My Bottle Cosmos-Chapter 515 - 491 Fatal Mistake
In fact, Li Qing responded with a meaningful smile.
It was the best opportunity in front of him.
Gal had no backup, and the Million Gods hadn’t realized the importance of him being the mastermind, choosing to stand by and watch.
In reality, it was Li Qing who gave them hope, hinting that someone would soon come to the rescue.
If he didn’t suggest that, they would have to rely on themselves to resolve the beast crisis and would certainly continue to help Gal against the Ancient Dragon.
"Don’t push them too hard, as long as they have hope, they won’t become desperate."
Li Qing smiled softly, looking at Gal, whom he had schemed against step by step, hacked the rules, and deceived the Gods into staying out of it.
Blame your own civilization’s selfishness!
Boom!
The thirty thousand Crystal Wall Worlds connected outside were suddenly pulled out.
It was like a gourd being cut in half, with the ball outside being dismantled.
Li Qing felt the loss of power, as his six hundred thousand Flame Rule army instantly halved, making him frown.
"These guys really pulled it off."
But now the power-drained Li Qing dared not stir anything further; he had already done too much. Though he could forcibly order those Crystal Walls in the Subspace region to return to him, getting closer.
Doing so, however, would exceed the limits and completely expose his identity.
Anyway, the thirty thousand Flame Crystal Walls on the scene were enough for now...
Thirty thousand troops battling one, there’s no reason to lose.
Bang!
The Ancient Dragon was instantly sent flying.
"Finally, I can catch my breath," Gal gasped heavily, eyes filled with excitement. "This battle is really unfair... but it’s more thrilling this way."
Li Qing couldn’t help but fall silent for a moment.
After the fight, it felt even fiercer than expected, with a combat power around 117...
Currently, Li Qing’s template is based on the Emperor’s 106, enhanced by the blessings of various limit-breaking subordinates, reaching 110.
After all, he didn’t have many limit-breaking subordinates now; getting a 4-point boost by grouping them was already decent.
Underlings under 100 were no help and only created a huge chaos disrupting his train of thought.
Li Qing took a deep breath, "Though halving my armies is a factor, this guy’s growth is insane, way too fast..."
He needed to enhance his combat talent.
No doubt, if superexistences like Hong An and Silver Liquid submitted as his subordinates, he could reach 113, but there wasn’t enough time now.
Li Qing quickly thought of the other side.
Atabia’s wounds should be almost healed by now.
That guy should almost be ready to revive Herodotus...
His attention quickly shifted, frowning again, "Atabia is still researching his chaotic stuff, attempting to heal..."
He could lend a hand.
...
On the other side.
Nokron suddenly appeared in the Immortal Realm, looking at Atabia who was deep in research.
"This might be useful to you." He tossed a limit-breaking Immortal Grass of 102, then turned and left.
This Immortal Grass, inherited from the Elf Ancient God to Yun’Er Ancient God, was casually taken from the ordinary ones.
It happened to come in handy now.
"Hmm?" Atabia was startled, clasping his fists, "Thank you, senior. I was almost recovered from my wounds; with this Immortal Grass, I can complete the final healing stage, returning to peak condition."
He paused, asking, "Is it urgent, could it be something happened with those in Wales on the other side?"
Quite clever, guessing there might be a place needing him.
Nokron nodded, "Yes, a huge accident erupted on that battlefield; if you catch it in time, you could go, and there will be many Immortal Grasses there to aid in rescuing Herodotus."
With that said, Nokron vanished.
Atabia stood there, thoughtful.
...
Soon, Li Qing got the news that Atabia’s wounds had completely healed to peak condition.
[Name: Atabia]
[Combat Talent: 108]
[Research Talent: 115]
[Wisdom Strategy: 97]
Li Qing was slightly surprised, but quickly regained composure.
"Unbelievable, a scientist who doesn’t like fighting crushed the combat-type Emperor, proving that the Emperor was just the strongest genius of my last ten thousand years; while it’s impressive in ordinary civilization, it isn’t truly outstanding by the scale of advanced civilizations spanning billions of years."
It’s a shame he needed combat talent now.
This research talent would bring consistent aid in the future, but was useless at the moment.
Li Qing sensed the blessings.
He switched the main blessing to Atabia’s combat talent of 108, and combined it with other subordinates, instantly reaching 111.
"Still not enough."
Li Qing’s gaze could only fall on Silver Liquid, Hong An, and the like, tricking them into becoming subordinates seemed a guarantee for his counterattack.
Should he trick them...
Li Qing took a deep breath, and as he hesitated, his expression suddenly changed.
Bang!
He was hit and sent flying again.
"How is it possible!!?" Li Qing looked at Gal in disbelief, sensing a terrifying trait erupting from Gal’s body.
This guy...
At this moment, Li Qing finally felt the anomaly.
Previously, it seemed to be 115, later 117, but now it’s at 118!
"Monster..." Li Qing finally remembered something.
Traits.
Every powerful creature had an Extraordinary Species trait; Witches were nested dolls, Wizards excelled in psyche, the Martial Race switched Secret Manuals, and he too had the trait of cellular creation and compilation, so this Zombie surely had a racial trait.
Moreover, as a naturally born extraordinary life, its traits must be extremely potent.
At this moment, Li Qing felt Gal’s trait, combat talent was continuously growing, and...
Li Qing saw an eerie sight.
Yun’Er Ancient God’s combat talent reduced from 103 to 102.
He was devouring others’ soul essence.
Or possibly... the potential of those around him.
Due to Li Qing’s unique state with various trait blessings, he felt no significant decline.
But upon careful sensing, he noticed chunks of his soul had been bitten away.
"This brute, he’s devouring people’s potential." Li Qing took a deep breath, "As expected of the Zombie Ancestor, even devouring in such a way..."
Perhaps he should have anticipated it.
All cannibalistic zombies were inferior variants of his blood, growing stronger by consuming others; his characteristic as the true ancestor must be similar.
Li Qing’s expression changed several times, realizing he had also fallen into a trap.
Enhancing his potential was no use; he couldn’t win by competing in potential, where facing certain death.
He had to rely on intellect...
"Die for me!" Gal roared, and the ultimate creature clearly grew even stronger.
