allendalepharm Chapter 155 Selection and Debate
Chapter 155 Selection and Debate
Chapter 155 Selection and Debate
Even the several virtual universe company faction leaders who had already guessed this were still overwhelmed with shock when they heard the Chaos City Lord confirm it himself!
One hundred battlefields! Hundreds of breaches! Ten thousand heads of kings!
This is not difficult for the high and mighty rulers of the universe; they only need to think about it to harvest kings' lives in droves.
The key point is that this achievement was made by Lin Yi, or rather, by his clone, a little guy who has cultivated for two hundred years.
It's like a toddler who's just learned to walk beating a national champion!
The shock of the Chaos City Lord revealing the identity of "Star River King" had not yet subsided when the heavy pressure brought by the shadow of the final battle, like a cold cosmic undercurrent, once again swept over the entire Void Temple.
The struggle for the flesh and blood of the Beast God and the dazzling achievements of the Star River King are ultimately internal affairs. But the decisive battle that has erupted ahead of schedule is a life-or-death struggle concerning the very foundation of the race's survival!
The blood feud between the four dominant clans has long been ingrained in their bloodlines, spanning countless eras.
That customary decisive battle, which takes place every thousand years, is less about resolving conflicts and more about providing an outlet for the raging fire of blood that has accumulated over the long years!
That was a massive melee that swept across the entire buffer star field; it was a feast of madness and destruction!
However, this time is different from before!
This is a retaliatory war launched by the three dominant races—the Insect Race, the Demon Race, and the Machine Race—after being thoroughly and desperately defeated by the Human Race! Their spearhead is aimed directly at the Human Race!
The thought of the potential scenario where tens of thousands of cosmic venerables from the three peak races lead millions of immortal legions, crashing into human territory from three directions like a raging sea, turning billions of stars into scorched earth, and tearing apart their own defenses layer by layer under overwhelming numerical superiority—even these cosmic lords standing at the pinnacle of the universe felt a chill run down their spines!
"Although the total number of our human race's Universe Venerables has increased, it is still only a mere five thousand," the Chaos City Lord's voice broke the silence, carrying a heavy worry. "And the Three Races Alliance, just the Universe Venerables that can be openly mobilized, conservatively estimated, exceeds twenty thousand! This does not even include their vast number of affiliated races' Venerables!"
Twenty thousand against six thousand!
This is more than three times the number, a crushing defeat!
Even though human Venerables are generally powerful, their individual combat strength often surpasses that of alien races of the same level, and they can even barely manage to fight two against one—but when faced with a frenzied attack from three times their number, maintaining a balance of power is as difficult as climbing to the sky!
Not to mention that the other side has even more fearless cannon fodder troops!
"Once war breaks out, even if we give it our all, we can only manage a one-for-one exchange—" The Ice Peak Lord's icy voice rang out, as if stating a cruel reality, "The number of Venerables who fall will be a burden our human race can hardly bear!"
"Resource losses can be quantified and replenished," the Lord of Dragons spoke, his voice heavy with a metallic quality, "but the fall of top Venerables and potential overlords will be a permanent wound to the foundation of our human race! Not to mention the cost of resurrecting them—it will be an astronomical consumption of the universe's primordial energy, enough to severely damage even us universe lords!"
An extremely oppressive atmosphere permeated the temple.
This is not speculation, but a deduction based on cold, hard reality!
Fighting on three fronts against an enemy three times stronger means that humanity is about to face a bloody war of attrition with heavy losses!
"Even with countless difficulties, there is no way to avoid them!" The Chaos City Lord's voice suddenly rose, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, severing the heavy atmosphere!
His gaze, radiant with light, swept across the room: "We must be prepared to defend all three fronts to the bitter end! Now, the most urgent task is to elect the supreme commander of each front!"
Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the temple instantly shifted from oppressive to solemn and deliberate.
The commander-in-chief of the three fronts bears immense responsibility!
Not only do they need to possess unparalleled combat power to suppress a galaxy, but they also need to have extremely strong survival abilities to stand firm under the frenzied hunting of the three races' venerables and become the last pillar of the battle line!
"Due to the rules of the Great Battle, top-tier cosmic overlords and above are not allowed to participate!" The Lord of Void Gold spoke first, breaking the brief silence. His tone regained the composure of a powerful figure. "We can only select from among the cosmic overlords! I believe we can decide on one side of the battle now."
His gaze swept in one direction, and his voice was resolute: "The Undying Venerable!"
"Undying————"
Upon hearing this name, most of the universe lords present subconsciously nodded, even the Ice Peak Lord nodded slightly.
The Undying Venerable! His name is his trademark! On battlefields where top overlords cannot be deployed, his bizarre divine body, which is almost immortal and indestructible, and his endless life-saving secrets are virtually unbeatable!
In terms of combat power, he may not be the most powerful among the universe's overlords, but in terms of survival ability, he is absolutely unparalleled!
Having him guard a front line is like adding a permanent life barrier to the defense line!
"I recommend someone!" the Lord of the Wilderness spoke up next, his voice booming and carrying an undeniable air of authority. "Our Cosmic Mercenary Alliance, 'Wild Overlord'! His combat prowess is formidable, his actions decisive, making him perfectly capable of commanding a front!"
However, before he could finish speaking, the Dragon Lord beside him let out a meaningful chuckle, tinged with a hint of mockery: "Huang Jian, you really spared no expense! Sending your own precious son to the arena?"
That's the meat grinder of the final battle; what if something goes wrong—aren't you worried about your only son?
A hint of amusement flickered in the Dark Lord's eyes, which were as deep as black holes. He continued, "That Wildling brat is certainly wild enough, and his divine body is immense enough. He's certainly fearless in his fights among the overlords. But when it comes to survival skills—heh, compared to that old ghost Undying, he's far inferior. You, as his father, are you really so comfortable throwing him into the meat grinder of the final battle?"
The Lord of the Wilderness's expression darkened slightly, and he was about to retort when the gentle yet authoritative voice of the founder of the Cosmic Galaxy Bank, the Lord of the Azure East, rang out at the right moment: "The bravery of the Wilderness Overlord is beyond doubt, but the position of commander is related to the morale of hundreds of millions of soldiers on the entire front, and even more so to whether we can hold our ground under extreme disadvantage."
His gaze swept over the crowd, and he slowly said, "I recommend the Ancestral Witch Overlord!"
"He possesses an avatar of the Tree of Life, with boundless divine power and unparalleled regenerative abilities! As long as his divine core isn't instantly annihilated, he can rely on this avatar to rapidly recover! In terms of endurance in prolonged battles and resilience in surviving overwhelming odds, the Ancestral Witch is the best choice!"
The Lord of Qingdong's words struck like a hammer blow, precisely hitting the core capability of "survival": "This decisive battle is no child's play! If the commander of the battle line is surrounded and killed due to insufficient survival—the blow to the morale of the entire war zone will be devastating! At that time, the army will collapse like a house of cards, which is not what we want to see!"