The Demonic World I designed-Chapter 650 - 640: Players Losing Control...

"Chen Qing..."

I don’t know how long it has been, Chen Qing still stood there in a daze, and Zi Yue remained vigilant against the possibility of King Xiang suddenly returning. But a long time passed, and the two of them were no longer in sight.

Chen Qing looked at the place where the Emperor had left and spoke softly, "You go and bring Ali, I will go for Ghost Doll. Let’s meet at the palace gate and make sure to evacuate within half an hour...."

"Ghost Doll?" Zi Yue was stunned. Was he not already...

"Ghost Doll has a very strong ability to regenerate flesh and blood, which is also why he was willing to use his flesh and blood to open King Xiang’s palace without dying. We should just give up on taking over King Xiang’s palace," Chen Qing explained.

Zi Yue looked at Chen Qing, "Are you scared?"

"It’s not about being scared; it’s that in this game, we have all lost," Chen Qing turned and looked at Zi Yue. "It’s not just me who lost, but also those guild players who have been planning for tens of thousands of years."

The four major guilds each had their arrangements in several places, but now it seems that there would be trouble at any of these locations...

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The abyss of the Fourth Guild....

As a new power rising in the second cycle, this guild managed to forcefully carve out a share for itself despite being squeezed by the three major powers, which showed the capabilities of the guild’s upper echelons. Good at treading the human path, their journey in this cycle was smooth sailing initially.

They secured the location of the Royal Capital in advance and accurately chose the man most likely to be king. Before the ancient descent, they unified the Central Plains, thus completely seizing the fortune of the human world. It had basically been determined that the Ghost Domain was the most powerful force. The other three Ghost Kings couldn’t get a finger on the Central Plains. After Chen Qing blocked the Southern Wilderness, the rest of the Ghost Domain’s forces could only struggle to survive in the desolate Southern Wilderness.

With the Ghost Domain’s path blocked and the Dragon Palace already divided by Chen Qing’s early planning, the only route left for the three major guilds was the Northern Celestial Python Palace.

At that moment, within that vast abyss, it was extremely cold, and a powerful will hidden within froze the entire abyss in its chill.

And amidst that powerful chill, a red-clad outsider stood quietly within the abyss.

The woman in red was stunning, shining like a pearl in the abyss. Behind her, nine white tails were propping up a split in space.

Clearly, the woman in red had come here through some Spatial Art, and she was strong enough to prop open the space rift behind her, forcing it not to close.

"Did the Black Empress... really die?"

"Do you doubt my words?" The woman raised her hand, and the scene displayed was of the Emperor burning all the players with the flames of the Golden Crow.

And the perspective... was from Wang Shiyu’s Heavenly Eye!

"Your Shenwu Guild has committed too many misdeeds... it’s hard for us to believe you," a mocking female voice resonated within the abyss, unclear in origin, but the terrifying hostility made the abyss even colder.

"Heh..." The woman seemed unfazed by this hostility, sneering, "At this point, are we still going to fight amongst ourselves?"

"Infighting? Since when was the Shenwu Guild on the same side as us?"

"We are not on the same side..." said the woman in red coldly, "But we are all outsiders!"

"Hmph..." Before the female voice could continue, a profound voice interrupted, "Enough!"

As he spoke, that immense will washed over the woman in red, "The president of the Shenwu Guild personally coming here can be considered sincere. Indeed, this situation is more serious than we imagined."

"I thought you didn’t care," the woman in red said coldly.

After all, the creators behind the tremendous losses suffered by the major guilds were these people right in front of us...

If it weren’t for an unexpected betrayal, I’m afraid this cycle really belonged to them; the other three guilds would hardly be able to preserve themselves.

But now... I fear it’s even more serious...

"Within King Xiang Palace, the essential individuals who were part of our four major guilds’ plans were lost. Your Fourth Guild lost the Black Empress, and my Shenwu Guild lost Wang Shiyu, bearer of the Heavenly Eye. Not just that, with the loss of a large number of transcendent members, we can no longer effectively control the Celestial Serpent Palace."

"This time in Northern Wolf City, we lost over forty transcendent experts, but that’s not the worst part. The worst is that they used the Netherfire Spirit Summoning Method, the evil spirits under King Xiang used players’ bodies to resurrect, not only directly obtaining transcendent power but also inheriting all the players’ talents and items, including... the Heavenly Eye!"

Upon hearing this, the entire abyss fell silent.

The elite of the second version of the guilds were all in this Northern Wolf City incident. This was also why the Black Empress wanted to eliminate them all at once. If successful, it would drastically slow down the recovery speed of the three major guilds. Looking at the speed of their own side’s development, if things went smoothly, this cycle would be the Fourth Guild’s chance to rise to the top.

Even if they handled the subsequent events well, completely burying the power of the other guilds was not impossible.

But, the plan was executed well, yet the fruits were swallowed by an npc!

What a tremendous disgrace...

Since the rise of player consciousness, over three cycles, tens of millions of years, when have we ever been in such a sorry state?

"How many people do you have left?" After a moment of silence, a hoarse female voice sounded from above the abyss.

"Not many..." the lady in red shook her head: "The most stalwart fighters all died in this King Xiang Palace incident, either devoured by spirit ghosts or ambushed by that Emperor from the mortal world and used as material for evil spirits to possess. There are only a few still holding our northern base. Should the Central Plains send troops, the chances of holding on are slim."

"I came here to clarify with you, after the Emperor betrayed you, how much power do you still have? How many ghost soldiers can he command? When can he send troops at the earliest?"

With each question asked, the consciousnesses deep within the abyss sunk further...

Insiders know their own affairs, and this time... I’m afraid a major disaster is indeed imminent!

"Are you still unwilling to speak at this time?" the lady in red asked coldly.

"Aside from the Black Empress, we still have some people left; they’ve already retreated and gone into hiding as quickly as possible. But whether they can escape pursuit is unclear. It’s virtually impossible to control those ghost soldiers; they only obey King Xiang. If even King Xiang has betrayed, then all the forces of the Ghost Temple are essentially that Emperor’s from the Siao Family."

The lady in red’s eyes darkened upon hearing this,

Actually, this outcome had been anticipated. The Ghost Temple’s strengths came from the evil spirits under King Xiang, and those possessed were loyal soldiers of Great Jin Emperor’s bloodline. This model guaranteed that with King Xiang’s betrayal, the power would be entirely lost.

Although expected, the result still felt bitterly cold.

"Now the cities of Great Jin have purposefully retreated quite substantially, which has, conversely, led to a more concentrated force. The Flying Dragon Army has secretly withdrawn; in fact, most have already been possessed by spirits. Without any mishaps, by next spring at the latest, the Siao Family will have two hundred thousand First Rank ghost soldiers, and over a hundred transcendent Ghost Generals!"

"What a generous dowry you guys have provided..."

"You didn’t come here just to complain about that, did you?" a hoarse male voice said unpleasantly.

The lady in red took a deep breath to steady her emotions, "What do we do now? He will surely send troops by spring, and if the Northern regions are taken by him again, we are all finished!"

The people in the abyss were silent, all experienced players who had been through two cycles; they understood the model of the Celestial Serpent Palace very well. It was a chaotic organization, with limited control by various guilds and weak defenses against organized attacks.

"There’s still one power in the mortal world that can confront the Emperor of the Siao Family head-on!"

At these words, the lady in red looked up, "You mean... the King of Qin from Jiangnan?"

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