I Can Bring In-game Items Out-Chapter 646 - 388 Fair

The target of the gigantic arrow feather was obvious: the center of the Immortal City, which was also the location of the Earth Vein Extreme Point.

Watching all this, the Master of the Snowy World, whose wings had darkened, stared intensely, not letting his guard down despite holding an advantage.

Because he had already given his all, unleashing his strongest strike, yet he didn't know if the opponent had any tricks left.

He also wanted to hold something in reserve, to test the waters.

But there was no time for that; he absolutely could not allow the enemy to fully occupy this Earth Vein Extreme Point.

Otherwise, it would be like driving a nail into the wood.

Once fully occupied...

He wouldn't even be able to sense the exact location of the Earth Vein Extreme Point within this eerie city if that happened, and the attack unleashed with all his might would...

Even if it pierced through the city, it wouldn't achieve the desired effect.

The simple defense against external threats for Immortal City was just the Defense Shield.

It was dispersed into up to ninety-nine Peak of Fifth Realm Nascent Soul levels.

As the shield continuously broke, the recovery speed couldn't keep up.

Ninety sections.

Eighty sections.

...!

Small Knife looked up at the sky; the suppression of the world was still so slow that it seemed that his Immortal City would be breached first before the world could reject the opponent.

However, the Immortal City was not defending alone; there were also players, natives, and Daoist Soldiers.

Though not strong, they amounted to over a million.

At this moment, having received the task, they immediately gave up the attack and injected their Spiritual Power into the Immortal City.

With their assistance...

The recovery speed of the Immortal City Defense Shield immediately accelerated.

It didn't need to be much faster, just faster than the speed of the arrow feathers breaking it.

Seventy sections.

Seventy-five sections.

The recovery speed exceeded the attack speed,.

allowing Small Knife to breathe a sigh of relief.

They only needed to hold on for a while, and the opponent would fail.

The suppression from the heavens was becoming more and more apparent.

Attacks that violated the rules by exceeding the Fifth Realm were inherently unfair, yet they were useless.

He also believed, even in the Little World, attacks that exceeded the world's upper limits and broke the rules were limited, likely without a second occurrence.

However, just when Small Knife thought victory was within reach...

The Master of the Snowy World sneered, "You have players; do you think I don't?"

With this much time of observation, he surmised that this suddenly appearing Master of the World was likely a trick from that Blood Heaven Mini World.

However, there was no system prompt.

It probably didn't belong to the top-grade Little Worlds.

Judging by their players' strength, it seemed so.

Therefore...

He immediately issued a task through his Master of the World identity.

By this point, retreating was no longer an option.

Having received the task, the players of the Snowy World did not hesitate.

One by one, they emerged from the ground, slightly closing their eyes.

The snowflakes around them seemed to be drawn, falling upon them.

Their Levels began to drop.

At the same time, the huge wings behind the Master of the Snowy World, whose feathers were dim, rapidly regained their luster.

He flapped them once more.

A large number of feathers fell off, transforming into feather arrows that shot out.

Whistling as they came,

it became the straw that broke the camel's back, no, it was an entire bag of straw added.

Damn!

In an instant, the speed of breaking the shield soared.

In a short time, the protective Light Shield rapidly shrank.

Small Knife cursed.

Immediately, every structure in the Immortal City revealed patterns.

They looked like feathers, but upon closer inspection, they seemed like numerous eyes.

The Immortal City, this Spiritual Artifact, although a Giant Spiritual Artifact, had inferior materials, clearly a low-end version.

Thus, its abilities were limited.

Defense was only through the shield.

Defense was only about suppression, aiming from high above; even for Divinity Transformation, if their means were limited, they would be suppressed.

This was precisely how it obliterated the unique army of snowmen at the Earth Vein Extreme Point that was on defense.

Other than that, there were no means left.

However, after fully merging with the Artifact Spirit, another attack method was gained, related to the Divine Techniques of the Artifact Spirit's original Divinity Transformation species.

Yet the Artifact Spirit had been wiped clean, its previous race, whether it was male or female, which Great World it was born in, and who its parents were, all were unknown.

Naturally, Small Knife also had no idea what exactly the Artifact Spirit was.

