Chapter 2533 A Warrior Can Be Killed, But Not Humiliated
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The mother god was a slender young woman in a leaf-green dress.
âHow beautiful.â
Tang Wan-er and the others stared in amazement. This woman gave off a feeling that they had never seen before. It was a gentleness that could infect a personâs soul.
Her beauty contained a warmth others did not possess, and her light green eyes contained a certain look, as if she had seen worlds be born, grow, age, and die. A green ripple appeared on the earth with every step she took. It was as if she was a primordial elf born at the same time as the first tree.
Her beauty was not just in her appearance but also the warmth of her soul. Anyone looking at her would feel an involuntary closeness to her. They would even feel willing to entrust their lives to her.
The Luo Spirit raceâs experts knelt on the ground, piously calling her name. This woman was the Luo Spirit raceâs mother god.
âRespected nine star heir, thank you for your favor. Ling Xi will represent the Luo Spirit race in revering you as a god for as long as our race exists. We will listen to your guidance.â The women bowed to Long Chen.
âSenior, uhâŠâ Long Chen didnât know how to respond. This person was the god of the Luo Spirit race, and she was acting so deferentially to him that he felt unnatural.
âPlease, call me Ling Xi,â said the woman.
âCough, alright, then⊠Ling Xi⊠I should be the one thanking you. When I was in trouble, the Luo Spirit race saved me. Without the Luo Spirit race, I might already be dead. The favor of a drop of water in need must be repaid with a gushing spring, let alone the favor of saving my life. Furthermore, we were already mortal enemies with Ye Ming and the divine families before this. You have no need to thank us. We must thank you instead for saving us,â said Long Chen.
The reason Long Chen had ended up chasing them to the mother tree was because Ye Ming had set up his trap this way. They didnât do this to save the mother tree, and they didnât risk their lives for the Luo Spirit race. They had to stop Ye Ming from recovering the Heaven Devouring Fiend Kingâs full power.
He had only done all this to protect himself. Even without seeing Qi Li be killed, he would have taken the risk of activating the Six Star Battle Armor.
Fighting for his life had now been taken as a huge favor by the Luo Spirit race. Despite how thick Long Chenâs skin was, he couldnât accept it.
âNine star heir, you-,â Ling Xi smiled.
âYou can call me Long Chen instead. To tell the truth, Iâm not a good person, so you donât need to be so respectful to me. Iâll feel guilty otherwise,â said Long Chen.
Meng Qi and the others exchanged a smile. Long Chen truly had never gotten accustomed to talking so solemnly. He would rather laugh and joke around.
The disciples of the Martial Heaven Alliance had seen countless so-called geniuses but had not encountered someone like Long Chen. He was dauntless in the face of powerful enemies. That kind of fearless courage was extremely admirable. But normally he didnât put on airs, nor did he act icily arrogant like others. Even facing those weaker than him, he didnât go out of his way to express his superiority.
In their eyes, this was a true expert worthy of following. Rather than someone who had to trample over other peopleâs dignity to show how different they were, this kind conduct was what made them feel heartfelt respect. His pride did not need others to back it up.
âAlright, senior Long ChenâŠâ
âActually, Iâm not older than you, so you can just call me Long Chen.â
âHahahaâŠâ Everyone laughed, while Meng Qi and the others shook their heads. Long Chen really made people speechless. But he was correct, he truly couldnât compare to the mother tree who had lived for countless years.
This laughter lightened the sorrow they were feeling inside. Ling Xi stared blankly, seemingly not understanding why people were laughing. She awkwardly said, âPerhaps I am not able to communicate properly with you, so I will have Qi Li take my place. I will return to the mother tree. It will take some time to fully activate the life god source, so I wonât accompany you any longer.â
Ling Xi bowed to Long Chen once more before fading.
Long Chen stared awkwardly. âIs she angry?â
âHehe, no, the mother god doesnât like talking to others. She normally only communicates using mental messages. But that would be rude to someone like you, so she came out herself. To tell the truth, it is said that she has never revealed her true form before. Weâve all benefited from you.â Qi Li laughed.
