allonlinenovel Chapter 1249 Wuwei!
Chapter 1249 Wuwei!
The Lord of Wuwei spoke these words with utmost conviction.
Even the Starfall, the Carefree Pendant, and the Immortal Crossing Sword, who had been protecting Gu Xiu, were somewhat surprised. The old woman, whose only remaining head was standing, screamed in terror:
"They're insane! They're insane!"
"Duke Wuwei, you're a madman! You actually intend to gamble with the lives of fifty million people?"
"You actually think this kid can relieve the suffering of the Three Enclosures Sea of Sin? Does he even deserve it?"
She clearly couldn't understand it; it was unbelievable.
But Duke Wuwei didn't expect the other party to understand anything. He ignored him, not only because he didn't want to waste his breath, but also because he had no energy left to say anything more.
The monstrous demons continued to swarm in, overwhelming him. Even though he had the geographical advantage, he was still just one person when faced with these fearless and inexhaustible monstrous demons. Even though he was a half-saint of the Divine Path of Military Strategists and an incomparably powerful half-saint of the Breaking Army Path.
His divine power was constantly being depleted, his physical strength was weakening, and the wounds on his body were inevitably increasing.
In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, his battle robe was already stained with blood.
Half an hour later, the halberd had begun to chip.
After an hour, he was barely recognizable as a human being. His body was covered in hideous wounds, with not a single patch of intact skin. Even though his powerful physique could heal, the healing process had slowed considerably.
Even so, he remained standing in the same place.
He mechanically wielded his halberd, refusing to yield an inch even as his battle robe was stained with blood.
But as the saying goes, human strength has its limits.
More and more powerful demonic creatures are gathering from places farther away from Wuwei City. Among them are many eighth-tier demonic creatures. Faced with such a boundless attack, Duke Wuwei's smooth movements finally began to slow down, and his consciousness began to become somewhat blurred.
After dealing with the evil demon in front of him once again, and seeing six more eighth-tier evil demons appear behind him, Duke Wuwei finally couldn't help but speak softly:
"Gu Xiu, I can sense that your aura has stabilized. If I'm not mistaken, you should be breaking through soon."
“Listen carefully to what I’m about to say. There is actually a divine array set up by the Yin-Yang School in Wuwei City. The core of it is in the Yin-Yang School’s temple. That array can turn the entire Wuwei City into a dark and treacherous inferno. It is a way for Wuwei City and the evil demon to perish together.”
"In the Taoist temple, there is a Valley God Immortal Pill made according to the Taoist path of valuing life. After taking this pill, one can temporarily enter a state of seclusion, and evil demons will not be able to harm you for the time being."
"After you break through, don't worry about me and Wuwei City. Go and take the Valley God Immortal Pill, then activate the Yin Yang School's magic array. Then find a way to survive, fight with everything you can to survive, then hide away and cultivate to an even stronger realm."
"Then, when you are strong enough, I hope that you will help Sanyuan Niehai in the name of Wuwei City protecting you today."
When Duke Wuwei said these words, his voice was already hoarse beyond recognition, but his attitude was exceptionally firm.
Everyone fell silent.
Whether it was the Mo family's divine path leader Zhao Ci and his group who were doing their best to help resist the evil demon, or the few loyal guards who had always fought alongside Duke Wuwei, or even the old woman who only had a head left, they all fell silent.
They know.
Duke Wuwei was exhausted; this time, he was making his final arrangements.
If the Duke of Wuwei cannot hold the city, without him to share the greatest burden, all of them will be slaughtered, and the entire city of Wuwei will fall completely.
"Lord Wuwei, can this boy really... save Sanyuan?" Even the old woman, whose only remaining head was left, couldn't help but ask again. However, this time her voice was less hoarse and incredulous, and more filled with a sense of sorrow for the dying.
"I do not know."
Duke Wuwei shook his head, but his tone remained remarkably firm: "But I know that neither the city lords of the Twelve Cities of Ziwei, nor the two high and mighty Holy Emperors, nor the number one figures of each divine path can find a way to relieve the suffering of the Three Enclosures Sea of Calamity."
