The Girls Are All Coveting Me-Chapter 445 - 381: 100 Pulls on Login—Zor Draws Till He Screams
"The path to surpass the World Serpent?"
The story painted by the owner of The Stars, Chloe just pretended to believe it.
Anyway, they had to make a trip to the Dark Territory, so they prepared even more.
However, shortly after entering the Dark Territory through a hidden passage, the three of them couldn’t hold it together.
Tiffany widened her eyes and said, "Are you following me?"
Chloe: "..."
Fufu: "Pfft~"
Nini: "Xiaoke, I’m sleepy~"
The three of them stared at the Princess Swordswoman, wide-eyed.
Chloe said irritably, "You’re a princess, why do you wander around outside all day?"
"Because I’m strong!" Tiffany huffed, "Since I came out of the Maze, my power has stepped up, and the Curse Blood is almost digested."
"Well, congratulations, you did great." Chloe said flatly.
"So, why are you in the Dark Territory again? Haven’t you already obtained many Extraordinary Traits... huh?"
She stopped abruptly, realizing something was off.
She sized up the three of them and said in a slightly nuanced tone, "A Saint, and two Half-Step Saints? Next time I hear about you, will you all be gods in the Star Realm?"
"I’m not a god."
"Yes, yes, so you’re ready to step into the Angel Class at any moment, right?"
"Not necessarily, the next time you see me, I might already be True God Class." Chloe said unconcernedly.
Tiffany fell silent for a moment.
Since meeting this team, the Princess Swordswoman continually had her perceptions challenged.
But one thing she could be sure of, most of this team’s members were definitely old-timers.
Understanding and comprehending Extraordinary Power requires time, and most of them, upon advancing, would reach extreme levels in combat power and methods.
This was definitely not a realm that Xiaodeng could reach.
So the answer was obvious, this was a team of seasoned adventurers masquerading as newcomers.
So now, when someone says next time they meet, he might be a True God, Tiffany wasn’t surprised at all.
"Let’s part ways here then."
Without a second thought, the Princess Swordswoman refused to travel with Chloe and the others.
No kidding, given the team’s original skills, they were already unbelievably high.
Their trip to the Dark Territory was to handle important matters.
Instinct told the Swordswoman that joining them recklessly might lead to trouble.
She feared she might have to use the Sky-splitting Blade to escape later.
"Alright then, safe travels." Chloe had no intention of keeping Tiffany either.
Locke Empire was showing signs of downfall, something beyond Chloe’s will to change.
The Princess Swordswoman most likely heard some news from her elders and wanted to try and save the empire in her own way.
But the chances of success were very low.
Even Chloe couldn’t stop the decline of the Locke Empire.
Because the downfall of the Locke Empire wasn’t due to war or disaster, but the exhaustion of the Thirteen Bloodline Families’ lineage.
...
"I thought you might consider helping her." After Tiffany left, Fufu suddenly spoke up.
Chloe shook her head and said, "Didn’t you notice too? The Thirteen Bloodline Families already have huge trouble, and the Locke Empire is maintaining its form only because of a deep heritage."
"Yes." Fufu sighed, "But what good does that do? Their bloodline source is already problematic."
Chloe remained silent.
The signs of the Locke Empire’s downfall started showing seven thousand years ago.
This had to be traced back to the times of Kai.
One branch of the Locke Empire back then believed it was better to push into the Star Realm, seeking a chance for survival, than waste power fighting the Underground City.
So nearly 2/5 of the empire’s high officials chose to lead the elite into the Star Realm.
Some said this group were traitors, fleeing during the nation’s critical moment of life and death.
Some said they just wanted every comrade’s death to have meaning, rather than being wasted fighting against the Underground City’s paths.
Some said they wanted to leave a legacy, so if the Locke Empire perished, there would still be a spark to remember their past.
But regardless, due to the lack of crucial powerhouses, the Thirteen Bloodline Families, which formed the backbone of the Locke Empire, encountered big problems.
Let’s put it this way, if you were a member of the defensive faction of the Thirteen Families, choosing to die defending the country, would you respect the escape faction?
Not a chance, they’re a bunch of cowards, not beheading them is already considered merciful.
And the escape faction couldn’t take that many people to the Star Realm.
So, for the families in the Thirteen Bloodline where the escape faction resided, it was as if the sky was falling.
Even though the Locke Empire tried hard to reconcile, encouraging the people to see the innocent members of the escape faction as part of the empire, the seeds of division were sown.
Would those bloodline members of the escape faction really be willing?
The Thirteen Bloodline Families that originally formed the empire were relatively equal.
But now, with no high officials to speak for them, their ancestors bore such disgraceful history, causing the descendants to be looked at differently.
They have no resentment?
That is impossible.
