Chapter 231: Only Monsters Can Deal With Monsters! (Please vote for monthly tickets!)

The black gap opened, revealing countless blood-colored eyes inside, emitting an eerie and mysterious aura.

Immediately following, two figures walked out one after another, their faces extremely ugly. The one in front, although looking slightly embarrassed—covered in blue and purple marks, the whole person visibly swollen—was still relatively intact overall.

In stark contrast was the figure behind.

The right arm was severed at the elbow, and the originally golden armor was also charred, revealing the parts carbonized by high temperature inside... Such injuries could no longer be described as serious; an ordinary person would have died countless times over.

"Those two damn women, daring to make this King so embarrassed!"

Gilgamesh gritted his teeth, ignoring the slightly strange gazes around him, and reached into the void with his still-functional left hand, taking out a long-necked bottle like crystal, flicking the stopper, and pouring it directly into his mouth.

Very quickly, his body, covered in charred marks, radiated a glowing green light and repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye, even the armor on his body recovering as before, turning back into that "Golden Flash."

However, Gilgamesh's expression turned gloomy again, because he discovered that there was one place on his injuries that hadn't been repaired: his severed right arm.

The potion that could heal all injuries could not make his right arm regenerate, but this was not a problem with the potion, but rather a peculiar energy at the right arm that hindered his repair.

"It seems you've also encountered an interesting opponent."

Seemingly noticing something, Aizen, one of the few people on the scene who hadn't suffered any obvious injuries, pushed his glasses and said.

And seeing this action of his, Zhao Zhui Kong, who was originally observing the wound on Gilgamesh's right arm, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his eye, seemingly thinking of another guy who wore glasses.

Damn Chu Xuan, you'd better not lie to me, otherwise, even if I left the Devil Team, I would find a way to kill you!

"Shut up, Aizen. Are you trying to make this King sentence you to death?!"

On the other side, Gilgamesh looked coldly at Aizen, golden ripples fluctuating behind him, clearly in a posture of wanting to act.

Aizen smiled helplessly, just silently putting his hand on the Zanpakuto at his waist.

"Ara ara... you two, now is not the time for infighting. Let's think about how to deal with the current situation."

Just at this moment, the Youkai Sage wearing a strange Daoist robe walked between the two, opened the folding fan in her hand to block half of her face, and laughed coquettishly:

"Don't forget, we came here this time to help little brother Zhao Hao. This is a mission issued by the Group Leader. If we cannot complete it, then the rewards he promised before will fly away from our mouths."

Hearing this, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly fell silent. Gilgamesh and Aizen, who were originally at daggers drawn, also restrained their respective auras, seemingly very concerned about the reward mentioned by Yakumo Yukari.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Hao, who was the "Group Leader," secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then deliberated on his words and said seriously: "Everyone, our previous assessment of the Zhongzhou Team's combat power was too conservative. According to the current intelligence, there are at least four Fourth Stage combatants in their team, and if there are no accidents, the remaining people of the Devil Team will also form an alliance with them.

In other words, we will face five Fourth Stage powerhouses next. This number is not much different from our chat group, especially the person who made the first move in the Zhongzhou Team. He is definitely not an ordinary Fourth Stage... No! Even a Fourth Stage intermediate might not be as strong as him. Only by defeating him is the key to winning this team battle."

Speaking of this, Zhao Hao couldn't help but recall the scene of Wu Xian beating the three powerhouses of "Dead, Fire, Sea" earlier.

It couldn't be said to be easy, but it was definitely destructive.

Three people, three punches, all winning in one strike. Except for Aizen, who barely escaped unscathed due to the ability of Kyoka Suigetsu, Uchiha Madara and Whitebeard were both seriously injured and hadn't been able to recover yet.

One must know that these two were both legendary-level in the Main God's assessment. Among them, Uchiha Madara, relying on powerful bloodline limits like the Rinnegan, was already considered to have opened the Light of the Soul, but because there was a component of taking shortcuts, bypassing the stage of crossing inner demons, he could only be counted as legendary.

But even so, he had the capital to contend with a Fourth Stage intermediate, at least having no problem dealing with them for a period of time.

Yet, he still lost, defeated by one punch in the strongest state of opening the Complete Body Susanoo. Those who didn't know would think he was very weak.

"Oh! There's actually such a thing?"

Gilgamesh raised his eyebrows. Although he was arrogant, he also admitted that the people in front of him were rare powerhouses. If he faced everyone at once, he wouldn't have the confidence to win without using his trump cards.

"Indeed, that kid is so strong he's practically a monster... Sigh, if he weren't in the opposing camp, I'd really want to ask him if he wants to be my son."

Sitting on the ground, still taller than everyone else, Whitebeard said with regret. Everyone was speechless upon hearing this.

This was not the first time Whitebeard had said this sentence. Almost every time a male newcomer came to the group, he would ask it, as if as long as he persisted, someone would agree.

"That guy is indeed too powerful. Even if we join forces, we can contend with him, but there are other powerhouses on the opposite side who are not much inferior to us. In this way, winning is almost impossible."

"Unless... we can find another monster to deal with him!"

Aizen said this, but the chat group interface appeared in front of him. As his thoughts turned, the screen slid to one of the gray avatars.

At the same time, after seeing this avatar, most of the people at the scene—to be precise, the group members of the chat group—couldn't help but hold their breath, seemingly thinking of some very unpleasant memories, revealing very unnatural expressions.

Zhao Hao felt a bitter smile in his heart, but he had to admit that Aizen's suggestion was the best and possibly the only way now.

"That one hasn't been online for a long time. We can't contact him. I'm afraid we'll have to trouble the Group Leader this time."

Zhao Hao said this, then pretended to @ the Group Leader on the chat group, describing the trouble the group members were encountering now, while multitasking, using the system's permissions to put on the Group Leader's big account vest.

Very quickly, a reply from the "Group Leader" appeared on the chat group.

"I have already understood the matter... It's a pity that with my power, just descending would cause that world to collapse, and it would also attract the person behind the Main God Space. Otherwise, why go to such trouble."

The majestic and heavy voice rang in the hearts of all group members, carrying a hint of helplessness.

"So be it. I will notify that person later. You don't need to worry; just try your best to complete this mission. The rewards promised to you will not be missing a single one."

(End of this chapter) ===== CHAPTER 232 =====