The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 855 - 407: The Possibility of Primordial Return
Gu Jianlin’s tense body stiffened slightly; the Qilin Spirit Body’s bones continued to proliferate and expand, yet he never expected the first of the Omega Sequence to be defeated so quickly, catching him off guard.
"This was given to me by Ying Changsheng."
Tang Ling turned around, a wireless earbud lying in her pale palm, she said skeptically, "I think that guy might be holding back, but I can’t figure out why he would show mercy."
Gu Jianlin vaguely considered a possibility, but didn’t say much, once again picking her up by the waist and then stuffing the earbud into his right ear. The towering, fierce Qilin Skeleton trembled, golden Divine Sacrificial Fire spewed from the crevices between bones, as if portraying the violent beauty of mythical demons or futuristic mechanical giants.
More and more military helicopters flew over the desert sky, circling like a flock of hawks, their heavy artillery emerging from beneath the cabins, unleashing a torrent of bullets.
Gu Jianlin stomped the ground and ran again, the Qilin Spirit Body roared defiantly, pushing through the rain of bullets, each one inscribed with an Alchemy Matrix, its explosion as powerful as a small Elemental Turbulence.
Before his eyes was the firelight of explosions; he could feel the skeleton swaying, and each bullet’s explosive impact leaving him dizzy, as if his entire skeleton was being hammered to pieces.
He wanted to fight back, yet had no means to deal with so many targets at once.
Better to conserve spirituality, strive to break through the siege!
He became fierce again, his palm flickered with scorching thunderlight, casting the Thunderbolt Spear into the sky.
As Thunderbolt Spears streaked across the sky, helicopters exploded one by one.
The problem was, the enemy’s resolve was somewhat beyond expectation, even a burning wreck would still crash down from the sky, as if determined to drag them to their graves.
Gu Jianlin dashed out from the rising explosions, stumbling, teetering.
Tang Ling frowned as more cracks appeared on the Qilin Skeleton.
Especially seeing the boy’s body bleeding.
"Don’t worry, Ancient God Transformation is not as weak as you think; in this state, the abilities I exert are the strongest. As long as I can find life, I can continue fighting." Gu Jianlin gasped, indeed possessing the strongest endurance ability, unless life completely vanished in his domain, it would be hard for him to fall.
"Ancient God Transformation?"
Tang Ling’s crimson eyes narrowed, for what he said was not the Evolutionary State.
"Yes, Ancient God Transformation, my ultimate trump card. I’ve always used Ancient God Transformation, whether at Second High School in Peak City, the Undersea Tomb, or Black Cloud City, and other places. It always left me scarred, because the backlash from real-world rules caused me great pain."
Gu Jianlin said hoarsely, "Later, it was you who taught me how to use the Evolutionary State, which for me meant suppressing the Ancient God’s Breath to an extremely low level, not revealing my true form. Still led by the human soul... but now it’s different, I’m led by the Ancient God’s soul."
Tang Ling was shocked; until now she hadn’t realized how deeply the boy hid.
The powerful Evolutionary State was actually a weakened state for him.
"Ancient God’s soul."
She unconsciously repeated, momentarily entertained an absurd thought.
As a Human Clan girl, she had actually slept with an Ancient God Clan!
In ancient times, such a woman was called a Female Sacrifice, noble yet sorrowful.
"Did I become your Female Sacrifice?"
Tang Ling should have felt panic and fear, but instinctively widened her beautiful eyes, surprisingly a bit charmingly angry.
The lack of a fear response was because his voice remained as consistently harsh and cold, buried beneath was a faint care, he wouldn’t cozy up, but considered you more important than life.
Whenever you’re tired, you can rely on him.
"No need for a Female Sacrifice, I still consider myself human."
Gu Jianlin continued sprinting, surveying around.
Unfortunately, the enemy altered tactics, no longer engaging in close combat, nor providing an opportunity for him to devour life.
Using modern weapons for long-range bombardment seemed the optimal choice.
Even if a helicopter occasionally is shot down, it doesn’t matter, humans frequently use swarm tactics against Ancient God Clan.
In other words, they use human lives to fill the gap.
Tang Ling silently listened to the heartbeats in the boy’s chest, heavy like drumming, also sensing his fatigue and weakness, as such intense battle was a colossal drain on both spirituality and stamina.
Even the secret medicine to replenish spirituality isn’t unlimited.
Taking a large dose of secret medicine in a short time always results in resistance, rendering the drug ineffective.
And the boy holding her in his arms is only Fifth Rank.
She retrieved a bottle of Blue Blood from the backpack, offering it to his lips.
Gu Jianlin drank it without hesitation, feeling the sparse spirituality spread inside him.
His spirituality had dwindled to less than one-fifth, the drug’s efficacy was only twenty percent of usual.
"If you can’t stand it, just leave."
Tang Ling said expressionlessly, "I’d rather die than fall into their hands."
Tang Ling had her pride, seemingly cold-hearted, but actually a person of intense passion; she’d sacrifice her beautiful life in this battle rather than become the President’s weakness.
