Blood.

The blood flowed backwards under the will of the Shifang Temple.

The mutilated corpses were reshaped, and the broken souls were mended—

'Poof-'

Failed.

One inch at a time, annihilating the soul. Zhao Fukong, who started not long ago, is far stronger than Shifang Yuan Liuge, who has not left the East China Sea team and left behind a secret hand - she did leave a power mark on Miyamoto Kuraki to maintain the other party's life, and even become a help at a critical moment. However, at that time, she really couldn't fight against an inch at this stage.

Man is dead and cannot be resurrected. The resurrection item on the samurai's body was severed along with his soul. And the depth of the attack of an inch step is also enough to extinguish the vast majority of the resurrection skill effects that the fourth-order reincarnator can access.

He's dead.

He died once, and this was the second.

In today's battlefield situation, this can be regarded as hopeless.

The girl in the wheelchair lowered her eyes.

The wreckage under his feet was wiped out and the remaining blood was removed. Everything that belonged to the samurai of the Tokai Team was completely repelled somewhere in isolation in this universe at this moment, leaving no debris left.

She didn't seem very happy.

And at this moment, at this moment, no one can be sure whether she cares or not, sad.

Behind her, more than a dozen figures with huge breaths broke away from the secret state one by one. They looked around cautiously and vigilantly, and then turned their gaze to the girl in the wheelchair.

"Shifang Yuan Layman......" A reincarnation of the Celestial Legion dressed as a monk spoke after measuring the combat strength of the group around him, "Have we arrived on Earth?" What should we do next? ”

The girl in the wheelchair was motionless, did not respond, and did not have any superfluous words or movements.

It's not the first time this kind of thing has happened, in an environment like the Celestial Gods, occasionally encountering such a situation requires a stuffy gourd like Shifang Yuan Liuge to take the lead. And many of the lower-level members of the Celestial Team actually probably understand how to get along with her.

"So let's check our surroundings first?"

No response.

If you don't, it's the default. The will of the strong is thus satisfied.

And it was only at this time that the lower-level spiritual power of the Celestial God Team released their spiritual fluctuations. Even if this is just an idea, or even a natural pre-exploration step, in the Celestial Force, it must be allowed to be used with the permission of the higher-ups.

And some of them soon showed a look of surprise.

"It's Captain Song Tian! He took the others with him 13,000 kilometers away...... He asks us to search for the scattered reincarnators who are scattered on Earth...... I also want Lord Shifangyuan, you should go and meet him immediately! ”

They had to act immediately.

None of them could move.

The girl in the wheelchair raised her hand to one side, and all 'movement' in the surrounding area was stopped. And her fingertips slid along a slashing mark in the void, and something intangible, but tangible, landed in her palm.

"Tomi." That invisible thing merged into the cognition of the Celestial Forces, and in the dark, they sensed something. An individual belonging to the concept of the East American team was captured by their senses.

It seems to be a psychic person.

The intensity was good, but it wasn't to the fourth middle school, and she was fleeing sharply from where the battlefield was.

"Priority." Shifang Yuan Liuge gave instructions.

Her instructions did not conflict with Song Tian's will.

Naturally, the unconflicting orders would be fulfilled at the first moment—the Celestials' lower reincarnations bowed to her and took a hunt for the psychic power they didn't know was Alysandra's true name. As for whether Shifang Yuan Liuge went to rendezvous with Song Tian, it was not that they were qualified to deal with it.

They disappeared.

The girl in the wheelchair remained in place.

The whole planet came into her eyes at this moment, and she saw the blockaded space in the Antarctic permafrost made of countless mystical flags. Ying Long and Calles are there to deal with the main force of the East American team. Beyond the celestial dome, at the tip of the Earth, which was still rising along the perpendicular line of the ecliptic plane under the nameless propulsion, the lunar wreckage of the reincarnation coalition forces was in the same overlapping, but not impregnable spatial barrier.

Song Tian's charged slash could only be used three times at most, and he had already consumed two of them—there was no way he could waste the third sword before the Demon Team arrived, unless there was additional advice from Andromeda.

