's body tremble uncontrollably.
After that, a group of Desolate was forced to leave the front line in the name of rescuing important supplies. They did not manage to find the supplies in the mountains. They held their ground for half a month, but they still did not receive the reinforcements that their general had mentioned. What welcomed them was only more and more disasterized beings and a large-scale curse cast by the Spell Team.
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