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Chapter 1537 - 1080: Helpless

Chapter 1537: Chapter 1080: Helpless

"She’s definitely going to die, Li Ba," groaned Red Fist Arthur as he struggled to mend his cracked skull, his divinity depleting after the previous battle and injuries. Despite his waning power, he burst into desperate laughter, "Even if you kill me, she’ll still die! Hahaha!"

Li Changhe didn’t respond to Red Fist’s ravings; instead, he silently watched the dying girl.

The malign force of the Great Impurity was devouring Chen Yu’s life, even though Old Lead had already smashed the dull dagger, the malevolent power still rampaged within her.

The Holy Healing Potion had managed to heal some of Chen Yu’s injuries, but it couldn’t eradicate the terrifying and venomous force. Continuous healing and damage brought her excruciating pain.

The use of the potion only further deteriorated Chen Yu’s condition.

Li Changhe was helpless, the human fleet had been exiled in the Endless Void for almost five months—a nearly half-year period.

In the last two months, they faced relentless attacks from a True God and his fleet, depleting all medicines from the players and Celestial Court.

Though the planetary fortress still housed over half a million people, they were all wounded. Considering the situation at Border City, Yang Dong had left behind a dose of Holy Healing Potion, but now it proved insufficient to save Chen Yu—Li Changhe was out of options.

He himself possessed molecular self-healing and Big Lead, making him almost immune to any weapon or curse.

But Chen Yu lacked such abilities and could only slowly perish in agony.

Even a being as powerful as Li Changhe could only watch helplessly.

It was simply too late. If only they had arrived a bit earlier... just a bit sooner...

Meanwhile, Red Fist Arthur had already repaired his head and was prepared to fight again. Despite his limited divinity, he sensed that Li Changhe was also not in good shape.

Indeed, during his exile, Li Changhe had fused with the Supreme King to become a Supreme Demigod, an invincible force against True Gods.

But now, the consequences had to be borne by Li Changhe and the Supreme King.

Li Changhe’s Black Mud Divinity was depleted, unable to draw divinity from human emotions, nor could he activate the Mythical State or Demigod State.

He could only rely on the Black Mud Divinity stored in his backpack to heal.

This offered Red Fist Arthur a sliver of hope; he might actually have a chance to kill Li Ba himself!

Red Fist Arthur was a formidable opponent with maxed-out physique and agility, and even without enough divinity to activate the Mythical State, he still had an advantage against the equally handicapped Li Ba.

Hope kindled in his heart as he readied himself, planning to use his speed to rapidly drain Li Changhe’s divinity. Without sufficient divinity, not even drinking Wanjie Wine would save him from death!

However, as he initiated his extreme speed and everything in his surroundings slowed in his vision—

Suddenly, he was struck by a heavy blow. In his spirit world, a massive black sphere with sharp fangs bit down at him!

"Phew," Red Fist was terrified, too shocked to consider how his opponent could hit him despite his extreme speed. He quickly utilized his remaining divinity to defend.

But his eyes blurred and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

That was Old Lead’s new ability after devouring the Book of Heaven—DestinyLine Pursuit! Directly from the blood droplets spilled by Red Fist Arthur, Old Lead launched an attack.

No matter how fast Red Fist Arthur was, even turning into light speed, Old Lead could strike him directly following the Destiny Line!

Before Red Fist could regain clarity in his eyes, Yun Ting was already near, blowing a bizarre gray flame from the horn—World Burning Demonic Flames!

Red Fist Arthur was entirely engulfed in flames.

Pain jolted Red Fist Arthur awake, and in a frenzy, he flailed his limbs, trying to escape the demonic flames. At the same time, he desperately scattered his limited divinity to heal his scorched body.

However, all his efforts were in vain.

These were troublesome flames that even a demigod would avoid touching, for once ignited, if not expelled by sufficient divinity, one would be burned to ashes.

"Ah! How is this possible? I’ve given so much! So much!" Red Fist Arthur screamed in fury as the demonic flames spread uncontrollably across his body. His skin was charred by the flames, peeling away to reveal the flesh and bones underneath. His molecular-level recovery couldn’t keep up with the pace of the fire’s erosion!

He wanted to kill Li Ba, yet he hadn’t even seen Li Changhe’s face; merely the God Sin and Symbiotic Body had led him into a deadly trap.

He was unwilling to accept this! He had sacrificed so much—fame, identity, status—all to prevent Li Ba’s return!

How could it end like this?

This was the result of greed and desire.

If only he had never sought out the Book of Heaven in the beginning, none of this would have happened. Li Changhe wouldn’t have troubled him.

If he had completely withdrawn while in Kunlun Giant City, he could have at least gained the power of the Fusion Body and a hero’s name, commanding fleets and numerous players.

Even after making peace with Chaos, causing the deaths of tens of thousands of soldiers and many players, had he remained undiscovered, he would still be seen as a human hero who bravely fought against the Different Race to the last man.

Yet, greed and desire left him with nothing! The moment his identity was recognized, he had no choices left.

"Li Ba, you come back...." Red Fist’s throat burned through preventing him from making any sound. He desperately tried to close the distance to Li Changhe, wanting to drag him to death with him.

However, Li Changhe still didn’t turn back, always facing away from his burning foe.

To confront Li Changhe? Red Fist? He wasn’t worthy!

At the same time, bronze bone spears emerged from the ground and pierced into Red Fist’s now exposed innards and ribs, forcefully lifting him up.

He struggled with all his might but no longer had the strength to shatter these bone spears. These were bone spears cast by Li Changhe using his own General’s bronze bones—a hardness Red Fist could no longer break.

A few minutes later, Red Fist, now reduced to a skeleton, gradually ceased moving. His divinity had been completely drained...

In the end, only his tough bones were left, scorched by the demonic flames.

Red Fist Arthur, thus perished... He didn’t make the wall, for he wasn’t even worthy of it.

Of course, he wouldn’t be alone.

If Chen Yu were to die, the human players of this world would probably halve again...

Those players from Black Palace and Round Table, with their selfish agendas allowing the defenses to be breached, would suffer terrible vengeance!

The furious Seventh Devil King would surely not let any of them leave this world alive!

Indeed, upon learning that the human fleets had returned and after brutally defeating the Different Race armies and the demigod,

Tyrant Washington, the leader from the American instance of Black Palace, had already sunk into endless fear.

And at this moment, Li Changhe could only watch as Chen Yu’s complexion gradually turned pale, his gaze dimming.