Chapter 474

"We can take a look; perhaps we might need it in the coming days."

"Don't jinx it... I'm scared."

"With our terrain, it's impossible to develop to that extent; no need to fear."

"However... this person's territory has developed quite large, with so many buildings."

"After all, they are members of the Yiyueying Sect; currently, the Yiyueying Sect has the backing of the Angel Clan..."

"True."

"Hey, what do you say? Will Yue Luo... go?"

"What would he go there to do?"

"Just, just to help these lords; they are so pitiful..."

"Are you crazy? The natural forces of the Ten Thousand Realms Battlefield; how can a new lord resist?"

"Yue Luo is no ordinary new lord."

"Even so, his territory's power has all been used to develop building attacks; defense... I'm not optimistic."

"Did you forget his Obsidian Wall?"

"Crazy; do you think Yue Luo would move the Obsidian Wall here to help these lords?"

"How big is the Obsidian Wall? This Great Flood Tide is like an ocean; it can't protect a damn thing."

"True..."

"Besides, after the Summer BOSS incident, the Yiyueying Sect's territory zone, spanning tens of millions of li, was thoroughly searched, yet Yue Luo's territory was still not found."

"Moving buildings over a distance of tens of millions of li? That would require a Legendary 'Building Teleportation Card', right?"

"Would Yue Luo be willing to part with it? It would simply be a loss outweighing the gain."

"Sigh, poor Yiyueying Sect; they happened to encounter the Summer BOSS's descent. Who would have thought Yue Luo would thwart the previous lords' expeditionary force, slay the Ten-Thousand-Foot Centipede, yet they still face elimination beneath the Great Flood Tide..."

"It's only a few million lords; with the Yiyueying Sect's massive scale, it cannot cause serious harm."

"Only? These are all fanatics who worship Yue Luo... the power they will develop in the future cannot be underestimated."

The crowd of the Lanxinglian Alliance chatted heatedly,

in the live broadcast room,

many also gazed at this Great Flood Tide of rare scale in heaven and earth.

Compared to their own experiences,

the scenery in this live broadcast footage was simply too terrifying,

so it also attracted more and more new lords to watch.

After all,

facing the Great Flood Tide, a single lord could do nothing.

What needed to be planned, what needed to be ordered, was all said yesterday.

Today, they could only pray that those buildings, and the farmers repairing them, would hold up.

As for troop units, units that do not form a force cannot play a role against such a disaster.

Unless it is a legendary troop unit like Gu Linger's Ice Phoenix,

or a troop unit proficient in Water Element, Earth Element, etc., possessing flood-resistance capabilities,

only then could they play some role within the flood tide.

Su Xuanji sat aboard a drifting ship,

gazing at a territory in the distance that was gradually being submerged by the flood tide.

She wanted to accompany the lord of this grid region to the very end.

The Yiyueying Sect's first territory zone,

a four-grid region, would also permanently lack one grid.

"Venerable Sect Master Xuanji, let us return!"

"These waves are too huge!"

A crew member shouted, urging Su Xuanji amidst the wind and waves.

Su Xuanji's behavior was truly somewhat meaningless.

"Reinforce the hull."

"What are you afraid of? Even if we die, we will resurrect."

"Their Lord Crystals are gone... their lord careers have reached their end."

"Accompany them to the very end."

"Yes..."

The crew member silently lowered his head, while simultaneously feeling admiration for Su Xuanji.

In a world like the Ten Thousand Realms Battlefield where strength is supreme,

Su Xuanji,

does not break the law, does not seek pleasure, does not show favoritism,

is fair and just, holds great righteousness in her heart, and helps the weak;

this is truly too rare.

The lord conducting the live broadcast,

watching the water flow gradually reach his feet,

sighed,

and looked toward the distance at the farmers, troop units, and heroes on the Ark of Refuge.

They exchanged a glance, preparing to exit the Myriad Worlds battlefield.

"Lord!!"

The roar was drowned out by the wind and waves,

yet it could still be conveyed through the heart.

The lord gave a carefree smile and opened his Lord Terminal.

Su Xuanji had once issued an order:

if the tide rose to submerge their feet, they must exit the Myriad Worlds battlefield,

and not throw their lives away in vain.

Even as members of Weiyueying Sect who had fought to the very last moment,

he did not wish to defy the Sect Master's command.

However,

just at that moment,

a sudden change occurred—

the lord's hand, reaching for his Lord Terminal, froze.

A figure bathed in Bai Guang appeared before him.

He raised his head,

and saw characters hovering three chi above it,

his eyes filled with bewilderment,

his heart trembling within.

"What is your name?"

A voice brimming with divinity

drowned out the roar of the tide,

drowned out the rampage of the storm,

drowned out the fury of heaven and earth.

In the vast livestream room, gazing at that Bai Guang-wreathed figure,

all fell silent.