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Chapter 449

"Didn't the demons notice our false intelligence?" At the mouth of the Dong River, the commander of the Desolate's territory was holding up his binoculars to observe the approaching Celestial troops.

"So this is all the demons are capable of!" There were indeed some Desolate tribes camped at the mouth of the Dong River, pretending to attack from there. There were even large boats crossing the river.

The Desolate were prepared to deal with the Celestial's intelligence agents, so that the Celestials could not discover where they were attacking from.

The Desolate commander put away his binoculars and handed them to his adjutant. There were not many binoculars like this. After seeing the Celestial's technological development, the Desolate also set up a science and technology department to research their own technology.

However, without the technology of other worlds to compare with, and without professional scientific literacy, they basically had no independent scientific research results. All their current results were substandard products obtained from the seized Celestial technology.

It could not be helped. Although the Celestial scientists used imagination to fill in some key points, their own scientific literacy was unquestionable. This group of Desolate scientists, on the other hand, were a bunch of civilian scientists who copied the Celestials' technological results and then used large amounts of resources to produce results, completely deviating from the true meaning of Celestial science.

"Pretend to attack and hold the attention of this group of demons. The winner of this group of invaders will definitely be the Desolate Man United Empire!" The commander of the Desolate ordered the herald.

Standing on the Desolate's force field, the Celestials were all invaders, and they had to kill every last one of these invaders to vent their hatred.

Over the years, with the support of large amounts of resources, not only had countless geniuses emerged, but the original Desolate had also been pushed by these resources to become priest-level experts, and even many high priests.

The so-called high priests were those who, after completing the path of convergence and obtaining a complete totem, would use the totem to pry open their own source and obtain their internal form. Once their internal form matured and their source was released for the third time, they would normally prepare to carry the seed of truth.

However, the Desolate Sacrifice World did not want these totem-wielding fellows to obtain the seed of truth, because at that time, they would have the ability to truly wield the totem, and the totem would become the soil for the seed of truth to grow.

That was why none of the Desolate knew of the concept of bearing the Seed of Truth. After painstakingly achieving the third stage of release, they would fuse their internal form with their external form.

After that, they reach the end of their power, which is to become the so-called High Priest. They no longer have the possibility of seeing the truth, and will never be able to truly obtain the totem. After death, their inner appearance will also be absorbed by the Ancestral Wasteland.

Of course, most people would not be able to inherit the Seed of Truth and become High Priests. At the very least, they would have powerful combat strength and would not be much weaker than those who had obtained the Seed of Truth.

Although the physique of the Desolate was stronger than that of humans, the essence of life was not that much higher. As long as there were some flaws in the growth process of this inferior race, there would definitely be problems when they carried the Seed of Truth.

Perhaps it was due to a lack of physique, or a flaw in the mind, or perhaps it was due to some minor flaw that you did not notice, but the act of carrying the Seed of Truth would cause you to completely collapse. Either you would turn into an irrational monster, or you would completely die and return to the Truth.

Of course, it was undeniable that the combat strength of the High Priest was not to be underestimated. In the past few hundred years in the Desolate Sacrifice World, each of these High Priests were influential figures who led the times. Now, in the Desolate Alliance, there were thirteen of these High Priests, and hundreds of top-notch High Priests who had condensed their internal forms. After completing the Road of Convergence, the number of warriors qualified to become High Priests had exceeded ten thousand.

There had never been a time when the Desolate Sacrifice World's Desolate Sacrifice World was this powerful, so the Desolate were very confident that they could repel the invaders and protect their home.

"We will become history, the strongest generation in the history of the Desolate, and the object of admiration for countless future generations." The Desolate commander's heart was burning with passion, and then he heard his adjutant's report.

"What? You said those demons are lining up on the ship, what are they trying to do? Don't tell me they want to take the initiative to attack? " The Desolate commander looked at the flustered adjutant, grabbed the binoculars in his hand, and observed the situation in the distance.

They did not care when the Celestial Beings mobilized a few big ships, thinking that they were only defending against their attack. They did not expect that after they lined up, they would immediately board the ships in batches.

"This number is wrong! Immediately use the communication device to report to the rear. " Although the commander did not know what the Celestial Beings were planning, he had already vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

"Sir, there is a hidden interference device in the city, our communication device is completely useless!" The adjutant's face turned pale because of the communication device.

"Send someone to report through the Ancestral Wasteland." When the commander gave this order, he remembered the High Priest's warning. There had been changes in the Ancestral Wasteland during this period, and they should not go there with their totem bodies.

The High Priest's warning was a little mysterious, as if some disaster had happened in the Ancestral Wasteland, but it was too late now. If this information could not be reported in time, the Desolate would probably be finished.

Soon, a warrior closed his eyes, and a complete totem appeared behind him. His spirit was integrated into it, and the totem disappeared into the Ancestral Wasteland, trying to find other totems there to report the information.

However, his spirit followed the totem into the Ancestral Wasteland. Before he could release his senses, a violent energy swept past him, and his totem turned into pure source power. The spirit attached to it did not even make a sound before it was completely shattered.

At the mouth of the Dong River, the warrior's life force was instantly destroyed, and only his corpse was left.

"No, it shouldn't be like this." The commander's face turned completely pale. "Send someone to escape from the Dong River. No matter what, we must send the information out."

"I think it's too late, sir," the adjutant said, looking into the distance.

He saw Noah, dressed in a simple black robe, floating in mid-air at the mouth of the Dong River. His long black hair fluttered in the wind, and his face was expressionless. "Command: Destroy!"

Under Noah's command, the water of the Dong River all turned into a long dragon and poured into the mouth of the Dong River.

The Desolate in the city frantically used their sacrificial spells to fight against the water of the Dong River.

However, their sacrificial spells encountered problems halfway. They either collided with each other or collapsed at a certain point, causing the entire sacrificial spell to fail and even backfire on the caster. A few of the sacrificial spells that were released were useless when they collided with the long dragon.