Andromeda ......

Shifang Yuan Liuge looked at the reincarnation watch in his hand, and the score on it was very clear, the score of the team battle was still minus three, which happened to maintain the same data as the official member that Andromeda had brought with him when he left. And she never believed that Andromeda would have the kindness to block the knife for the junior members, or die at the hands of the cross-border blow before the consumables ran out.

Andromeda is not supposed to be dead. It's just that I can't return to the battle sequence of the Celestial Team for the time being.

And on this basis, the combat power that Song Tian can exert is only an ordinary strong four. Stronger than the stellar behemoth, but not much exceeding. And until Andromeda returns, he probably won't break the container of his body.

In other words, if the reincarnation coalition forces go all out, they should be able to gather the combat strength to fight against Song Tian and his subordinate Celestial Squad.

If the Donghai team goes all out, they should be able to face Song Tian alone, and still be able to ensure the possibility of continuation.

But if Song Tian and his team add her Shifang Courtyard Liuge, then even if she doesn't make a move, the fact that she simply 'exists'. This can make the entire Samsara coalition army inclined to perish. And if she didn't participate, then maybe there would be a little chance to fight the court.

After all, Andromeda is only leaving, not confirming his death.

Then, the advice that Andromeda left behind when he left, "Try not to kill the reincarnators other than the two teams of Tomi and the Demons". will be fulfilled to the end while she still has authority.

The fledglings always have to take off, and trials always have to be crossed. Time is running out for growth, if you can't soar to the sky. A neat death is also a good ending.

and—

She didn't value them as much as Andromeda thought.

If one day, the Tokai team she has cultivated will stand in front of her and raise their swords to her, intending to cut off her head. She doesn't leave anything to spare when she does it.

But until then......

[Let's go first, deal with that thing that is secretly messing around.] 】

The girl's hand raised earlier was gently lowered. She and the wheelchair under her all turned into disintegrating phantoms in an instant.

………………………………

There is still about an hour and a half before the Demon Team arrives.

It will be ten minutes at most before the defensive barrier above the moon remains is broken.

I don't know how long it will take to decide the winner or loser in the ceremonial battlefield of Antarctica.

And there is still about an hour or so before the impetus of the earth itself disappears, completely detached from the dusk fire covered by the ecliptic plane.

The world is still in crisis.

Individuals who are capable of playing a role in this world crisis are maintaining a state of checks and balances under the impetus of an 'invisible hand'. Strong or weak, increasing or decreasing. All the forces are forced to use the hole cards in hand one after another in this situation of being contained and balanced, all the potential is being realized, and all the information is leaking.

All of this naturally makes sense.

Behind the scenes, most of these people have the same promoter who is deploying variables in real time.

However, just like Chu Xuan's evaluation of the 'little family spirit', the more scheming he is, the more comprehensive he is. The more likely it is to make mistakes and omissions in the corners and details that are difficult to take into account.

Like here, like now.

In South America, the stone statue of Christ is consecrated, and the Cathedral of the Holy Miracle is located. Alice, the chosen living saint, prayed for a long time in the innermost part of the church.

She didn't play much of a role in the salvation cycle.

The archangel Raven, the archangel who symbolizes the sea of souls itself, has been exhausted by the rise of Tiga and has fallen into a deep sleep.

Many of the clergy that the Holy See originally possessed to maintain the order of the world had also lost contact with the High Heaven due to the separation and sweeping of the Dusk Fire—and their power had been drastically weakened by this, almost identical to those of the Sun worshippers, the cultists of Bliss.

The reincarnators know about it, whether it's the coalition, or Tomi, the gods, or the demons.

The reincarnators thought that the power of the Holy See would be difficult to recover in a short period of time. Like several other indigenous forces, the link has been severed by the sweep of the Dusk Fire, and unless there is a strong intervener, the power of the High Heaven will no longer be able to transmit.