But after fully integrating with the Immortal City, this attack method was acquired.

The eyes formed by the numerous patterns shot out beams of light.

However, the original Divine Techniques trait of the beams of light was gone, extremely mediocre, yet each had the power of a Peak of Fifth Realm Nascent Soul.

Under the beams of light, the incoming feathers were directly shattered, turning into chill air.

There seemed to be screams, too.

Even though they couldn't block all the feathers, the situation was largely reversed.

Seeing this...

The Master of the Snowy World sighed; there was no choice.

The battle between worlds was life and death, offering no options.

Only to fight with all one's might.

Feeling the increasingly strong dissatisfaction and rejection from the world...

He spread his wings; don't know when, but there was already a dense mass of snowflakes around him, seemingly dancing.

Suddenly, his body shot up, his transparent wings folded, shooting forward.

Every meter closer, they enlarged by a fraction.

The players in this world heard the system's voice once more.

After making a choice, they were laden with more snowflakes, their Levels plummeting.

In no time, they leaped into the Immortal City.

Yet at this time, they were already over a thousand meters tall.

Upon entering, with a shake, eight smaller winged men shot out, each only a hundred meters tall.

Each emitted an aura of authority.

They swung their arms, launching waves of white feathers.

They exploded, their power comparable to Top-Grade Dragon Skin Spirit Talismans of Fifth Realm Nascent Soul level.

But they had the advantage in numbers.

Seemingly inexhaustible.

Sprayed out in a constant stream.

Clearly not the Master of the World, they should all be Lords.

Feathers shot by the leading Master of the World were fewer, but more powerful.

Evidently surpassing the power of Peak Nascent Soul.

Just one could shatter a Defense Shield.

The players inside burst forth, employing every possible means they had.

A multitude of Mechanical Puppet Beasts emerged.

But the gap was still too vast.

Though there was some alleviation, still...

In just a few breaths, less than a third of the city's protective Light Shield remained.

If not for Small Knife's quicker response, it would have been breached.

Unfortunately, the Immortal City could not exert its full power.

Sighing, earth walls rose from within the city.

The Maze took action.

Directly reinforced by the Heart of the Earth.

They were soon shattered, but this did alleviate the pressure somewhat.

Simultaneously, green gems appeared on the walls of the Immortal City, threads of green, rays of green light shot out.

The players sacrificed various monsters and unleashed Magical Treasures with a single blow, along with some pieces of advanced tech weaponry.

This showed Small Knife was already going all out.

And not only that, a large number of Dragon Skin Spirit Talismans within Small Knife's Personal Space, in activated Status, were ready to be released anytime.

In case of danger, they could come out to save the day.

With this, Small Knife saw clearly.

Even if all the Dragon Skin Spirit Talismans were used, don't think of killing the enemy; those feathers drifting around the opponent's aura were not simple for Defense.

Thankfully, with all means exhausted, they managed to barely hold on.

Thus, the Peak of Nascent Soul power stroke Dragon Skin Spirit Talismans were not used in vain but saved for emergencies, to save the scene if needed.

But it seemed no longer necessary now.

The Master of the Snowy World was about to go mad, in every move, the icy feathers he shot revealed a hint of power exceeding the Nascent Soul.

Each strike could shatter a Light Shield or several layers of earth walls.

But it was useless.

The myriad of attacks, though limited in power, were varied and continuous.

Plus this city's Light Shield and earth walls kept regenerating, making him fatigued with handling.

Due to the excessive power, the world's suppression became increasingly apparent.

System warnings kept ringing.

Continuing like this, not only would the Master of the World's privileges diminish, but the Celestial Tribulation would also come.

By this point, having exhausted all his means, he knew he was going to lose.

Yet he was unwilling.

Having entered this world, becoming the Master of the World after much difficulty, surviving by the skin of his teeth, and with all the luck of this lifetime.

Then striving with all his might.

Step by step, he pushed the entire Little World to its current limits.

The next step was the Great World.

Upon becoming a Great World, as the Master of the World, he would achieve immortality in reality, his Divine Soul anchored to the Great World; as long as the world endured, so would he.

By then, even abandoning his physical body in reality to gain immortality was worth it.