Chapter 1770
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Chapter 1770 Pretending? We Really Did It!
Sunken Dragon Pass.
During the celebration,
As Commander Lin’s words fell, fireworks lit up across the city again, with colorful flames bursting in the sky.
Behind Commander Lin, Wu Quan slowly raised his palm, and invisible controlling power surged forth. In the next moment, the colorful fireworks in the sky quickly moved, outlining a massive Night Watchmen emblem that filled the sky above Sunken Dragon Pass.
This scene left many Night Watchmen present stunned with their mouths agape, momentarily entranced.
“Next, Commander Lin will address everyone,” announced the voice over the broadcast, followed immediately by enthusiastic applause.
“They’re really making it look authentic,” Kira couldn’t help but sneer. “By now, Lord Ares and the others should have already made their move… Soon they’ll know what it means to have joy turn to sorrow.”
Commander Lin stood in the void, slightly opening his mouth about to say something when a piercing alarm suddenly echoed throughout Sunken Dragon Pass!
Red lights flashed, and the fireworks in the sky abruptly stopped. The Night Watchmen looked at each other in confusion, as if not understanding what was happening.
A high-ranking official gently pressed his communicator, listened for a moment, then quickly walked to Commander Lin’s side and whispered something. Commander Lin’s expression immediately changed dramatically!
“Celebration canceled, all Night Watchmen remain in position!”
Commander Lin’s deep voice echoed within Sunken Dragon Pass. The next moment, the many high-ranking Night Watchmen behind him, along with the human elites and human deities who had come to observe the ceremony, all took flight, transforming into arcs of light rushing toward the northern and southern sides of Great Xia!
As these figures departed, only a group of bewildered young Night Watchmen remained in the vast Sunken Dragon Pass, looking at each other in confusion.
Seeing this, Turk couldn’t help but laugh:
“Sure enough, this celebration was destined to end as a farce.”
“More than just a farce! The expression on Commander Lin’s face just now was truly spectacular… It seems Lord Ares’s side is progressing quite smoothly!”
“I think these higher-ups have really lost their minds, all rushing to support the southern and northern borders, leaving behind a bunch of wet-behind-the-ears kids… Isn’t that just asking for death?”
Turk and Kira exchanged glances, both seeing the excitement and bloodthirst in each other’s eyes.
While Lord Ares and the others slaughtered civilians from both border sides, they naturally couldn’t just wait around. There was still a core group of Night Watchmen left here, and if they could bathe this place in blood too, the Night Watchmen would suffer far more than just a flesh wound.
Bang bang—!!
The two immediately abandoned their disguises, their dark red cloaks exploding in mid-air. Like two ferocious beasts, they charged in different directions to kill!
Two “Klein”-level auras violently erupted!
The young Night Watchmen in the venue now, even the highest among them, were only at the “Sea” level. Before these two foreign divine proxies, they had absolutely no power to resist.
Terrified cries spread through the venue as these Night Watchmen were scared out of their wits, instinctively fleeing backward. After a moment, they came to their senses and drew the straight knives from their waists to fight these two, but couldn’t even withstand a single move before being killed on the spot.
At the same time, besides Kira and Turk, five more infiltrating Outer God proxies appeared at the venue, grinning viciously as they killed the weaker Night Watchmen around them!
They were divine proxies from [Hidden God] and [Divine Paradise], unlike Kira and Turk who had the task of transmitting intelligence. They came here purely to gather information, but now seeing Olympus’s plan succeeding, they also shed their disguises and began this slaughter festival.
Streams of blood burst forth at the venue, with miserable screams rising one after another. This lively and joyous ceremony quickly turned into a sea of blood.
This one-sided massacre aroused their thirst for killing, making them more excited the more they killed, unable to hold back their laughter.
“Great Xia Night Watchmen! Nothing but a bunch of stupid, weak rats! Hahaha…”
Before their words faded, the surrounding environment began to gradually dematerialize.
The blood-colored ground disappeared, the corpses strewn about gradually became transparent, and the festive venue once filled with stalls was suddenly stacked with cold, massive military equipment. In the empty Sunken Dragon Pass, these seven figures, chasing and hacking at the air like madmen, suddenly froze in place.
Brilliant fireworks continued to launch into the sky, colorful lights illuminating the clouds. The celebration seemed to continue uninterrupted…
But the interior of Sunken Dragon Pass before their eyes had changed its appearance, desolate and cold, completely different from the celebratory venue moments ago.
In the air, only the melodious sound of an instrument seemed to remain, lingering faintly in their ears.
“Where is everyone?”
Turk looked around in confusion. Apart from the seven of them, there was no sign of anyone else.
“There! There’s one!” Kira exclaimed as if discovering something, pointing to a wall.
On the high wall of Sunken Dragon Pass, the nine crosses containing the bodies of deities still existed. At the place where Commander Lin and the other high-ranking officials had been, a figure stood firmly.
A black cloak fluttered in the sea breeze. He slowly lowered an ancient stone xun from his lips, and the melodious music abruptly stopped.
He slowly raised his hand to remove his hood, the corner of his mouth curling into a mocking smile.
“Hello… guests from the mist.”
Turk’s pupils suddenly contracted as he recognized that familiar face!
“He is the Mind God of Great Xia, Wu Tongxuan!!”
Hearing the name Wu Tongxuan, everyone’s spirits shook.
Kira recalled the dreamlike scene from just now, his face gloomy as he spoke: “Fake? Everything just now was an illusion you created for us!?”
“That’s right.” Old Dog Wu… no, Hu Jia’s lips curved slightly upward as he spread his hands and said, “It seems our guests had a very enjoyable time… Although I could have killed you silently in the mental world, it seems more spectacular to let you see reality with your own eyes.”
“That’s impossible… When did you pull us into the illusion?!”
“When you approached Sunken Dragon Pass and heard the sound of my xun.”
“…So, you knew all along?” Kira’s eyes widened. “The reason you designed this illusion was to trick me into transmitting false intelligence? To lure the Olympian gods into attacking Great Xia?”
“Seems you’re not completely stupid.” Hu Jia shrugged.
Kira’s face turned deathly pale. He knew their plan had completely failed… Looking around at the cold, empty Sunken Dragon Pass, he laughed bitterly, “To trick us into transmitting intelligence, you actually pretended to hold such a grand celebration… What a grand gesture.”
Hearing these words, Hu Jia’s eyebrows slightly raised.
“Pretended? Who pretended? We really did hold one.”
The seven Outer God proxies all froze in place.
At the same time,
Hundreds of miles away from Sunken Dragon Pass, on the sea surface, a ship loaded with Night Watchmen was sailing silently.
Hundreds of Night Watchmen lay sprawled throughout the cabins, as if asleep, with threads of cause and effect floating from their bodies, converging toward the bow…
There, dressed in logistics uniform, Lin Qiye supported [Causeless Cause] with one hand and leisurely yawned.
