madnovel Chapter 2899 What "what ifs" are there in this world?
Chapter 2899 What "what ifs" are there in this world?
Chapter 2899 What "what ifs" are there in this world?
They grow so fast that in just two or three breaths, they grow from tender shoots into small flowers.
These flowers look very delicate, like little bells bowing their heads, and they are quite small and cute.
This is lily of the valley.
However, the ordinary lily of the valley is as white as snow, but the one growing in Jialoutian's wound is an eerie golden-red, which looks like it has a lot of vitality.
But the condition of Jialoutian's wound was in stark contrast. The more beautiful and abundant the lily of the valley was, the more withered the flesh around its wound became, and the more wrinkled and spotted its skin became, looking like an over-sun-dried orange peel, dry and shriveled.
This was the body of a true immortal, immune to the vast majority of evil spells and magic in the world. It should have been completely unrelated to words like aging and weakness. Yet, Jia Loutian could clearly sense that the power, life force, energy, and blood within this body were being continuously drained away by the flowers blooming from the wound!
Jialoutian naturally reached out to pluck it, but his fingers brushed against the lily of the valley without touching anything.
These little flowers are just phantoms, just like... well, just like the triangle on Jialoutian's shoulder.
He couldn't help but exclaim, "The Godhood of Death!"
The existence of the lily of the valley is merely an image, a manifestation of the power of death. General Red can replace it with a rose, a peony, or any flower shape she likes, but its essence remains unchanged: using the power of death to absorb the life and divine energy of her opponent!
General Red had indeed inherited Mitian's abilities! Jialoutian disliked this evidence. He also discovered that the more of his power was drained, the more and faster the plants in his wounds grew. Conversely, the rampant growth of the lily of the valley further drained his power...
This is a vicious cycle.
The power of death has finally begun to show its ferocity.
If this continues, the divine power He has painstakingly accumulated will dissipate completely!
At this moment, General Hong followed the spear, becoming one with the thunder, and rushed straight towards Jialoutian.
Having barely managed to withstand the blow, the power that the Order God had just accumulated was almost half gone, and the wounds all over his body were unbearably itchy, and the loss of his life force was accelerating!
Jia Loutian glared hatefully at General Hong. She was also injured, and her spear power was not as strong as before.
At this very moment, He stands at the crossroads of victory and defeat. One step forward means victory, one step back means death!
Continuing to drag this out is pointless; He might not live to see the chaos dissipate.
We have to take one more gamble.
He made up his mind and made the hand gesture once more.
Come on, let's decide the outcome in one fell swoop!
The divine essence of the order immediately shone with golden light.
General Red ignored it and once again performed the dragon and snake dance, accompanied by thunder and lightning.
But this time, even the Earth Mother, who had been observing from the sidelines, saw it clearly: "Huh, the Order of Gods isn't moving?"
Just as Jialoutian finished making the hand seal, even though the divine essence of the order was shining brightly, the triangle not only did not speed up as it had in the previous times, but instead suddenly froze!
That's so sudden, did it get stuck?
Immediately afterwards, the triangle bounced back to its original point, and the golden light on its surface disappeared!
Returning to its original position is as if none of the previous progress ever happened.
Furthermore, the order of divinity has returned to its original blue color.
Against the backdrop of lightning and thunder, Jialoutian looked even more ashen-faced!
It’s over.
General Hong laughed loudly and thrust his spear into his shoulder: "You've lost!"
It was a double entendre, and only Jialoutian could understand it.
When the order of the divine status returned to its original state, His power was even weaker than before. He tried his best but still couldn't stop General Red's Dragon and Snake Dance, and his left-hand jade mace snapped in two with a crack.
Without the protection of divine power, the power of lightning spread throughout his body, and Jialoutian was charred all over. Bystanders could even see wisps of blue smoke rising from his body!
General Hong kicked him, sending him flying ten feet away.
Jia Loutian spat out a mouthful of blood, and before he even hit the ground, he began to form a hand seal again.
Everything is back to square one; gambling doesn't guarantee a win, but not gambling guarantees a loss. There's no turning back!
Then the Divine Order flashed with golden light again, just a flash. The triangle trembled twice, and then came to rest.
Didn't it work again?
Undeterred, Jialoutian made another hand seal.
This time, the golden triangle didn't budge at all.
The more exhilarating the winning streak was, the more humiliating the losing streak became.
Jia Loutian felt as if he had fallen into an icy hell. It was all over!
Just as He was about to sit up, the figure of the Red General rapidly magnified in His field of vision: "If you lose, you must be prepared to die!"
She fought with this awareness, as did He Lingchuan and the Panlong Army warriors, but Tianmo was the only one who did not.
Therefore, Jia Loutian always held onto a sliver of hope, thinking that he could turn the tables.
The battlefield seemed to freeze for a moment, and all the witnesses watched as General Red, in mid-air, hurled a thunderous blow at Jialoutian on the ground.
A dazzling and brilliant lightning bolt descended from the sky, shaped like a sharp blade, mercilessly piercing through the heavens.
The ground silently sank amidst the exploding lightning, creating a crater five zhang in diameter and two zhang deep!
Even Mother Earth, who was used to grand occasions, stared intently:
"Wow, that's powerful!"
The lightning came and went quickly, disappearing after two flashes, leaving only tiny electric snakes lingering and moving along the edge of the pit.
This once invincible Great Demon was nailed to the bottom of the pit, a huge bloody hole in his chest leading straight to his back, and you could even see the scorched ground below.
His heart was blown apart and could not be repaired.
This was a ruthless execution.
But Jialoutian was not dead yet, and was still staring at the surrounding red mist:
"Just a little bit more, just a little bit more..."
The dragon-shaped red mist is disintegrating, about to transform back into surging clusters of fog.
If He had known when to stop and hadn't gone all in, He could have held on until now, until the Order of Godhood regained its original power!
It was just a tiny bit off!
But what "what if" is there in this world?
He hated it so much!
Only then did Jialou realize: "So it was you who set this up, trying to lure me into making a desperate gamble..."
But He couldn't understand when this powerful and peculiar opponent had seen through the essence of His divine ascension.
"Temptation?" General Red walked to His side, bowing his head and looking down at Him. "You've tried countless times before, have you ever succeeded? What makes you think this time will be different?"
It's all because of wishful thinking.
All his strength drained from the gaping hole in his chest. Jia Loutian murmured, "Why?"
General Red is right. He has failed countless times, otherwise the Order of Gods would not have failed to complete the entire cycle to this day.
No matter how hard He tried, He always failed in the end. Today's attempt is better and closer to success than the past attempts, otherwise He wouldn't have kept increasing the stakes.
"The process of ascending to order is the process of going from nothing to something, from chaos to order, from disorder to order. It is like millions of people crossing a single-plank bridge, with ten out of ten dying, no, a hundred dying for every one!" Seeing that He was about to die, General Red simply let Him die knowing why. "In the end, very few will succeed. If you use your divine status to deduce this process, you will fail at least nine hundred times out of a thousand."