A rare magical miracle in the world-Chapter 769 - 447: The Seven Kings (Vote for Monthly Tickets)

"There's no time."

The Star Emperor Princess felt an unbearable, intense pain throughout her body; she couldn't use the Supreme Lord power of the 'Cosmic Big Bang' level consecutively.

Helpless, she could only use her own body to withstand Ali's strike.

Death might not be certain, but a severe injury, or even the brink of death, was an inescapable conclusion.

"Damn it!"

The Star Emperor Princess gave up on channeling the Miracle Power, curling up within the Star Realm, letting chaos devour this brilliant and profound world.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, the senior sister and the old uncle sensed something and appeared beside Bailuo at the same time, "Be careful."

"What's wrong?"

Bailuo immediately focused upon seeing this, yet he discovered nothing.

"That's not right!"

Bailuo hurriedly looked towards where Ali and the Star Emperor Princess were, only to see that the chaos that was engulfing the world had disappeared without a trace, and everything had returned to its original state, as if it were the same as when they had first arrived.

[Atheism]

Dressed in a sleek black suit, covered with a white lab coat, Harls had suddenly appeared in front of the Star Emperor Princess, blocking Ali's two Creator God strikes for her.

Among all present, only the senior sister and the old uncle had foreseen Harls's arrival in advance and reacted most accurately—protecting Bailuo.

"Mr. Harls!"

The Star Emperor Princess's face revealed a look of joy; she received strength from Harls, and in the world view of the people from the Electronic Frontier, this meant acceptance.

From now on, the Star Emperor Princess could say that she was one of Harls's people.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

Harls's lab coat was damaged, no longer spotless as before: "I've sustained some minor injuries, but they're nothing serious."

"And..."

Harls's expression grew dark: "He's in a worse state than me."

At this moment, somewhere in the Miracle World, Di Sui and Zu Taichu appeared above a desolate desert, and the former spewed out a mouthful of blood as he landed.

"Cough cough cough."

"The Great Philosopher's incarnation, our gap is still too enormous."

Di Sui had clashed with Harls; although Harls was not a real Great Philosopher, but merely a replica summoned by the Electronic Frontier, their battle gave Di Sui a real sense of the Great Philosopher's terror.

Even though the opponent was merely an incarnation, a summoned replica, Di Sui still retreated with Zu Taichu from that place.

There was no choice; should a real fight have broken out, on the Electronic Frontier's turf, with the infinite Flood as a power source, Di Sui reckoned he would be the one completely drained.

"Quite an eye-opener, brother Di Sui."

Zu Taichu had witnessed firsthand Di Sui's encounter with Harls—a vista even he, as the Fifth Awakening Miracle Master, found hard to comprehend.

"Cough cough."

Di Sui waved his hand and said, "It's just that, still not enough to surpass them."

"Were the injuries that severe?"

"Of course," Di Sui said, "I lost at least 1% of my life value, I feel like I'm about to go."

"......"

Zu Taichu was speechless, he wasn't joking, and said seriously, "But is it really okay for us to escape like this?"

"Couldn't stay, I was afraid you'd break there."

"So I'm the dead weight!"

Zu Taichu wasn't displeased, because it was the truth.

The power Harls displayed exceeded Zu Taichu's expectations. The opponent's strength was overwhelmingly superior. Zu Taichu could predict that if it weren't for Di Sui standing in the way, letting him face Harls would likely result in being crushed within minutes.

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Death might not be guaranteed, but it would definitely be quite painful.

Behind the Miracle Power, there was a nation—that was their absolute amulet, something even Harls couldn't possibly shatter.

Exceptional power could kill the Miracle Entity, but only once; it couldn't hinder their resurrection.

"At worst, I'd die once."

Zu Taichu didn't care much, appearing somewhat heartless. Di Sui shook his head, "That's not in line with the Queen's plan."

"The Queen's plan?"

Zu Taichu was impulsive, paying no attention to whatever mission the Queen had given. He was just here to fight.

Of course, in the end, it seemed that Zu Taichu hadn't really fought much, but the battle between Harls and Di Sui was truly thrilling for him, not only broadening his horizons but also enhancing his insights considerably.

"The Queen has asked me to weaken the power of the Electronic Frontier as much as possible. I wasn't quite clear what this power referred to, but now it seems, it must be Harls."

Di Sui's injuries were rapidly healing. In fact, in the exchange with Harls, not only did he get hurt, Harls got his share of suffering too.

If it were Harls' true self here, perhaps Di Sui could only flee for his life, unable to injure the opponent. But the mere avatar, Harls was equally in a sorry state, gaining no advantage.

"You injured him?"

"A little."

Di Sui said, "However, my power was focused on the Electronic Frontier. Harls may not be heavily injured, but the Electronic Frontier..."

He had created a loophole. If someone were to discover it, the unattended Electronic Frontier might become vulnerable to being cracked.

However, unfortunately, Di Sui could not continue any further because Harls was truly not simple.

Fighting any further would mean Di Sui would have to fight desperately, using all his trump cards to engage in a decisive fight to the death with his opponent—that was neither what he nor the Queen wished to see.

"Does she hope that man gains the advantage?"

Zu Taichu wasn't very clear about Bailuo's existence, his value. But whether it was the Queen or Di Sui, they both held him in the highest regard.

"A pitiful era."

Di Sui shook his head, "The heroes of the past are buried here, and you people, you just don't know gratitude. The Seven Kings were the great heroes who created an era, who saved the world."

"Heh."

Zu Taichu shrugged: "Who knows, anyway the Seven Kings are no longer around."

"Not necessarily so," said Di Sui, "There's a prophecy that claims the Seven Kings will return, and the Son of Yagen and the Queen are just the beginning."

"Doesn't that mean the Immortals will be brawling?"

The Queen's strength was unfathomable. If all the Seven Kings possessed such power, that would be truly terrifying.

"So when the time comes, will we become enemies?"

Zu Taichu: "Or are we supposed to directly kneel down, address them as 'Your Majesty', and welcome the return of the former Supreme Lords?"

If that were the case, Zu Taichu would rather die in battle.

He lived not to enjoy comforts; given a choice between dignity and life, Zu Taichu would choose the former without hesitation.

Of course, if the other party indeed had the charismatic personality of myth, Zu Taichu was not opposed to being conquered and then willingly submitting.

"No one knows."

However, Di Sui didn't know how to explain: "I just became the Master of Miracles tens of thousands of years earlier than you. Compared to the Ancient Great Emperor, Eastern Conquest Emperor, and those old predecessors, I'm actually rather new."

Di Sui was the Master of Miracles more than two hundred thousand years ago, but he was replaced during the era of Ying Muyao and Ying Baizhou, after which he disappeared from the scene.