C3033 His Highness the Executor
C3033 His Highness the Executor
"We, a dozen or so old fellows, have already proven the Unblemished Saint many times."
"There is no doubt that there is no Unblemished Supernatural State in this world. There must be a price for humans to pay when they are involved in the Supernatural State."
"We plan to give up and turn our attention to how to minimize the cost of Transcendents."
"Transcendents without a price..."
The old Daoist sighed. Right now, his home was facing an invasion, and the unblemished transcendent was far too insubstantial. It would be better to research on how to minimize the cost.
"That's right. Wu Tian, I've reached an agreement with the King and we're going to try and reduce the price. We hope that it'll work in a short amount of time."
" Faced with an unknown invasion, the only thing we can do is to minimize the damage. "
"Humans have a limit. Our strength is too small."
"Unless a hero like the War God of the East, Cang Lan, or my ancestor, King Arthur can be born."
"Only then can humans see hope and ..."
Old John lit his pipe and took another deep breath before falling into silence. The entire room became incomparably quiet.
"There is no such thing as an unblemished extraordinary. Perhaps there is no such thing in the world."
"Supernormal? Is there really an Undefeated Transcendent?"
"Is our human race going to fall into destruction, just as predicted?"
"Perhaps, there is only the end..."
Perhaps, there is only the end... One after another, the elders spoke up. They were all Extraordinaires with seven rings and above. Perhaps they were not good at fighting, but their knowledge was definitely the most advanced.
"No, Senior Wang, Senior John, you're all wrong."
"The more it's like this, the more you don't want to give up. If even you give up, then who will the future of humanity depend on?"
"The first thing that exists in this world is the Unbreakable Extraordinary. Whether it's the warriors, cultivators in the Eastern Continent, or the warriors and mages in the Western Continent, although the path of the Extraordinary is different and the occupations are different, in the end, they all have the same destination."
"The Undefeated Extraordinary has always existed, but our world has been invaded, and it has also been polluted. The laws of heaven and earth that we came from have been altered."
"I won't hide it from you seniors. Even if you don't persist any longer, I will definitely persevere. No matter how difficult it is up ahead, I will continue."
"The future of our human race is not in the hands of the gods and devils. The fate of our human race can only be determined by us humans."
"If the seniors don't plan to study, just give me your research notes and information. Let me study for you."
"It'll take at least ten years and at most five years. I'll definitely be able to find a brand new path to transcend the mortal world."
Gu Huang's words were righteous, and his eyes were filled with seriousness. This path to transcend was related to his ability to break through to the supreme level, and also to his ability to win. Therefore, they could stop fighting, but he had to continue.
"Young friend Wu Tian, why?"
"Please give me a complete answer. Why do you believe that there will be no harm to the extraordinary?"
"You've already seen it for yourself. Our home is being invaded by the devils. Every minute we delay, one of our own will die miserably."
"Don't you waver at all? Don't you have any pity at all? What if the extraordinary doesn't exist at all?"
"On what basis do you think that you can figure it out within ten years?"
The old Daoist Wang Xuan was greatly moved because he knew very well what this matter would bring about. Not only would it not harm the extraordinary, even more people would die!
"Little friend Wu Tian, who are you?"
"Ten years of research to be able to bring out the extraordinary, do you know what you're talking about?"
"Little friend, is what you said true?"
Old John also looked at Gu Huang in disbelief. He couldn't believe his ears. After all, that meant that he was extraordinary without any injuries. How could he be so sure of that?
"Senior Wang, Senior John!"
"Can we talk in private?"
Gu Huang knew very well that these two men had a lot of say in the Mage Association, even in the major transcendent organizations, and even in the churches. Furthermore, the two men were indispensable to the research of the extraordinary. Although it was only the first time they had met, it would be suspicious if they kept it a secret.
Since there was the highest degree of freedom and there was no hint about the plot world, then the characters in the plot were especially important.
The old Taoist, Wang Xuan, and Red Beard John looked at each other and nodded their heads one after another. They signaled Gu Huang to follow the two of them. Since things had come to this point, everyone knew what it meant.
There must be more and more secrets...
At this time, Old John and Wang Xuan led Gu Huang into a room with a magic seal. There were also all kinds of extraordinary restrictions placed inside that could prevent most eavesdroppers from eavesdropping.
"Little friend Wu Tian, you can tell me now. No one will be able to spy on this place. Even if a Nine-Ring Extraordinary comes, it will be useless."
"Yes, little friend. Wu Tian, you can tell me now."
Old John and the old Taoist Wang Xuan spoke with faces full of anticipation. They had studied the Immunity Transcendental Tower for a very, very long time, and they had roughly estimated that it had been at least fifty to sixty years, but they still hadn't been able to enter.
"Seniors, regarding my origin and identity, I think that it's better if someone else tells me!"
"This will also increase our persuasiveness."
"Marcus, come out!"
Gu Huang immediately summoned Marcus, and as a bright red array shadow appeared on the ground, it was filled with an incomparably thick sulfuric smell. Marcus, the Great Devil from the Purgatory, had arrived, so he naturally maintained the posture of the Lava Demon.
"Your Highness, Marcus is at your service!"
Marcus gave Gu Huang an elegant bow before he directly turned into a human and retreated to the side. His expression was filled with respect.
"Great Devil... Marcus... Wu Tian... Who are you?"
"Your Highness, the Executor... You... Are you the spokesperson of God?"
"I wonder which God it is?"
The old Taoist Wang Xuan was filled with shock, and couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. He never would have thought that Marcus, the Great Devil from the Seventh Purgatory, would be able to summon him.
"Little friend Wu Tian, who exactly are you?"
Old John was filled with shock, and his eyes were filled with disbelief. He couldn't help but take in a few breaths of cold air, which was a shiver that came from the bottom of his heart.
"Who the hell does a god think he is? He is worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as my master."
"The name of my master is not something all of you can hear."
"All you need to know is that Lord Wutian is the representative of an ultimate, supreme, and one and only lord."
"And for some reason, that supreme being is unable to come down with his true body, but that supreme being is fighting with the Destroyer of the Unworldly World."
"The Executor is the inheritor of His Holiness. He will come to save the world."
Marcus snorted coldly. What kind of bullsh * t god dared to be compared to His Holiness? They must be tired of living.
Chapter 15 - Death