Chapter 1419
Chapter 1419 - 1415: Impulse
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Lu Ping’an had expected a bitter battle the next day... but it never came.
To be precise, even by the afternoon of the next day, the high-level combat power of the enemy hadn’t made a move.
Only the frontline continued the fight, giving Lu Ping’an time to examine the situation there.
"Uh, quite grim."
He had no particular thoughts; he just saw too many deaths.
Both sides’ war machines, middle-high tier powers, could kill scores in a single attack, burying those hiding in trenches and tunnels alike.
Meow took one look and retreated back to the courtyard.
Her overly sensitive senses, the wailing of countless souls, were too much for her to bear.
At the same time, too many resentful spirits were generated, making too many sounds of the undead wail and scream in her ears.
They spoke to the "Spiritualized Saintess" of their misfortune and sorrow, their final lingering regrets echoing throughout the world as if countless ghastly faces were screaming simultaneously.
"Meow! What the hell!"
This scene was clearly too unfriendly for her spiritualized constitution.
Yet, after about fifteen minutes, Meow came out again...
"I have to get used to it, Meow, geez, it’s really brutal, Meow."
Meow had experienced wars before, but this was indeed her first time witnessing such a fierce and seemingly resultless war, alongside Lu Ping’an.
Anyone could see that the slaughter on both sides was futile, but no one dared retreat... Whether it was the Naga Warlord’s thorny poison whip or the Spear Throwers Supervisory Team, they struck swiftly and fiercely.
This was a war of all creatures, not just the subordinates... The superiors were also restraining each other.
In yesterday’s war, Lu Ping’an maintained his calm throughout, under great pressure but still in a "routine combat state", and the enemy’s high-level combat power was probably no different.
Using their abilities to slaughter ordinary warriors to push the line? Unless you’re truly overpowering, such expenditures, especially the professionals’ "Extraordinary Loss of Control", could lead to your death when encountering an equally powerful adversary.
Before the battle even started, if your overload is already over half, that’s like inviting your opponent to try to kill you.
"Don’t use massive destructive abilities on ordinary warriors, don’t push yourself to the limit, always keep more than fifty percent in reserve..."
Lu had almost figured out the rules of this game... He pondered for a moment, his option to defer payments could essentially bypass this regulation.
He could fully push to seventy percent overload and when it seemed he could no longer fight, give himself an "Pollution Overload" postponement... If it weren’t for this tactic, he wouldn’t have been able to outlast Bane.
"...Forget it."
He eventually pulled his hand back, looking out at the vast sky and the world before him now haunted by the Exotic Realm, Lu Ping’an gave up.
He could use the initial encounter to kill, and tempt to kill one or two "Kings"... but what was the point?
The influence of the Octopus, the world beyond the Exotic Realm, could easily dispatch another two, and Lu Ping’an might get specially targeted and watched because of the leaked information.
Perhaps, using this ability to protect oneself when necessary is much more realistic and rational.
"It really is despairing..."
Even though he was already above Rule-level, even though he was already seen as a Nuclear Warhead in the eyes of the people, feeling all the death of the surrounding life, Lu Ping’an still felt helpless.
It wasn’t that he was weak; he could already be considered top combat power.
But facing this endless surge, this entire world’s fate, he seemed unable to change anything.
Is saving the soldiers before him meaningful? Someone else would just fill the line, just a different set of unlucky fellows.
Is killing one or two Rule-level beings meaningful? Perhaps gaining a few more deadly foes is the only outcome.
Risking everything to kill the opposing eighth-tier, to directly push down this defense line, to win this local battlefield’s victory, should that be meaningful? In fact, it’s still likely meaningless; next month the enemy would send new powerful warriors and then push the frontline back.
"It’s really frustrating..."
At this moment, Lu Ping’an subconsciously looked up at the sky.
He seemed to see in a distant universe, that Firebird slowly spreading its wings, countless worlds, ethnic groups, deities, mortals beneath its feathers.
Perhaps, only such beings could at whim decide the fate of gods and demons, good and evil, could truly protect their own kind.
"Power, eh..."
At that moment, the hand that reached out grasped only emptiness, and for the first time, Lu Ping’an earnestly desired power.
"...but not this kind."
Not far from the front lines, that foolish "Octopus" appeared again, relentlessly tearing through defenses, slaughtering mortals.
A gigantic monster, a war machine that couldn’t be resisted, seemed invincible... but the power Lu Ping’an desired wasn’t this reckless and purely destructive force.
"Maybe do some work, huh..."
Since the unsaid agreement was broken and it was believed that violence could solve everything, it was only natural that one could die from violence too.
"...that monster."
Let’s go back a bit in time, when Lu Ping’an was harassed by poison penetration, his opponent was also having a hard time.
In the abyss of the deep sea, the enormous Three-Headed Dragon lay on the coral reefs, served by countless Fishmen, Naga, and Snake-men.
It seemed as if it had just returned from hell, its body covered in wounds large and small.
The burning blaze still quietly burning underwater, the slash wounds couldn’t heal, the massive penetration wounds caused by a heavy cannon, and the most painful of all was the pure physical punch... Even the Three-Headed Dragon, Buda of Symbol Abyss, could not comprehend how such a small body possessed almost infinite strength, how the soaring flames brought such brute force that could penetrate its scales supposed to protect against everything.
"It’s troublesome, he has too many abilities, a very solid foundation, not like the young people in the data..."
"Very dangerous, he has a few weapons that could be lethal to us..."
"At least he still has lines he won’t cross..."
The three heads exchanged opinions, despite the horrifying wounds all over, it seemed they felt nothing at all.
This was despite it having already undergone several rounds of regeneration... The remaining wounds were not the type that ordinary treatments could easily handle.
Troublesome, dangerous, but not entirely difficult to deal with... when the Three-Headed Dragon confirmed the situation of the opponent’s defenses, it breathed a sigh of relief.
This year was probably its three-hundredth year or more serving the Octopus clan.
Endless wars and deaths drained its energy and made it indifferent to victories and defeats; even flattening the enemy’s lines would only welcome tougher opponents.
"Those eyes..."
"Clairvoyance? Perspective?"
"It seems like we’re completely seen through, I suspect he’s watching us right now."
The Three-Headed Dragons communicated with each other, their sense and guesses making them aware of the most dangerous aspect of Lu Ping’an.
A whole day of tough battles, yet Lu Ping’an had never once placed himself in a dire situation, each attack targeted his weakest points... this clearly wasn’t normal, he seemed to have eyes with the ability to foresee.
High perception, high recovery, strong in close combat, plays with fire, and worst of all, he’s a Life system... At this moment, the "Symbol Abyss Dragon" Buda also felt the urge to switch defenses.
𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
Originally heard that an eighth-tier had been replaced by a newbie seventh-tier, had thought it would be easier on his side, but it now felt more dangerous.
"Just wear them out for now."
"See the attitude on the other side, put it off for a couple of days..."
"Next month we’re switching defenses too, no need for a hard fight."
The Three-Headed Dragon lay down, its wound healing speed slowed by a third again.
But while it wanted to lie down, someone didn’t...
"Master! The Crimson Star King has rushed out! She’s gone out alone!"
"That stupid, brainless mollusk!"
— End of Chapter 1419 —