Chapter 3756 - Betrayal
The mood at the Heavenly Dao Arena was completely murderous. The five million members of the Three Great Cults had just watched their top hundred most talented geniuses die at the hands of Tianming and Qingyu. And all the fights were almost instant. It was the most humiliating of deaths! They would never have expected that their sub-thousand-year-old talents would all end up dead at the hands of insects.
"It's always been us who beat down the slaves! Not the other way around!" Their losses were so bad that everyone merely watched, not daring to sneeze, or even fart.
Soon, the spectator area erupted into quite a riot. One after another, they rose up with fire in their eyes and cursed the dragonoids.
At the same time, three divine astralships appeared outside the Heavenly Dao Arena. One was a gigantic, hill-like structure similar to the Grand Myriadpath Ruins. Another looked like a glowing bird, and the last one resembled a black gear. They were all infinitum-class ships, with the golden mountain being the largest of them all. They were the ships of the Three Great Cults, controlled by Xing Daoshan, Chen Chenchen, and Mo Fan's little brother, Mo Bufan. They were all seconds-in-command of their respective cults, all fifth-level overflowers.
The ships were called Mountain God, Dawnlight, and Extraordinary respectively. While they were still infinitum class, their divine astralship formations and materials were much better than the Dreamchild from the Lower Star Ruins. They were closer in combat power to the Grand Myriadpath Ruins, which, like them, couldn't open up the wormhole expressway either.
"All three million slaves have been brought here!" The three ships drew attention because of the prisoners they carried. Within the Mountain God were three million slaves, with the other two ships each carrying a million.
According to the heavenly oath, Jiang Linxi and Mo Fan had to take all two million slaves to the Cosmic God Palace right before the end so that a handover could be processed in the event of them losing the bet, which was one of Long Qian's conditions. If Tianming lost, the ships could just return with the slaves, so it wasn't a big deal. However, the Wargod Cult had taken the initiative to ship three million of their own slaves there—what could they have planned for them?
Almost every member of the Three Great Cults had left their seats and surrounded the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb and the dragonoids’ eyes filled with killing intent. There were nearly a hundred thousand overflowers among them, all of whom were at least ten meters tall. It was such an oppressive aura that the dragonoids struggled to breathe.
"That seventh-level overflower came from Starmoon Haven, just like Xing Daoyin. I think he's called Xing Han!" Long Kui whispered to Long Qian. There were two seventh-level overflowers there, and Long Qian was only at the fifth level. Long Kui was a sixth-level overflower, but an aged one that was weaker than Long Qian.
"And that’s the only one who showed up. There might be more who haven't," Long Qian said.