Their speculation is not incorrect, when the main reincarnation forces are contained and the earth is not completely out of the ecliptic, even if there is a guide beacon cast by one of the celestial agents, it will be difficult for it to play the same role as before under the basic shield of the main god. However, including the clone Chu Xuan, they still have some deficiencies in the field of intelligence after all.

They didn't know that the power projection of the High Heaven had not been weakened much in this world.

They don't know that one of the reincarnations, one of them who is not under the shield of the Lord God, is already almost confused with the Supreme Heaven, Hohua Buddha, on a conceptual level.

- "Zhan Lan, please respond to me. ”

The living saint prayed silently, and her prayers had echoed in her heart a million times.

- "The world needs your strength, and everyone needs your help. ”

She was as religious and focused as ever, and she didn't expect an immediate response.

Because she has failed many times, for a long time.

But this time, it's different.

The mind is sublimated in silence, and the realm of faith appears again and again in the cognition of the living saint. Once again, she visited the vast constellation of minds. And the sleeping goddess also came into her eyes again.

The link, again and again, was established.

What do you want? 】

The goddess with Zhan Lan's face has not yet awakened, but her will has already filled Alice's heart.

- "Please save the earth, Zhan Lan. Bring more protection down for this planet. Let all the variables that are hidden, that will come, and that will bring disaster to this world, be erased. ”

【…………】

There was a moment of silence in the goddess's thoughts.

And the next moment, the appearance of the earth at this moment was clearly reflected in Alice's eyes. She saw the many battlefields that were sweeping around the world. Saw the confrontation on the Antarctic permafrost and the battle above the Celestial Dome and the Moon Remains. I saw many reincarnators from the gods searching the land and destroying everything they found in the eyesway, and saw ordinary members of the Samsara Coalition hiding in the side halls of the Basilica of Sacred Miracles, and the seekers of the Celestial Corps had already caught a glimpse of her whereabouts.

That person's name was Xue Ling'er, and because she was weak and inconspicuous, she even hid from the eyes of the living saint who had weakened her strength before.

What do you want? 】

The same inquiry resounded in the hearts of the living saints. Obviously, the sleeping goddess needs a need that is clear enough.

…………………………

- Here they are.

Xue Ling'er gently pressed her chest, adjusting the camouflage nun dress draped over her body.

She knew she was going to be exposed.

Because she's weak, she's not even qualified to participate in the meetings of the Reincarnation Alliance, where Neos and Richard have been the full presence of the South American team in many previous battles. And when all the Samsara coalition forces disappeared on the eve of the gods' arrival, she knew she had to make a difference.

The point deduction prompt of the Nan Yanzhou team has not yet sounded - although I don't know where they have gone, but presumably their lives are still preserved by their own will. And regardless of whether there will be a conflict between the Celestials and Dongmei, the stronger Celestial Gods may free up some manpower to deal with the remnants of the Samsara Alliance.

Maybe, maybe not.

If not, then all is fine. Hide yourself and wait for the time to be useful.

And if it will...... Well, the Holy See, which has been silent for a while, also has its glorious times. They didn't have one or two hole cards in hand, which could attract a little bit of war from the gods for the Nanyanzhou team.

This can perhaps be considered a betrayal, as the Holy See and the Reincarnation Coalition once fought side by side.

But......

- I can't care about it so much.

She exhaled softly, and a tiny breath was slightly released in the form of 'accidental'—

'Boom——!!! ’

The area on one side of the Cathedral of the Holy Miracle slammed into pieces. Countless civilians who had taken refuge in the depths of the church screamed and fled in all directions. And two individuals with a huge sense of existence, one tall and one short, have already appeared at the end of the ruins.

"Caught a little mouse." Armored Celestial Reincarnators strode into the ruins of the church.

"Come with us, or—" The other man rubbed his hands, unconcerned, sweeping his gaze from the vast expanse of ruins.

"Let this land pay a heavy enough price for you first. And then—" His body sped up suddenly.

"We'll take your head again." His large, armor-wrapped hand grabbed Xue Ling'er's forehead.