Chapter 540
In the sky, a Grandmaster of Combat who could fly and attack from a distance fell from the sky, smoke rising from his body.
His Steel Aura had completely collapsed, and his life that should have stopped long ago had finally stopped.
He was the Grandmaster of Combat with the furthest attack range, which was why he stood up, intercepting missiles and withstanding the shockwaves of explosions.
It was only when there were no more missiles in the sky that he breathed a final sigh of relief.
Alkors did not have the time to mourn the death of another comrade, and simply swung the sword in his hand, cutting the robot in front of him in two with much difficulty.
Looking at the robot that was spewing out massive amounts of steam and sparks, Alkors quickly jumped away to avoid the next explosion.
At first, the members of the Crusade were unsure of the characteristics of those robots, and they were completely restrained by them.
Their coating was resistant to most Steel Aura, and the third-generation Difference Engine had also recorded many Grandmaster of Combat combat routines and formed several countermeasures.
But after fighting for some time, they found the robot's weakness. The magically modified Difference Engine was ultimately inferior to a real living brain, and when the countermeasures were completed, it appeared a little stiff.
Defeating them was only a matter of time.
And yet, the most important thing now was time.
Her Highness Nala had been brought into the enemy's ambush range and was fighting against them. The sooner they got there, the sooner they could help Her Highness.
That sense of urgency made Alkors feel that his Steel Aura had been tempered a step further, and without stopping to lament, he directly rushed towards the other robots to help his comrades escape.
Under such circumstances, every member of the Crusade was fighting with no regard for their own safety, and each of them were doing things that they would have never done in the past.
"Charge!"
When most of the intercepting steam robots had fallen, Alkors roared and advanced towards Nala with bloodshot eyes.
Nala held the Dragonscale Sword and ignited the flames with all her might, igniting the power of the Black Abyss around her along with Xu Yao to hasten the death of the twisted monster.
But with the constant support of starlight, Xu Yao's dark body kept twisting, layer after layer of petrified shell falling off while his body was gradually shrinking, but he was still stubbornly staying alive.
As the power of the Black Abyss was slowly ignited, some mechanical birds that had been wound up stared at the battlefield and transmitted the images back to the basement.
"Those fellas!" Liu Zipeng quickly understood the situation, feeling helpless towards the apostle's desire to live.
"Hurry up and kill Nala. She doesn't have much combat power left!"
"If you delay the battle, you won't be able to escape the Main God's punishment."
Liu Zipeng pressed down on the communication device's button, issuing orders to those apostles who managed to escape with their lives.
The battle in the Otherworld had caused the Main God World's ability to transmit information to this world to become extremely weak. The only reason they were able to use the starlight on the bodies of the Transmigrators was because they had prepared a backup plan.
In addition, the Sovereign's will also needed to guard against the interference of Negri and other existences, so as to ensure that the starlight transmission channel wasn't directly taken away.
When the apostles heard the voice of the communicator, they instinctively shuddered. They were too deeply entangled with the Lord God. Even if they left the world, they could not escape punishment.
After living in the space for a long time, the apostles had formed a conditioned reflex towards missions. For the apostles, missions were the only thing they had to complete.
Therefore, when the mission was issued, no matter how unwilling they were to face Nala, they could only brace themselves and rush over.
When Alkors and the others rushed over, they saw Nala covered in flames and the black monster she stabbed with her sword.
They also saw the group of apostles who were preparing to plot against her.
Without any communication, the members of the crusade group raised their swords and shouted, "Attack!" and rushed forward.
Although they were not in a good state, for the sake of Her Highness Nala, for the dream in their hearts, they were not afraid.
A fierce battle broke out. In a battle between Extraordinaires of this scale, it was not like a one-on-one battle, where one could obtain information about the enemy's abilities through probing, and then finally defeat the enemy bit by bit.
In a group battle, there were too many dangers. They had to bring out their full strength as soon as possible. If they didn't deal with it properly, they would be killed directly. Only by doing everything they could to reduce the number of enemies could they survive.
At the beginning of the battle, the apostles had the advantage. Their abilities were strange, and when they fought against Nala before, most of them cherished their lives and conserved a lot of their strength.
But then, the situation of the battle gradually reversed. Although the people of the subjugation team were also fighting with all their might under the pressure of the mission, the apostles all had the mentality of 'I'd rather die than die'. Some life-saving trump cards had to be kept for others to fill in the holes.
Compared to the crusade group that was united around a single belief, there was still a gap.
It was this gap that allowed the crusade group to gradually reverse the situation.
The Crowmen, Netherer, was first pulled into the crusade group by the apostles, but then he was conquered by Nala's personal charm.
He, who was determined to break the curse of the Black Crow Family, did not choose to leave the Punitive Crusade Team, whose status had fallen, and join the Stargate. Instead, he stayed in the Punitive Crusade Team and used the power brought by the family curse at this moment.
Black limbs gushed out of his body, surrounded by the aura of steel. He attacked the apostles by choking, whipping, stabbing, and other methods.
The collective consciousness of the [Black Raven] germs also became more and more active as Netherer continued to use it, and it gradually interfered with the consciousness of the original body.
Netherer no longer cared. Although this power was accompanied by a curse, when it was used for the right thing, even if it was still surrounded by an ominous aura, this power was glorious.
This was something he learned from Nala.
In the basement, Liu Zipeng and the short man saw that the situation was gradually leaning towards the crusade group and immediately decided to activate their backup plan.
A large number of gold coins, gems, and other wealth were piled up in a pile on one side of the basement.
Carrilla Belimotu, the evil god of wealth. When a large amount of wealth (based on the common values of this world) was sprinkled with the blood of greedy people, their souls would be imprisoned on the wealth, and their bones would be taken to form a three-headed giant.
Finally, the correct incantation could be chanted to summon Carrilla.
This evil god that descended in the form of a skeleton would bestow the most precious treasure to the summoner.
The summoner would become one with the wealth and become a special coin. This coin was the most precious treasure to the summoner, but they could only be a part of it for the rest of their lives and could not own it.
Even so, many people would still summon Carrilla.
One of Liu Zipeng's trump cards was this summoning ritual. Unlike those who were blinded by the most precious treasure, Liu Zipeng had mastered the correct summoning ritual.
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