The old woman fell silent.
The only hope in the Three Enclosures of Calamity was the passing of Sui Xuchu, but Sui Xuchu is dead, and all hope for the Three Enclosures of Calamity has been extinguished.
And this Gu Xiu may not be powerful enough now, and may have even been nothing more than an ant in his eyes before.
But it cannot be denied.
Someone who could provoke even an eighth-tier evil demon to mobilize and kill him.
perhaps……
There might actually be some hope.
"Hiss~!"
Just then, a muffled sound rang out, and a sharp, serrated bone spur pierced through the back of Duke Wuwei's throat.
Duke Wuwei wanted to retaliate, but just as he was about to make a move, several different attacks fell, entangling his hands and feet and binding him tightly.
It was a joint attack by five eighth-tier evil demons.
They hadn't acted blindly before, but had been waiting for an opportunity. Now that they found that Duke Wuwei was on his last legs, they immediately planned to kill him on the spot and eliminate this only threat.
Duke Wuwei was eventually exhausted. He wanted to resist, but he could not break free from the restraints of five powerful demons whose strength was no less than his and who had been maintaining their strength. A blade as sharp as a sickle, entirely green, hung above his head.
It then fell heavily.
The people behind couldn't bear to look away; they couldn't bear to see such an almost invincible half-saint of the divine path perish in such a tragic way.
Duke Wuwei laughed wildly, showing no fear whatsoever. Instead, he stared intently at the descending cold light, his divine power surging violently. He wanted to trigger a self-destruction of his divine power, taking the powerful demons before him down with him.
Those five eighth-tier demonic creatures possessed intelligence, albeit not high, but they could still sense basic threats and immediately tried to flee.
But unexpectedly.
The blood and qi in Duke Wuwei's body instantly locked onto the limbs they had pierced into his body, making it difficult for them to escape.
"You demons, do you know why you call me Wuwei?"
"Because I..."
"Bearing the might of the Broken Army, guarding the Three Enclosures, born to suppress demons, and dying to bring calamity!"
"The Three Walls, may they never be extinguished!!!"
Before he could finish speaking, his violent power surged forth in an instant. He was like a star about to explode. Even the barely unleashed aura caused the demon army that had already breached two city gates to tremble and prostrate themselves on the ground.
"Father!"
A cry of surprise rang out at that moment. Duke Wuwei turned his head and saw that it was Fei Zhongboyuan, who had almost destroyed Wuwei City. Although he had been imprisoned, he had managed to escape during the demon attack, but instead of leaving, he prevented the people in the city from building a defense line.
Realizing that Duke Wuwei was about to perish, the resentment in his eyes had long since vanished, replaced by endless grief.
Duke Wuwei smiled wryly and did not respond.
He was no longer able to respond.
He knew he was about to die, and that his child would follow in his footsteps after him. He couldn't describe his thoughts at that moment, only that he still owed his son an explanation.
But at that moment...
Time seemed to have suddenly stopped.
The violent power within him seemed about to erupt at any moment, yet it never seemed to. He could clearly see the despair in the eyes of the people in the distance, the tragic grandeur in the eyes of the soldiers, and the regret and fear in Zhong Boyuan's eyes.
Even the struggles of these powerful eighth-tier demonic creatures ceased.
This……
what's going on?
Duke Wuwei was horrified, but at that moment, a soft sigh came out, and then he felt a palm on his back, and gentle spiritual power poured into his body, nourishing his injured body and even calming down his violent divine power.
This is clearly spiritual power, how could it be done to this extent?
and……
Who is this?
The thought had barely formed when the figure with a full head of white hair, who had been sitting cross-legged with eyes closed for over half a month, stepped forward and slowly walked to his side. His tone was calm, yet it conveyed an undeniable firmness:
"Thank you for protecting me, senior."
"Leave the rest to me."