Chapter 696: Chapter 551: Breaking Into the Central District, Searching

Crash.

When the infinite Chaotic Sea Water slightly calmed, Bal’s figure subtly emerged.

His somewhat shattered body quickly repaired itself, the Heart of Chaos within his chest resumed its beat, and a force of eternal, ancient laws exploded.

The injury just now seemed serious.

If hit directly, it could instantly kill any Tenth Tier Tenth Layer.

But it couldn’t kill the God of Chaos, Bal.

"Nothing can kill me under the sun."

A dignified and ancient voice came from his throat, carrying a kind of supreme arrogance.

But Bal noticed the traces on the opposite side, his expression slightly stiffened, eyes burning with the wrath of the sun,

"Xibo...you cannot escape."

The heavy oppressive force continued to increase.

As the Sun God of Chaos, Bal, submerged, the water pressure kept rising.

His power was astounding, still maniacally soaring!

Twice, three times as much...

The deeper the water pressure, the more intense his aura became, bringing an unbelievable sense of destruction.

As if an ancient beast of destruction appeared in the infinite sea water, devouring and eliminating all the vermin that shouldn’t be in the sea.

And his rationale grew cold with it, his intent to kill flourishing.

...

Descending, moving across.

Navigating the giant city, Xibo drove diagonally downwards all the way.

"In the short term, Bal probably won’t find us."

Xibo stood on the wall, numerous telephone wires shot out repeatedly, entangling, like silk spun by silkworms, constantly mending gaps.

His High Divine Object—the telephone wire, had a very simple function as a High Divine Object: just to create telephone wires.

These telephone wires, like those Divine Object city bricks, could eternally exist in chaos.

They seemed quite insignificant.

But their practicality was terribly terrifying.

He could build city walls at any time with the silk, construct an underwater giant city, and even turn the silk into underwater cables for remote communication!

Transmission...

Could only be used in the void instead.

But his telephone wires could be used underwater.

This meant they both controlled different environmental communication methods.

"Thanks to Bal’s deadly pressure, these natives had no choice but to trust me, the God of Faith."

"Otherwise, with my ability, even if the faith spread rapidly, it would still take several years of development."

"This came at just the right time, despite the surprise, it counts as a great opportunity!"

But Xibo also understood.

This faith came too cheaply.

These people might soon no longer believe in him once they recovered their senses.

"I must use this faith to erode before it fades, using overwhelming force, to eliminate all disobedient high-level members!"

As a Tenth Tier beginner, gathering faith, these Tenth Tier stationed members sure weren’t his match.

He gazed at the nearby high-level members.

A group of noble beings of all ages, in various splendid attire, adorned with luxurious beings, now reacted.

"You...great Ancient God, I am willing to serve you!" Someone immediately knelt down, prostrating themselves.

However, a dignified, upright scientist firmly rebuked:

"Evil God! You must be a being of some single law trait... I already understand where your power comes from! Faith, right?"

"I just need to spread throughout the kingdom, let the people no longer believe in you, and your power will diminish to a laughable state—"

Bang!

Xibo, gathering a massive Cause and Effect telephone, dialed directly into his ear, blew his head off.

"Living a life of luxury to this level, yet there’s such an idiot even at this level."

Xibo smiled grimly, looking at everyone, "Who else has any objections?"

Instantly, everyone was silent.

But at the next moment, an unknown series of Divine Objects suddenly erupted, with various shape attribute Divine Object rods piercing the ground, forming a formation surrounding Xibo.

"You’re courting death!" The Divine Object array mage shouted lowly, "This is an infinite God-slaying formation formed by 186 formation eyes.

In an instant, 186 pillars inserted into the ground like stabilizers, heavily encircling Xibo.

The pillars rotated rapidly.

Various different attribute flame pillars, destiny pillars... perfectly complementing each other, exerted their strength, creating a terrifying force field.

This is the power of combat type Tenth Tier!

Each Divine Object in their series could complement each other, sword formations, formations... joining together, forming a qualitative change.

With a dazzling white light, everything shattered, the colors of the wind and clouds changed, and the whole room was blown away.

Humph.

With a cold snort, Xibo’s figure was shattered.

"A clone, this is fake?" The startled powerhouse who acted was suddenly called by a distant phone, directly blown up.

The real Xibo, killing remotely by phone, how could he possibly descend in person?

"A bunch of mortals, without faith, without hope, do you not know the terror of the God of Chaos, Bal, do you think you can escape my grasp?"

Xibo’s voice showed no change, as if he had foreseen their actions long ago,

"When he appears, the ultimate chaos will descend, all Tenth Tier civilizations within the sun will be swept away by him, reverting to the primitive because..."

Xibo’s expression was melancholy, he sighed: "The power he wields is destruction."

These mortals said nothing, starting to kneel one by one.

"Kneeling? It’s a bit too late."

Xibo ignored them, directly draining most of the power from the strong individuals present, leaving them with nothing but their lives, and then imprisoning them.

