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Chapter 1114 - 765: Undercurrents

Chapter 1114: Chapter 765: Undercurrents

To prepare for the Hundred Generals Trial Sword where he might face numerous enemies, Li Changhe accumulated over ten thousand points of Dawn Prayer.

He got ready the sheepskin paper that stored the skills of the General Ancestor.

He also took out more than forty bottles of Madman Potion and Dream Potion from the Guild Warehouse, as well as two all-purpose medicines.

From the officials, he obtained a large number of oxygen capsules and Illumination Scrolls.

After finishing the preparations, Li Changhe set aside all training and waited calmly for the Hundred Generals Trial Sword to commence in a dozen or so hours.

After all, these last few days, he had been using the Immortal Cavalry, causing the official team members quite a bit of suffering.

It was time for both him and Old Zhao to take a rest.

Old Zhao and the other new players were nearly driven mad; even while eating in the canteen, they were so paranoid that they were ready to roll and dodge on the spot.

Clearly, the armored warriors had pushed them hard.

So, as dusk fell, in the room of the apartment.

Li Changhe lay back against the headboard of the bed while Xiao Nan snuggled against his chest, enjoying the leisure of being close to each other’s ears and temples.

"Random teleportation in seven areas, no matter where we end up. The first thing we need to do is hide our tracks. Getting close to Hundred Generals City without being discovered by the locals or other players is the safest approach," Xiao Nan whispered, her face close to Li Changhe’s neck: "Don’t be stingy with the oxygen capsules; some terrains may have toxic gases, and by the time you notice, it may be too late."

"Hmm," Li Changhe responded, his hands gently caressing the girl’s fair thighs hidden under the covers.

Xiao Nan’s ears turned red, and in a low voice, she resisted, "We have a task tomorrow, it won’t do..."

"I know..." Li Changhe responded again, but he bent down to kiss the girl’s cherry-colored lips: "But you also know that in front of you, my self-control can be very poor..."

...

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away at a player organization’s base, someone received a message from [Friends].

"Whoever offers Li Ba’s head will receive the Blood River Divinity Inheritance and, as a Blood River Demigod, obtain a world in Blood River... Is this information accurate?"

"There’s no mistake, the message comes directly from a Chaos Believer," someone chuckled softly: "It was worth sparing his life during the Great Tang task. He has actually passed on such news."

Some expressed wonder, "The Blood River really is generous. If someone truly achieves this, won’t they ascend to heaven in one step?"

"Indeed, a world and its Believers... What a tempting reward for divine creatures," someone replied: "Not to mention the Evil God’s Divine Inheritance. It’s not God’s Chosen, but an inheritance! What if you become a Demigod, a Demigod is still a god!"

"With such good rewards, the difficulty will surely be great. It seems that General Li Ba has pressed the Blood River into urgency. But with our strength, it’s unlikely we can kill the Crownless King, right? And in our entire organization, only two people can enter Hundred Generals. Two people trying to take down the Crownless King is a bit too arrogant, isn’t it?" someone analyzed.

"Heh heh, it’s not just us who got the message. The Chaos Believer simply wants us to help eliminate Li Ba. Even if Li Ba has an army of thousands, he cannot withstand the onslaught from so many high-ranked fighters on the Battle Power Rankings!" someone laughed lightly, summarizing: "What we need to do is, in the chaos of battle, behead him faster than anyone else. Contact him; say we’re willing to cooperate."

"Doesn’t that worry you about retaliation from General Mountain... or even the Great Wall?" someone asked: "He is the official’s son-in-law, and he made a move in Canghai City a few days ago; clearly, he’s close with the officials. If it’s discovered that he died at our hands, the officials and General Mountain will surely seek revenge. I don’t want to be targeted by the Black Palace."

"With the Chaos Believers taking the blame for us, what’s there to worry about? As for those participating in the killing," someone scoffed: "They’ll just be grasshoppers on the same rope."

...

In an alley of a city overseas, a man whose hands were nailed to the wall sighed and said, "I’ve said it, I have no ill intentions. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have come to meet you directly. With your strength, well known among the player circle, I doubt any enemy would dare to make such a brazen appearance before you, right?"

A few seconds later, a low voice came from the other end of the alley.

"Control a corpse to find me and still have the face to claim no ill intentions?" The voice was low and husky, neutral, making it difficult to discern the speaker’s gender.

"Well, I’m afraid too. If I really appeared before you in person, I’d probably have become a soul under your blade by now. Besides, you wouldn’t want me to use the Corpse God’s strength in this city, right?" the man responded.

"Corpse God? So it’s you... You should have stayed at your train station, doing your research. How did you manage to find me?" The voice paused, "Tianyan Association?"

"Sort of. I am here to convey a message on behalf of the Tianyan Association," the man replied, "As for my station, it was long since destroyed by General Li Ba."

"If it’s the Tianyan Association, then there’s nothing more to say."

"Wait, please let me finish," the man replied, "I know of your dislike for the Tianyan Association, but the current situation concerns humanity’s interests. As a beneficiary of the Book of Heaven, you should at least listen to all of this."

A few minutes after the man finished speaking, the voice spoke up again.

"You dare to suggest that I swing my blade at a hero of humanity?"

"I’ve delivered my message. I await your decision. The blade of humanity will surely act in humanity’s interests," the man replied with a smile before his body dissolved into thick vapor.

....

Meanwhile, in a branch of the Black Palace, its members were also making their preparations. This Hundred Generals Trial Sword would be personally led by the minister, and they would use the mission to avenge their compatriots.

However, some Black Palace players were vigilantly watching a corner.

In the corner, a dark shadow slowly emerged. Pale fingers stretched out from the shadow, sending a shiver of dread through the Black Palace players.

They knew that many players had died at the touch of those pale fingers.

"Voldemort, stop messing around. You haven’t gained our trust," the Black Palace minister said coldly after glancing at the shadow.

"Just a little joke... heh heh heh..." a chilling laugh came from the corner.

"Minister, are you really going to bring him along? If he’s discovered, that would be bad," a member asked in a low voice. The figure had been their most vigilant of criminals; countless players, including members of the Black Palace, had died at his hands. Now, for some unknown reason, the higher-ups of the Black Palace had recruited him. He had secretly become a member of the Black Palace and had done plenty of their dirty work.

If the outside world knew that Voldemort was with the Black Palace, the repercussions would be serious.

Among those killed by him were many official members of various countries. He was a criminal wanted by several nations.

"No need to worry, I’m here," the Black Palace minister responded indifferently: "How are the Holders who are participating in this mission’s training doing?"

"They are well prepared. Just waiting for the mission to start."

"Good," the minister glanced at the time; there were still several hours left before the Hundred Generals Trial Sword began.

And so were only several hours away from his death.

"Li Ba, oh Li Ba. My lord had given you a chance," the Black Palace minister thought, "Die with regret!"

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