AITAMITB Chapter 151

Firepower deficiency phobia is a terminal illness shared by all rabbits.

The cleansing range of the Holy Light Missiles once made Zhao Xiaokui feel blinded.

The killing power of these special attribute missiles is actually moderate. With the strength of Zhao Xiaokui and a few other big shots, they can withstand it with their physical bodies. Even for ordinary people, these missiles exploding at high altitudes are not enough to cause direct fatal injuries.

Deaths and injuries caused by shoddy construction quality are another matter.

However, the quality of the buildings in the Sacred City is obviously up to the test. Apart from shaking off some dust from the walls and the fracture of a few decorative tower tips, no building collapsed.

But that doesn’t mean no one got hurt.

The snow-white holy water fell like feathers, and those soaked in the rain let out painful screams. Some people were even in so much pain that they rolled on the ground. Blisters like burns appeared where the rainwater touched, and with the burst of these blisters, black smoke rose into the air but dissipated in mid-air.

“Well… you have successfully angered me.”

A low and suppressed voice came as if echoing in everyone’s hearts.

Weaker individuals covered their chests, revealing painful expressions after hearing the voice alone.

Just the voice, the evil god has already imposed a terrifying oppression on their hearts and even brains.

Before the Holy Light Missile effect completely disappeared, Zhao Xiaokui took action.

Due to her attributes, she has a high resistance to this substance.

Even within the range covered by holy water, the power within her body is not diminished in the slightest.

While the form of the evil god had not completely solidified, her fingers transformed into sharp claws and she reached out to grab the opponent.

The claws were saturated with energy almost condensed into substance, making the evil god’s eyelids twitch.

The gloomy-looking old man with white beard pulled the corner of his mouth and said to Sheng Boming in a strange tone, “You guys are really hiding a big weapon.”

“Each to their own.” Sheng Boming smiled amiably, like an ordinary elderly neighbor, as if he didn’t have a power so immense that it shook the space as it gathered.

Puff—

Zhao Xiaokui’s claw grasped emptiness.

Although she clearly saw the claws entering the body of the evil god, they strangely passed through him.

The air cracked, emitting a loud sonic boom.

The evil god revealed a mysterious smile on his face, “Is this all you’ve got?”

Zhao Xiaokui also smirked, her dark golden eyes full of mockery. Without hesitation, she retreated after the missed strike, “What do you think?”

A sense of impending danger rose in Isaac’s heart.

A fist suddenly appeared in the space behind him.

The fist seemed slow, slow enough for people to see every trajectory of its movement. The person clenching the fist didn’t seem to exert much force; the fingers were loosely clenched together. However, an endless sense of crisis enveloped Isaac, and he felt an unprecedented panic.

He couldn’t escape—

Struggling with all his strength, Isaac barely managed to avoid the vital center, letting the fist pass through the right side of his body unharmed by Zhao Xiaokui’s fierce claws, creating an abrupt void.

Isaac’s gaze suddenly turned to Sheng Boming, who was slowly retracting his fist nearby. “Ha, a small trap. I must say, you’ve truly angered me—”

Forcing Isaac into a state of nothingness, ambushing him by Sheng Boming, was a tactic devised by Zhao Xiaokui after learning that Sheng Boming had already advanced to the seventh rank, through the communication channel with Julia and Salabie. The seventh rank was considered the first appearance of divine nature in transcendent life. The unique state of nothingness was one of the reasons why life above the seventh rank had absolute dominance over life below.

Sheng Boming had just advanced to the seventh rank and had gradually mastered some rough usage of the state. However, like this world, what they lacked the most was time. Without guidance from predecessors, not even Zhao Xiaokui, who had once received a world inheritance, could tell Sheng Boming how to navigate the path beyond the seventh rank. He could only feel his way through, becoming the first explorer in this world to ascend beyond the transcendent, and at the same time, the first guide.

When dealing with the evil god, they were clearly much less experienced in this regard than the group they were up against.

What Zhao Xiaokui feared most was if the evil god realized they couldn’t defeat him or if the losses from a life-and-death struggle exceeded the losses of abandoning the eerie domain, it might escape their encirclement through the state of nothingness.

With the abilities of an evil god, manipulating someone to use them for oneself was too simple.

The human population in the world is incredibly vast, with many residing in places yet to be detected by technology. With the revival of transcendent powers, numerous regions have become isolated from the outside world, forming their own separate realms. If an evil god were to hide in one of these realms, it would be challenging for them to capture or even kill him before he revealed Himself.

As the evil god grows, the time left for their own growth is far from sufficient. The state of nothingness is different from the normal state. Normally, when they suffer damage, □□ heals physical injuries, and the soul heals spiritual injuries. However, the damage inflicted in the state of nothingness is said to be incurable, only repairable with time. Moreover, if maintained in a state of nothingness, the damage will continue to expand, potentially impairing the strength of the normal state.

