Chapter 769: An Existence Since Time Immemorial, The Undying Throne!

"Ten thousand races attacking?"

"That's really absurd."

Su Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry,

and hurriedly tried to talk Miriyagis and Bai Xiaowei out of it.

He didn't even need to think about it to know

whose scheme this was.

Apart from the Cultivation Civilization, he couldn't think of a second.

He hadn't expected that the Cultivation Civilization, instead of attacking his territory again,

had set its clever little scheme on this place.

Su Yu replied to the messages on his terminal

as he walked forward.

Suddenly,

a notification appeared on the terminal.

【Message failed to send. You are no longer in the terminal service area.】

Huh?

Not in the terminal service area?

"Aisthana, your terminal isn't working right?"

Su Yu called out to the terminal,

but got no response.

The main intelligence of the Myriad Worlds Terminal was not so easily summoned.

The notification voice controlling Su Yu's terminal, and the territory notification voice in his mind,

were merely one of her countless AI programs.

She wouldn't pay any attention to this place at all.

Unless something appeared that warranted her special attention,

such as the appearance of the 【Seven-Colored Glazed Lamp】.

Normally,

even the First Generation lords

had no way to summon Aisthana.

Aisthana was the ruler of all rules in the Myriad Worlds Battlefield.

What do you want, dealing with her?

Afraid you won't be wiped out by the ten thousand races in minutes.

Only the official Myriad Worlds Battlefield could communicate with Aisthana.

For example, the Tianchengshen Society led by the Goddess of Order, Themis.

For example, the TheWorld Simulation Battle, jointly recognized by the seven great races of the Myriad Worlds.

For instance, the TheWorld Simulation War, recognized by the Seven Great Clans By the Myriad Worlds.

Individual powers wanting to deal with Aisthana

must be doing it for profit, to exploit loopholes in the rules,

and would be attacked by all the ten thousand races.

This all-out attack

was no minor scuffle between new-generation lords,

but a deployment of Void Gods, Yang Gods, True Gods, Lord Gods, and Supreme Gods,

a deployment of the First Generation lords,

a deployment of the Seven Great Divine Thrones of the Myriad Worlds—

no one could withstand it.

Wait, that's wrong—

The terminal's messages couldn't be transmitted,

so Su Yu put down the terminal.

He had already explained the situation to Bai Xiaowei and Miriyagis,

so there shouldn't be any more problems.

No matter how hard Su Yu racked his brains, he couldn't have imagined

that girl Lin Luoyue

would go to protect that surface territory of his…

"This is…—「 …"

So this was the reason the messages couldn't be transmitted.

Su Yu furrowed his brow tightly.

Before he knew it,

he had been swallowed by darkness.