Afterward, he placed this accumulation into the Cause and Effect Deposit Book.

"With this, the city now only has me as the sole high authority." He decisively used the telephone lines to call all the citizens,

"Everyone, the city has been breached by the God of Civilization’s Destruction."

"We don’t have enough bricks to repair this part of the city; a massive flood is about to pour into our underwater city through the breach."

These words were transmitted through official channels to everyone’s ears.

Causing a great panic.

"How is it possible?"

"Where are the sandbags? The sandbags we use to block the breach and prevent flooding?"

"It’s no use, the breach is... too large!" 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Just when everyone was showing despair, Xibo gave them hope.

"Put your faith in me." A voice entered everyone’s ears, "As long as you work together and give me your power, I will make numerous threads to block the breach."

As soon as these words fell,

Countless exhausted individuals began to strive to recover their strength.

It must be said that this Tenth Tier civilization is indeed powerful; the life energy of these Ninth and Tenth Tier individuals is extremely resilient. They began to rapidly absorb various pills and nutrients, starting to recover their bodies.

The drained Cause and Effect Value even began to slowly restore.

Seeing this, a hint of a successful scam smile appeared at the corner of Xibo’s mouth.

He detonated a corner of the city not just to fight desperately.

It was also for the current con work.

These people could only rely on him to repair the city walls, could only depend on him to survive, and would inevitably have to put their faith in him.

"Next, I will dismantle the bricks of the city, gradually replacing them with my thread walls. I alone will be the city’s protective shield."

"At that time, their faith will reach its peak, those who believe in me... will live!"

"And my Thread City will be like a gigantic spherical sea urchin, with strands extending infinitely outward... becoming the server city of the underwater signal network."

In short, he wants to turn this city into his own color.

To become his own scam headquarters, most of the divers in the city can transition into telephone operators, responsible for making scam calls...

This city will probably be under the jurisdiction of Xibo!

Countless years of accumulation on the other side have all been fully received by him.

Xibo’s personal adventure also reopens in this sea area, shaping his own myth and legend.

...

A month later.

The stallholders who floated to the outer districts to investigate the situation returned to this place and reported the situation.

"What?"

Hearing the news, the City Lord of the Central City fell silent, "The entire city has vanished?"

"Yes, we found some blasted breaches in the walls."

Professional diving team experts showed fear and lingering apprehension, "Based on the fragmented area of the city, we guess it can no longer be repaired..."

"That is to say, this type of city, now a month later, is likely already completely shattered, and everyone’s dead."

This is news that instills fear in everyone.

Because in any civilization, the majority are the lower-class citizens.

And the outer districts are the foundational population of these lower-class citizens, also one of their critically important three strongholds.

Now it’s shattered, there’s an accident, who can bear it?

"No, the city isn’t shattered yet."

The elder in a black robe, "According to our royal pointer, that city is still steadily operating under the sea."

During wartime, cities would turn off their coordinates so that other residents or even enemies could not find their city through the eternal pointer, achieving strategic invisibility.

However, as the kingdom’s upper echelons, they have a [royal pointer] to always locate their city.

This is also to prevent certain traitors from directly driving away with their city, resulting in a loss of coordinates.

"What?"

"Sir, that’s impossible! The extent of the city’s destruction will certainly be backfilled by seawater."

"Yes, I fear there’s no one left alive."

The black-robed elder of the Central District stood silently.

He also found it peculiar that while the city was still moving, the shattered parts were clearly supposed to submerge in chaos.

But now, nothing is happening?

"Regardless, immediately dispatch a team to inform His Majesty inside the district..." The black-robed elder revealed a look of concern, "Perhaps the siege on the Black Sword should be halted."

The Black Sword’s siege seems to have also encountered unexpected issues.

Truly, nothing is going smoothly.

However, the Black Sword’s concerns are internal, while now the nation’s life and death is at stake.

Directly losing a city might be due to hidden external enemies or remnants of some ancient ruin civilization...

If it’s not investigated thoroughly, there could be fear of national annihilation.

But then the entire Sea of Chaos began to tremble, and from a distance, a colossal figure appeared, slowly approaching, filled with heat more intense than chaos, majesty, and carrying an aura of destruction.

As if chaos is a river, while what’s appearing is the spring of the chaotic river, the source of all chaos!

"What is that?"

The elder raised his head, squinted his eyes, revealing a hint of astonishment.

Under the sunlight, a terrifying figure slowly descended, its overwhelming aura suppressing everyone to the point they couldn’t move.

If Xibo were here, he might be directly frightened to flee and wouldn’t even have the courage to run, because the current God of Chaos, Bal, is tens of times stronger than before.

A pressure of five hundred meters of water pressure, Xibo would be scared to flee, now the pressure is five thousand meters... It can be seen that Xibo’s terror level has already surpassed the limits of life understanding.

Under the fearful gazes of all the strong individuals, the figure of the God of Chaos Bal gradually emerged along with the receding muddy seawater.

"God, here, I feel you."