Zhao Xiaokui is gambling, betting that the evil god is unaware that a seventh rank has emerged in the world. If they can heavily injure him into a state of nothingness, it would force the evil god into an everlasting struggle with them.

Clearly, she is a successful gambler.

Isaac, despite his tough talk, honestly switched out of the state of nothingness. His mood was gloomy, and he wished to tear all the ants in front of him into pieces.

Seventh rank, how could there be a seventh rank?

Is this world going mad?

The revival of transcendent powers hasn’t been for long, and given His perception of the concentration of transcendent energy in this world, the consecutive appearance of several sixth ranks already surprised Him. How could there be a seventh rank?

The occurrence of a seventh rank in the current world is like discovering a whale in a freshwater lake. Either the whale will consume all the aquatic life in the water, or it will starve to death without a sufficient food supply, contaminating the entire water body with its corpse!

Isaac was confident and fearless, largely because he believed it was impossible for the world to have a seventh rank. The moment he exited the state of nothingness, all attacks converged.

Others didn’t let go of the opportunity created by Sheng Boming and almost recklessly unleashed the energy within their bodies.

Isaac was pushed to the brink, like a rabid dog, latching onto anyone and fiercely tearing with open fangs.

He thought he would scare and kill this group, but they became more fierce as they fought.

No one knew when the first human fell from the sky in this constantly rumbling world. Blood and flesh fell like rain, occasionally accompanied by intact limbs, such as arms, and even thighs.

It was a brutal melee.

Isaac’s body unexpectedly proved powerful; He could absorb the majority of the energy directed at him. His counterattacks were fierce, and if not for the coordinated and fearless efforts among the transcendent beings, they would likely have been torn open by him.

On Zhao Xiaokui’s body, wounds continuously appeared and healed. Unlike others, her golden blood seemed solid and viscous, flowing slowly along its original trajectory even when blood vessels were exposed. The scales on her body renewed repeatedly, from being easily torn by the evil god to later only managing to scratch her.

Zhao Xiaokui could feel her heart pounding intensely, blood boiling. In the sky, several drones hovered, capturing this scene with their cameras, honestly documenting it.

On every screen worldwide, observers sat, and at this moment, the gaze of all humanity was fixed on this spectacle.

Unmanned drones continued to fall, and simultaneously, more unmanned drones ascended.

Naval fleets from various countries had surrounded the entire continent, ready for the start of a new round of battle.

Occasionally, the camera would switch to these fully armed soldiers. Some had yellow skin, some had black skin, and others had white skin. They wore uniforms of different colors—blue, and green, and some were older, their features deep and profound, while others were younger, with tightly pursed lips betraying a hint of innocence.

They didn’t know whose children they were or whose fathers and mothers.

Everyone was waiting for one outcome.

Today, the Earth was exceptionally quiet.

Everyone, as if by an unspoken agreement, chose silence to await a resolution.

Would it be victory, leading to a new journey?

Or would it be defeat, relegating them to the status of sheep and slaves to the so-called gods?

…

Bai Jingru and some logistics personnel sat in a room, watching the live broadcast on the screen.

Almost everyone, like her, tightly pursed their lips, eyes red, watching the intense battle of Earth’s high-tier supernaturals, wishing they could summon immense power within themselves and stand in for the fighters.

Shen Zhifei’s gaze always followed a figure.

The transformed high-tier supernaturals looked somewhat strange.

Some grew deer antlers, some had long tails, some were covered in scales, and some had grotesque facial features.

They resembled humans but also looked like monsters.

Many ordinary people harbored deep resistance to supernaturals.

On the one hand, they envied the abilities that supernaturals possessed, resenting the perceived unfairness of the world. On the other hand, it was due to the increasing disparities between supernaturals and ordinary people as their levels rose.

But never before did they feel so profoundly that those fighting for themselves, for their homeland, were their compatriots. Every drop of blood, every piece of flesh falling from the sky, had once grown alongside them on the same land, drawing energy from the same sky.

Shen Zhifei’s hand swept through the void.

Countless wishes, countless roars, countless fears, and beliefs…

The power of this world converged at her fingertips, following the call of destiny. With a gentle toss, it landed on Zhao Xiaokui.

The world suddenly fell silent for a moment.

Zhao Xiaokui could see every movement, every expression on everyone’s face.

It even included the evil god, Isaac.

She saw the surging mist on him, the madness flickering in his eyes, and his cruelty and ferocity.

“Thud, thud—”

Suddenly, the world came back to life.

An unexpected enlightenment surged in her mind.

“When the right time comes, you will know what to do.”

She reached out her hand.

Pushed it out unremarkably.

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