My Bottle Cosmos-Chapter 429 - 415 Atabia’s Awakening
The Black Star consumed the Talent Medicine, his intelligence has already dropped to zero.
It’s as if he’s become a brainless, instinctive killing machine, like a berserker, seeming mad.
"An innate monster."
Magina whispered, "He has completely lost his mind now... I hope this is temporary, and doesn’t become a permanent thing... but currently he’s only acting on instinct, so he has become immensely pure, purely focused on combat."
Adding on the various potion augmentation status the Black Star consumed, Ji Cao couldn’t hold his ground, falling into a disadvantage.
After all, Ji Cao’s combat talent, though defying heaven, was just a notch below the Emperor’s at 105, yet the Black Star had reached that state under various augmentations.
Boom!
The Black Star suddenly swung his fist, with a dull expression, vacant eyes, yet all his moves and computational power were nearly flawless, astonishingly impressive.
"Ji Cao is going to lose," Sylph observed from the shadows.
"Yes," Sylvie nodded.
This was only expected.
Not to mention issues of failing to defeat the Black Star.
Who among the people present could defeat the Black Star?
Do you think the Black Star is mindless, thinking he is easy to bully?
He is straightforward, doesn’t mess with flashy tricks, but likes to use brute force, crazily consuming potions, making Old Man Wales find him troublesome, one would know of this person’s prowess.
Just like you think the Emperor lacks research capability, with only 13 points of research talent, but when it comes to a real fight, who wouldn’t turn and run, not daring to meet him head-on?
"In the end, Ji Cao’s time was too short, he has tried hard enough, doing his best."
Sylvie shook her head, "If he could break out from among this group of monsters, killing through the siege of the Black Star, Minis, Wales, and the Emperor, then it would be absurd."
It was already almost a dead end.
But, merely with the emergence of the Black Star, he couldn’t withstand it, this could only be blamed on the Black Star’s too strong trump card, he consumed this pill to kill the Emperor for revenge, Ji Cao happened to be caught in it.
"However, Ji Cao could die, but mustn’t let the Black Star consume Ji Cao. Once he eats him, his combat talent will reach 105... his weaknesses will be compensated," Sylvie took a deep breath.
Who wouldn’t be envious of this talent?
This is permanent after all.
Not to mention others, even the two of them wanted to kill Ji Cao and consume him.
A concept of 105, those who understand, understand.
"Let’s use the backup plan," Sylvie said.
...
Boom!
Ji Cao fell back repeatedly, glancing at the dazed and numb Black Star, began to raise his hands high, "To all the True Immortal Grasses fallen in the corridor, and all those who have died in the world..."
He was about to open the Gate of Truth.
The interfering Immortal Grass scattered on the ground, the dead corpses were his prepared backup plan, unifying the entire battlefield to provide him power.
This method, though old, was effective.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came: "I am Immortal Resentment, a cemetery of grievances slaughtered by the Immortal Race, from the world of All Heavens."
"Please lend your power to me!"
"I will fulfill your wishes while alive, slaughtering the Immortal Race for you, destroying everything!"
...
Ji Cao was stunned, was he being intercepted? Had he anticipated Ji Cao would use the Gate of Truth this time?
He couldn’t think more.
Bang!
The Black Star’s attack came instantly, holding him in place.
"Please give me power!"
Immortal Resentment shouted loudly.
In an instant, it seemed the entire world’s vengeful spirits congregated.
The freshly deceased over twenty million True Gods, and the Demon Path cultivators who died within the world of All Heavens over the years, all flooded in with grievance towards the Immortal Dao.
The souls absorbed by the Gate of Truth, left with only pure instinctive obsession, all those who meet the criteria, with strong desires, can fulfill the standard of opening the Gate of Truth.
Immortal Resentment was evidently among them.
Originally being formed by a cemetery of resentful spirits against the Immortal Race, and sharing the same source as the Gate of Truth, it was only natural to absorb these Demon Path cultivators who resented the Immortal Dao.
"Damn it!" Ji Cao laughed bitterly, "These years, I painstakingly amassed tens of millions of True God troops, sacrificing them in death, only to serve as wedding robes for others."
Yet what could he do?
No matter how brilliant, no matter how capable in calculations, he couldn’t prevent these happenings.
He originally had very few playable cards.
Even if it was calculated that he would use the Gate of Truth again, he could only use the Gate of Truth in this battle in front of him.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, intercepting by force, there was nothing he could do.
Boom!
The immense will swept over, Immortal Resentment took a deep breath, "Absorbing the Gate of Truth means certain death... I don’t have much time."
"But the harvest from my absorption is greatest, now, I am the strongest."
[Name: Immortal Resentment]
[Combat Talent: 101+5]
[Research Talent: 45]
[Wisdom & Strategy: 91]
Feeling the immense and terrifying blessing, Immortal Resentment took a deep breath, "It’s not just for vengeance. I also want to kill Ji Cao for Sylvie and Sister Sylph, get the Immortal Elixir, and give it to them!"