Without powerful individuals, those resentments are even harder to unleash.
What should be done? Just watch the faction fall into the dust?
So the answer is obvious.
They need to create powerful individuals.
After years of recuperation, the remnants of the escape faction made a difficult decision.
Find a way to cultivate a batch of powerful individuals who can speak out by stacking bloodlines.
Does it feel like you’ve heard it somewhere?
Isn’t this the root of the Doupo Xiao Family’s decline?
Yes.
In the short term, the escape faction indeed stacked some powerful individuals.
But judging by the time... before Chloe awakened, this batch of powerful individuals was completely annihilated on the Star Realm battlefield by a targeted assault from a deity.
"The top-tier individuals were eliminated, seventy centuries of struggle were all for naught, and many people lost the qualifications to become Curse Swordsmen due to the endeavor to create bloodline powerful individuals..."
Chloe sighed when mentioning this.
The seeds of division are bound to ignite completely.
The Empire of Locke will be thoroughly fragmented, only showing signs of revival when the fallen princess rebuilds the empire on the battlefield.
But even in "Simulated Hero," the once-thriving three human nations no longer possess their past glory.
"The desire of the escape faction remnants to gain discourse power is not wrong; they didn’t participate in the escape.
The resentment of Locke’s people towards the escape faction is not wrong, as they faced betrayal from their compatriots.
The Curse Swordsmen creating bloodline powerful individuals are not wrong, because if they don’t, the Thirteen Families will completely collapse.
Those who doubt and mourn the massacre of bloodline individuals suspecting it was a set-up by other factions, their unwillingness to accept reality made the escape faction commoners not wrong because their losses were too devastating.
So what exactly went wrong?"
Chloe looked toward the nearly lightless Dark Territory, suddenly somewhat mocking.
Beside her, Nini flapped her wings, gave a soft hum, and said, "So what happened to those escape faction members who went to the Star Realm in the future?"
"...in Rephya’s simulated future, 12 years from now, after developing for years in the Star Realm, the Locke escape faction restarted communication with the Empire of Locke.
Star Calendar 2010, the escape faction, with 10% of the population, continued their voyage using the Doomsday Ark.
Star Calendar 2011, the main fleet of the escape faction, ’Godless Era’, along with 90% of the population, perished alongside a powerful divine power, turning into a star igniting the starry sky."
Nini remained silent for a while, finally whispering, "That’s kind of a pity."
"Not a pity." Chloe looked at the dimly appearing Dark Territory city and said calmly, "Because before that, I will take action."
On the soil of the Dark Territory, rarely walked upon by surface beings, three strange guests arrived.
...
Location: Dark Territory·Twilight City
The Zor Elves’ keen sense detected recent discord in the Dark Territory.
Lisan was originally a male Zor Elf.
In the Twilight City, a matriarchal society prevailed, where male Zor Elves lagged behind female Zor Elves in both magical and melee capabilities.
Sometimes Lisan would audaciously think about whether it’s because the Zor Elves’ superior, the Spider Queen Rose, had once been struck by the iron fist of the Elf Main God, so now ordinary male Zor Elves were being affected by the connected resentment.
Otherwise, it is hard to explain why most of Rose’s priests were set as female Zor Elves. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞
Of course.
For Lisan, if his mistress would whip him a few lashes less, he’d be able to wake up laughing even in his dreams.
Yes.
Lisan is not a Zor Elf with autonomy.
He is the slave of a mid-level priest in Twilight City, saying he’s a dog is not inaccurate.
Yesterday, he was taken by his mistress to attend a mid-level priest’s event.
That was really an incredibly unpleasant experience.
Online simply gives a free 100 draws, making him howl directly.
But in Twilight City, slaves are considered non-human.
After being healed from near death, he was fed strong medicine again, and squeezed his body madly until he almost turned into a dried-up person before escaping.
That night, the painful cries and blood-shot eyes intertwined, obscuring his vision.
Lisan knew he was going to die, with his current condition, the next time his mistress came, would basically be his death day.
This night, as he waited for death in torment, he suddenly heard a voice.
The voice seemed to come from above the clouds, carrying an emptiness and solemnity, whispering to him, "Do you want to survive? Do you want revenge on your mistress?"
Zor Elf Lisan instinctively wanted to reject it.
How dared he dream of revenge against his mistress? Not even in his dreams.
Yet the voice told him, "Since you’re dreaming, you could imagine more, release those hidden manic thoughts, and die unexplained like this, can you really close your eyes?"
Lisan’s gaze gradually became vacant.
Perhaps the voice was right.
How did he reach this state?
Is it because he was born in the Dark Territory, so he was destined to fall into such a situation?
No, it shouldn’t be so.
Before dying, I at least have to do something.
