Chapter 558: Endgame

"Qimunei, are you sure you want to do this?"

Under the lush towering tree, a tall woman stood quietly in the tree shadow.

She stared at the companion in front of her, her eyes revealing a bit of suppressed sharpness.

The breeze blew her soft long hair, but it couldn't dilute the seriousness in her tone at all.

"You should know that although we can open channels to other worlds, we have to pay a great price. If the other party has bad intentions, the situation will only be worse."

"Taking a step back... even if he is really a good person, is there really a way to deal with Melvazoa?"

Facing the inquiry, the big-breasted woman named "Qimunei" nodded slightly, and then answered in an extremely serious tone: "Lesantorash, we don't have much time left. If we don't find a way to solve those evil gods, it will just be a slow death in the end."

"And you couldn't have failed to notice that in recent days, the offensive of those evil god lackeys has become more and more crazy."

The big-breasted woman was naturally the Milk Goddess. At this moment, she was persuading her companion to take action together to open the world channel and let Li Ang descend into this world.

Unfortunately, facing such an outsider with unclear background, the benevolent gods ultimately had their own concerns.

Seeing that the companions fell into silence, the Milk Goddess was a bit anxious.

She hadn't forgotten that the young man would only wait for her for a month, and now more than half a month had passed since the original conversation.

Just as she was thinking about how to convince her companions, a sharp-eared woman with flaxen long hair ran over stumbling: "Goddess Lords! Those evil god lackeys have launched an offensive again! The army in the north can't hold on anymore!"

Hearing this, the benevolent god named "Lesantorash" flared up and immediately said in a deep voice: "These scum are really looking for death!"

After speaking, without waiting for the other benevolent gods present to react, she had already disappeared from where she was.

Seeing this, the Milk Goddess couldn't help but show a bit of helplessness between her brows.

Lesantorash was good at everything, but her temper was too hot. If this continued, something would happen sooner or later.

But she also knew that this matter couldn't be blamed on the other party. After all, the war had lasted for so many years, and even the most gentle benevolent god couldn't treat those evil gods with a normal heart.

With Lesantorash leaving, the meeting clearly couldn't continue, but the Milk Goddess didn't intend to give up: "Wait for Lesantorash to come back, and we will continue to discuss whether to let that outsider come to this world."

"..."

Although some benevolent gods had objections to this, they finally chose to agree.

After all, since they couldn't break the situation by themselves, they could only introduce a third-party force.

And the Milk Goddess had been willing to bestow spiritual medicine in different worlds for so many years, partly because of this reason.

But this wait lasted for two full days. It wasn't until the third morning that Lesantorash returned under the towering tree.

However, compared to the dignified demeanor when she left, this benevolent god was extremely embarrassed, and her body had many deep-to-the-bone wounds.

Seeing her like this, the Milk Goddess was shocked and hurriedly asked: "What happened?"

"Qi..." Lesantorash curled her lips, and then said in a gloomy tone: "I met Melvazoa. I didn't expect him to follow the main force this time."

Hearing this, all the benevolent gods frowned instantly.

The situation was a bit wrong. After all, in their memory, that [Evil God] rarely showed up, and even if he did, he only controlled the battle from the rear and wouldn't take action himself like this time.

Just as they were puzzled by this, the Milk Goddess said: "If I remember correctly, Serasaelbes also took action a few days ago, right?"

"In the past years, have she and Melvazoa been as aggressive as they are now?"

Hearing her words, the benevolent gods first had a trace of doubt on their faces, and then they seemed to realize something, and asked back in shock: "Your meaning is... those two guys already know that Regarzewa is dead!?"

"Mm."

The Milk Goddess nodded, but just as she was about to continue, Lesantorash, who had been silent on the side, suddenly interrupted her speech: "Why can't it be that they are forcing us to open the world channel, thereby weakening our power?"

"After all, no one knows whether the young man you mentioned is acting with Regarzewa."

She didn't necessarily want to refute this companion, but the problem was that the Elf race could no longer bear the consequences of failure.

But what Lesantorash didn't think about was that being unable to bear the consequences also meant being unable to break the situation. If this continued, it would just be a dead end.

Facing the questioning, the Milk Goddess didn't feel angry, but explained in a gentle tone: "Assume Regarzewa didn't die, and everything was the young man acting for me to see."

"Then the question is, why would they go to such trouble?"

Having said this, this powerful benevolent god paused slightly, and seeing that no one answered, she continued: "After all, an existence that can reach a cooperation with Regarzewa and the others definitely won't be weaker than them."

"And with four evil god-level combat powers, they can completely defeat us from the front."

As she spoke, she looked at the tall woman covered in scars: "Lesantorash, I think you should be able to figure this out, right?"

"Of course, it is also possible that as you said, that young man is a mechanical life form under Regarzewa, and I didn't distinguish it."

Hearing this, Lesantorash fell into thought for a while.

After a long while, she let out a long sigh, and then said with some fatigue: "Sorry, I thought too much."

She finally chose to believe the Milk Goddess’s judgment. After all, don't look at the other party always acting like a good old person, but her strength on the benevolent god side was solid top three.

Seeing that the most strongly opposed companion had agreed, a smile appeared on the corner of the Milk Goddess’s mouth.

Just as she was about to say something, an untimely voice suddenly rang out: "Sure enough, just as I guessed, you bitches are considering letting that dangerous guy into this world."

As the voice fell, Lesantorash let out a painful cry, and then a pool of silver-white liquid dripped from her wound, and then turned into a pale blue phantom in everyone’s gaze.

After the benevolent gods saw the phantom clearly, they couldn't help but exclaim: "Melvazoa!?"

They didn't expect the enemy leader to appear in their own hinterland in this posture.

Without any hesitation, all the benevolent gods present chose to take action.

However, facing the attacks flying from all directions, Melvazoa didn't intend to dodge: "Hey, don't be so nervous, this is just a projection."

"After all, if it weren't for this, there would be no way to deceive you."

Just as this evil god said, the attacks of the benevolent gods didn't produce any effect, and the pale blue phantom still stood faintly in place.