He suddenly intervened in the battlefield.
He had also secretly broken through to the Untouchable Level.
Why?
How could Li Qing not pass on the research insights gained from opening the Gate of Truth with the Great Thousand World, using Nokron’s identity, to his maids Sylvie and Sylph?
They followed Nokron for so long; not passing on the breakthrough method would collapse the persona, making it seem as if he couldn’t do it himself.
Moreover, Li Qing felt that even if he passed it on, Sylvie and the others stood little chance of winning against the endless trump cards of those old sinister fellows.
Boom!
An overwhelming force directly entered the battlefield.
"The current era has already reached the Untouchable Level."
Immortal Resentment sneered, directly attacking Black Star to fulfill the wish of those wronged souls, aiding Ji Cao in besieging the Black Star Immortal Emperor.
The two sides clashed fiercely, and Black Star, under siege, found himself momentarily at a disadvantage, retreating bit by bit.
At this moment, a new presence entered the battlefield, unabashedly revealing their identity—it was the Emperor.
He glanced around, "Where is the old man?"
Old Man Wales controlled a white snake and walked out with a wry smile, "Why bother?"
"Let’s fight outside." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂
The Emperor spoke directly, and he and Wales shifted the battleground to engage in combat.
The situation instantly turned extremely brutal, with full-scale war breaking out. Blood was spilled everywhere in attempts to gain an advantage and seize Ji Cao.
Chaos was erupting, large sections of the Crystal Wall trembling.
The Crystal Walls above and below continuously employed special techniques to cushion the force, absorbing all the explosive energy, but Thunderbolts still ripped through space, and fire and wind scorched the land.
Ji Cao struggled more as he fought, when suddenly a cold, indifferent voice whispered beside his ear, "Ji Cao, you’ve already lost."
No one knew Minis was hiding inside Ji Cao’s body.
"Yes..." Ji Cao nodded.
Though he appeared undefeated, no one knew better than him that the situation had become irreversible; it was only a matter of time.
Minis had always been scheming; he was one of the most insidious individuals.
No one even noticed his audacious plan to use the Immortal Grass to revive that sleeping person.
For, outside, the majority thought Atabia had died long ago and vanished like other heroes in history.
"Ji Cao, you should know better than anyone that you no longer have the strength to reverse your fate. The millions of True Gods you amassed and the Gate of Truth you opened have been taken."
Minis said, "So, as per our agreement, give your life to me. I will resurrect Atabia. If it’s that man, he will single-handedly sweep away everyone present."
Ji Cao appeared dazed.
Time waits for no one.
No matter how strong his combat power, time was ultimately too short; everyone wanted him dead.
"No matter how strong your combat power is, you won’t be their match," Minis sneered, "Even just Black Star, who isn’t good at hiding, revealing his trump card has left you in such a state. What about the others’ hidden strategies? Their trump cards are unfathomable."
"I understand," Ji Cao sighed.
A tiny tree fossil, the size of an ant, suddenly appeared before him.
A frail, dried-up, human-like figure, covered in bruises, rigid in demeanor, resembling a rough tribesman from the Original Era.
Yet this person was to be fully revived using the treasure that the Gods of this Chaotic Region were fighting to the death over.
"The strongest existence in history, Atabia?"
Recognition flickered suddenly in Ji Cao’s eyes, "I understand now. Let me use my life to ignite another."
"I choose to accept my fate."
"Let him kill all the fathers, for the Demon Path, to win a golden age."
Hearing these words, Minis’s heart shuddered, releasing a deep sigh, "Then, I will begin Awaken him now. He will die soon after Awakening. We only have one chance. We must seize it."
Minis felt a long-lost excitement; he had lain dormant for so long, even delaying his breakthrough to the Divine Upper, constantly attempting in the world to connect with Ji Cao, to make him voluntarily contribute.
Compared to others forcibly plucking the Immortal Grass, only by the Immortal Grass voluntarily contributing could one gain the initial advantage.
He had indeed won.
Then everything was over.
This was called pulling the rug from under them! No matter what trump cards those outside had, the Emperor, even Old Man Wales, pretending to employ some trick, or take advantage—none of it mattered now. All he needed to do was steal the prize, so Atabia could perfectly revive, then return with him to the world to cultivate anew, and everything would be conclusively settled.
"They could never have imagined that, amid a fierce battle over the Immortal Grass, a weak Mortal would have the final say."
"And after eating it, this Mortal can immediately retreat back into their world, leaving them helpless." This was a logical blind spot, rendering any cards Old Man Wales played void.
Boom!
In the next moment, a barely perceptible faint will began to Awaken, and a withered, debilitated voice slowly came forth.
"Now, what era is it..."
