Chapter 543
Negri wasn't one to hold a grudge.
After finding what he wanted from 2333's database, he let it go.
It wasn't like he could run away now.
His method of traversing worlds had been sealed by Negri, and even if it wasn't, he wouldn't dare run away.
After traversing so many worlds, the system had seen a lot. It understood that even if these god-tier existences weren't skilled in a certain aspect, they could still crush most ordinary people.
As a system, while it had some configured abilities, these abilities were mostly used to assist in traversing worlds and to trap the host.
2333 was just a halo collector, not a main character trainer. At that time, the system would be able to load all sorts of abilities, such as shop, lottery, chat, strengthening, or luck plundering.
After all, the halo collector was a mass-produced system, and there were currently hundreds of millions of such systems constantly searching for worlds, then thinking of ways to trick the main character.
It was better to just stay here, 2333 thought. Rather than waiting for Vientiane's rescue, it was better to think of a way to show off in front of this lord. Perhaps he would be able to turn over a new leaf and work for Lord Negri.
Just as 2333 was thinking about how to rely on Negri, another change came from the battlefield.
Nala was still in a stalemate with Xu Yao, but it was foreseeable that if the starlight didn't stop, Xu Yao would definitely be able to survive the burning flames.
At that time, Nala would no longer be Xu Yao's opponent.
On the other hand, Nala would have to carefully deal with the attacks of the apostles and transmigrators.
Even if the subjugation team gradually gained the upper hand, with the appearance of Evil God Carrilla, the situation once again became unclear.
Carrilla didn't directly enter the battlefield. No matter what, he was still an Evil God clone, and he could sense that there were many clones of Evil Gods in this world.
Entering the battlefield rashly would make him a target, and he would be ambushed and kicked out by other Evil Gods.
His goal was clear: to destroy this world's resistance, but not too early.
Because he wanted to plunder more benefits, he had to make the Main God world reach the requirements to become a high-level world, which was to break through the blockade of the Flame world.
But if it was too easy for the Sovereign's World to accomplish this and preserve too much of its power, then if he wanted to plunder the Sovereign's World in the future, he would definitely have to pay an even greater price.
Thus, it would take time to decide how to act. It would be better to accumulate strength first.
As for Liu Zipeng's wish, Carrilla's body squirmed, and a huge gem was squeezed out of his body. It was covered in blood, flesh, and bones.
Soon, a round gem with three legs appeared in the field and charged towards Nala.
As for Carrilla, he had sunk into the ground and was nowhere to be found.
No evil god was easy to fool.
On the battlefield, blood splattered as his body fell heavily to the ground.
More and more people joined the battle. These people were all hired by the transmigrator, and some were even people who had left the crusade.
There was a trace of shame on their faces, but since they were here, it meant that they had gained the trust of the Transmigrators.
The crusade didn't show them any mercy.
"Why don't you understand? Stargate's civilization is more developed than ours. Although their arrival caused us to suffer a certain amount of disaster, it was only a pain. After that, with the help of Stargate, our civilization will shine even brighter!"
"Shine even brighter as a slave?" Alkors looked at the young man in front of him and suddenly wanted to laugh.
Alkors could tell that this young man truly believed that helping Stargate would make the world a better place, and it was because of this that he wanted to laugh even more.
Laughing at his naivety, laughing at the ignorance of his own world.
The civilization of his own world was indeed backward and ignorant. Such a kind-hearted person couldn't receive a proper education, so naive that he believed that the transmigrators from another world were here to help them.
"That's just your arrogance. Is it so hard to admit that you're backward?" The young man shouted angrily: "The nobles and the royal family, this system is backward, those rulers have no effect on this world. If Stargate were to rule us, it would only make this world a better place"
"You're just arrogant because of your original status, refusing to bow your head. You're hindering the development of the world!"
The young man's eyes showed a sense of realization, he blocked Alkors' sword and said angrily: "If you think that I joined Stargate as a slave, then being a slave is also better than living in this backward world"
"No matter what you think, I will wipe out all of you who stand in my way!" The young man's Steel aura burst forth, his soul was burning, and so was his body. At this moment, he was burning his soul to forge steel, ignited by his realization.
"An excellent junior, but this is the sorrow of our world" Alkors looked at the young man's state, his gaze turning from sorrow to calmness.
Perhaps the young man's thoughts were somewhat correct, but such a world of flames would never be able to truly stand up.
His lifeline was being controlled by another group, being devoured and digested.
Only by constantly improving oneself could one truly get rid of the backwardness.
Alkors understood the young man's thoughts, but he also had his own persistence. The experience of [Respiratory Art], the teachings of the Grandmaster, all ignited at this moment, along with his soul and body.
"For this world!"
"For this world!"
The two swords crossed each other, the two burning men stared at each other, their respective beliefs seemed to have been ignited at this moment, released along with the swinging of their swords and limbs.
"The Ghost Knight!!!"
The [Black Crow] germs in Netherril's body were flowing, desperately extracting his vitality, the continuous battle made the collective will of the germs stronger and stronger.
But now, his body had been drained dry, the wounds that could have been healed in the blink of an eye were now too late to heal.
The withered body shouted his last words.
"My everything is yours, for the Saintess, for our world!"
The Ghost Knight was startled, then understood Netherril's plan.
The Ghostmen and Crowmen were both Negri's subordinates, but a thousand years later, the two sides had a great conflict. The Impurity that the Ghost Knight drank came from the Impurity Crow, which was not pure and could not compare to the one extracted from the Crowmen.
"For our world!" The Ghost Knight muttered softly. A dark claw reached out from the void and pierced through Netherril. The [Black Crow] germs attached themselves to the dark claw, appeared on the Ghost Knight's body through the spatial connection, and poured into his body.
This was his [Origin] ability as a Ghostman, the Hollow Ghost, a monster that existed in a different layer of space and was completely under his control, or rather, a second body. Only a small part of his body could come to this space, but he could still erupt with powerful combat power.
"Charge!" Raising his sword, the Ghost Knight once again joined the battle. The combination of the Crowman germs and the Ghostman system allowed him to once again erupt with combat power. The Hollow Ghost also stretched out its hands from the different space, harvesting the enemy's lives.
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