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Chapter 1168 - 817: I Beg You

Chapter 1168: Chapter 817: I Beg You

At this moment, the entire Godfall Canyon was engulfed in fierce battle.

In the final fortress, the Great Wall had already breached the inner walls of the city. The struggle with the Black Palace was closely fought. The skills and tactics of experts from all sides unfolded within the fortress.

Both sides’ Holders were also exerting their own Authority, making the area seem like the arrival of the end of the world.

In the forests far from the fortress, the Moonlight Giant swung his War Saber, vowing to kill all the Chaos Believers.

His teammate, the Seahorse President, was even riding a silver-white dragon that could make someone envious enough to bite their fingers, soaring through the sky and engaging in aerial combat with another Holder.

Deeper into the ruins of the palace, the forces assembled by the Chaos Faction were engaged in fierce combat with the indigenous knights and twisted monsters drawn there.

At this moment, the entire canyon knew only war.

The founders of this epic competition also turned their attention here, seemingly awaiting a certain outcome.

However, as the person involved, Li Changhe knew nothing about this.

He had previously informed Yang Dong that he had already defeated the Biomimetic Teardrop and that the officials didn’t need to pursue it any further.

But Yang Dong had only said to him, "Hang in there, I’ll be there soon!" and then there was no further response.

This left Li Changhe somewhat puzzled. Hang in there for what? He hadn’t encountered any enemy. Had Brother Dong misunderstood something?

"Could it be that the Great Wall folks have started ganging up on the God’s Chosen of Chaos?" Li Changhe wondered.

Meanwhile, he reached out to catch Old Lead, which was falling from the sky. At the moment, Old Lead seemed very satisfied, rolling around in Li Changhe’s palm and even letting out a burp.

After seeing the extent of Old Lead’s repairs, Li Changhe couldn’t help but nod in satisfaction.

After consuming the defense that carried the weight of the entire canyon,

Old Lead’s repair level shot up by 98%!

Indeed, the Strength laid down by a Demigod itself had filled up Old Lead.

With only the last 2% remaining for Old Lead’s repair, Li Changhe was quite expectant.

"Anyway, Old Lead is very satisfied with this payment, and so am I. Now, let’s see what that Demigod was guiding me here for," Li Changhe thought to himself.

Li Changhe, Wuji, and others approached the giant stone door as he thought, ready to unveil that final secret.

After losing the last defense, the giant stone door slowly opened without any external force.

At the same time, a decaying scent spread out.

If the Biomimetic’s target was to kill a human Demigod, then that Demigod should be here now.

Yet the four of them did not feel the presence of any living creature behind the stone door.

"Perhaps in that long stretch of time, he has decayed away," Sword Brother’s voice was filled with emotion. In the void, the throne of that Demigod was already gone, and a Demigod without his throne often had only destruction as an ending.

As the four of them approached the stone door, they could faintly see a room inside that was not very spacious.

And as Li Changhe walked into the palace, the azure flames on his body illuminated the layout inside the room.

The room was not as splendid or luxurious as Li Changhe had expected; its size wasn’t even a quarter of the outside mausoleum’s structure.

Rather than a demigod’s bedroom or tomb, it might be more apt to call it a storeroom.

And in the corner of the room, a number of weapons lay scattered.

These were not any ordinary weapons, Wuji casually touched a halberd, and it was actually one of epic quality.

Li Changhe even spotted several Black Dragon Spears among them.

On the walls, there was a depiction of some kind of glyphs and imagery. This must employ the same skill as those murals that mark the void with symbols.

When Li Changhe’s gaze swept over these images, he could see a knight training his abilities in a certain way.

"It’s an inheritance," said the bronze sword, "These carvings on the wall are extraordinary inheritances unique to this world. If the divine creatures of this world saw these images, they would master these abilities in a short amount of time."

"Again with the extraordinary inheritance, again with the elite weapons. Human demigods intended to cultivate the next generation of mighty warriors here." Wuji surveyed his surroundings and added, "What a pity, it seems, due to some catastrophe, none of this came to fruition. No one knows what happened."

"In any case, it wouldn’t be the outcome he hoped for, otherwise, he wouldn’t have been sealed at the doorway by the Biomimetic Teardrop," Big Iron Pestle shook his head as he spoke.

"All in all, compared to the Skeleton King who recorded his own dynasty’s glory, human demigods preferred to leave behind their own inheritance. The superiority is clear," Li Changhe responded.

And he moved deeper into the room. He... had already seen the demigod.

He was leaning on the Black Stone Throne not far away, his golden armor dull and mottled, the cape behind him decayed beyond recognition.

His flesh had long since withered, devoid of any semblance to a demigod’s state.

To the arrival of Li Changhe and the others, the demigod gave no response; his face, shriveled like a skull, faced the ground, as if he had been dead for a long time.

But...

His black war sabers were placed at both sides of the throne, his hands, now shriveled almost to a skeleton’s, tightly held a black bow, and the other hand grasped a Black Dragon Spear.

He appeared as though he might burst forth from his slumber at any moment, ready to fight to the death with any approaching enemy!

Such an intense fighting spirit, even in his current state, made everyone vigilant. Was he still alive? Yet, there was no sign of the breath of life one would expect from a living creature.

"This is the demigod Lanxiu... Sword Brother, is he still alive?" Wuji whispered: "I feel a sense of danger but no pressure from a higher existence."

"Of course, he... is in a state that borders on life and death. He might as well be a corpse. A corpse that can erupt with terrifying force just once," the bronze sword said solemnly: "That throne has imprisoned him in the moment before his death. He isn’t dead, but his end is inevitably destruction. This is the price for sitting on this throne; he has no more chance of recovery."

"Gave up the chance of recovery just to leave a message?" Wuji sighed softly. Truly a lamentable price to pay.

And this was the first demigod that Li Changhe met, other than his uncle, Chen Tianjiao. A human demigod.

He hadn’t expected such a scene.

Li Changhe walked up to the throne, looking at the demigod who was still taller than himself even while sitting, and said, "Demigod Lanxiu, as you wished, I have come. Perhaps to your disappointment, I am not a native of this world. Neither will I linger in this world for much longer."

Seconds later, the skeleton face stirred slightly, and the Black Stone Throne under him emitted a faint light.

"Finally... I’ve met you. Human general from an unknown world. I’ve finally waited for you..."

The voice did not come from the demigod’s mouth, but echoed from the void.

"I... beg you... help me... "

"Give the humans of this world... one more chance."