âYou have to call him senior Long Chen, or it would be rude to the god,â reminded La Wei.
âHmph, I donât need your reminder,â said Qi Li stubbornly.
Long Chen hastily said, âYou can just call me big brother Long Chen. That makes us seem closer, and we donât need to feel so guarded when talking.â
âDo you see? You donât even know how to analyze the godâs thoughts. How can you be the godâs emissary?â snorted Qi Li at La Wei.
âHe just needs to analyze your thoughts and that will be enough,â said Long Chen with a smile. Turning to everyone, he said, âLetâs all rest here. Everyoneâs exhausted from the battle.â
This battle had truly been tense. They had been on the edge of death the entire time, and the appearance of the endless Black Armor Corps had truly brought them immense pressure.
With the order to rest, many people directly fell asleep on the ground. Theoretically, cultivators didnât need to sleep, but due to the sudden relaxation of their tense nerves, the best thing for their recovery was to return to the most primitive state of sleeping.
The battle report quickly came in. Over three hundred thousand of their disciples had died. As for the Dragonblood Legion, they had also suffered seventeen casualties. There was no way around it. In such a terrifying battle, they could not maintain zero losses.
The Dragonblood warriors were silent when they heard that. Seventeen losses. That was not a number. That represented seventeen life and death brothers that were gone forever.
âBoss, itâs my fault. My directionsâŠâ Xia Chen shook his head.
Long Chen waved his hand. âDonât say anything foolish like blaming yourselves. We entrust our lives to each other. There were no mistakes in our battle. We are the strongest legion, and there is no need to doubt our power. It is simply that we had far too many enemies this time. Without you, the Dragonblood Legion would have taken far more losses. Iâm sure those fallen brothers donât blame you. But theyâll be disappointed if you feel guilty over it.â
Xia Chen nodded and clenched his fists. He didnât say anything else. They had been surrounded from the start and pincered over and over again. There had even been a shameless opponent like Zhao Ritian launching sneak attacks and breaking into their formation.
Although that couldnât be blamed on Xia Chen, he still felt like he hadnât done enough. He would further study and improve his formations in the future.
âItâs also our equipment that canât keep up with us any longer. If it werenât for Zhao Ritian, they wouldnât have died,â said Guo Ran hatefully. As he said this, he smashed a hammer on his forging table, causing everyone to jump.
âAH!â A scream came from the forging table. Countless fragments of golden immortal metal flew out.
Everyone stared. That was Zhao Ritianâs voice. He was trapped in the forging table, but his scream was quite healthy. Before this, he had been on his last breaths.
Guo Ran repeatedly smashed his hammer, causing more and more fragments of immortal metal to fly out. They quickly piled up.
âWhatâs going on?â asked Long Chen.
âHehe, this dogsh*t Zhao Ritian, I put the immortal metals and ores that I gathered into the forging table on purpose. As expected, he secretly absorbed them to recover. Now Iâm making him spit out what he ate. This is saving me quite a bit of time purifying and refining the ores. Here, brothers, if you want to vent, you can try it too. Take the hammer and smash out the immortal metal. Itâs like extracting juice, but it also brings him a lot of pain. Itâs very satisfying. Anyone want to try it?â Guo Ran put his hammer down.
It had to be noted that Guo Ran had previously said that a Forging Master would not allow others to touch their forging table or hammer. But this time, Guo Ran was breaking that rule for everyone.
âItâs that great?â Long Chen stepped forward, but he was too late. Someone else had taken the hammer.
âDogsh*t Zhao Ritian, so such a day has come for you.â
âAHH!â
Zhao Ritianâs screams rang out as people repeatedly hammered him. Worried about the disturbance, Xia Chen set up a barrier to prevent the noise from spreading.
Zhao Ritianâs screams were like music in their ears.
âLong Chen, you bastard, a warrior can be killed but not humiliated! AH! If you have the guts, then just kill me!â Zhao Ritianâs voice rang out, filled with hatred. The response was another strike of the hammer.