vrcanaries Chapter 845: The Strong Gathering. On the Eve of the War
Chapter 845: The Strong Gathering. On the Eve of the War
As long as the natural attributes are sufficient and the quality is high enough, this restriction is, to some extent, even more abnormal than Mu Yu's rapid progress.
After all, the latter is the bonus of critical strike talent plus the insights and training gained through repeated life-and-death crises. What does this little Poro rely on?
It’s really just based on one simple sentence - I eat eat eat eat eat!
The former reached the tenth level, and after the Blood Beast Ancestor completed his "long-cherished wish", he excitedly sent a series of messages to bombard Mu Yu, almost crying in front of him.
Damn, after so many years, I finally recovered to the first level of demigod.
The continuous accumulation of combat experience and blood essence support, the blood essence of the twelfth-level giant dragon clan, the blood essence of the pseudo-demigod-level Linyu Tianfenghuang, plus the large amount of high-level blood essence given by Mu Yu yesterday.
With high quality and quantity, the Blood Beast Ancestor finally recovered and became another indispensable fighting force on Mu Yu's side at the critical juncture of challenging Him.
"Lin Feng and Mr. Mu have already fulfilled their promise. The next helpers they need are..."
Mu Yu took out the teleportation tower that he had prepared earlier and went to the Nine Heavens Holy Fire Spectacular without any hesitation, stopping in front of the Bu Tiandong brothers who helped Wang Xinyu to improve.
Without any hesitation, Mu Yu spoke out loud and clear:
"To be honest, my two brothers, this newly born sea area of ours, no... perhaps even the tens of millions of islands I lead, will face the coming of 'Him' sooner due to my existence."
Mu Yu did not hide anything and explained in one go how many weeks the fog disaster had occurred and the battles he had experienced before.
Apart from revealing the details of his abnormal talent and how he escaped death, Mu Yu almost revealed all the details related to the baptism of God.
It’s not that the other party’s life-and-death friendship is not worthy of trust, but Mu Yu is worried that there are bad people among the crowd. Shouldn’t he be on guard against all the information collected when the red fog appeared?
"you sure?"
Bu Tiandong and Bu Tianzhen looked at each other and knew how difficult and dangerous the situation was that Mu Yu described. Their master, Old Man Bu Gua, had also participated in the battle against the projection of the evil god.
It’s just that the time when their sea area fell into chaos was countless years later than now. At that time, they were probably not even embryos.
Mu Yu nodded, his eyes filled with determination and confidence. He had been communicating with the Mirror Spirit for so long, and the information and predictions revealed by the Mirror Spirit had never deviated once.
The previous false god's heavenly palace, including the details of his coming even before, made Mu Yu seriously suspect that the mirror spirit in this conversation might be the spiritual projection of some sub-god or righteous god.
Otherwise, the ability to grasp information across the entire sea area is many times stronger than that SD anti-missile system and the weak GPS positioning.
The two looked at each other solemnly, knowing that Mu Yu took the initiative to tell them this in order to seek their help.
Especially when he saw the teleportation tower in Mu Yu's hand ready to go, he knew even more clearly that Mu Yu was ready to drag even the fortune teller into the battle.
"Since we have agreed to an alliance, how could we possibly break the agreement at this time?"
Bu Tianzhen, who had a slightly pointed face and monkey cheeks, showed a carefree smile and patted Mu Yu's shoulder gently:
"Go ahead and shout. Master will definitely not refuse your request."
Bu Tiandong nodded, put his arm on the other side of Mu Yu's shoulder, and gave an exceptionally gentle smile:
“Everyone says we are gifted, but we are both more than ten years older than you.
And I heard that you have only been practicing for a few years..."
"Hey, I've been stuck at the first level of Demigod for a long time. Maybe, as Master said, this is our chance to break through."
The two of them talked in a disjointed manner, and Mu Yu looked at them with great gratitude as they pretended to be relaxed.
It is said that a friend in need is a friend indeed. Ask yourself, how many allies are willing to risk their lives for their own people even though they know it will be a difficult time?
The fortune-telling lineage not only did it, but also did it without hesitation. Mu Yu owed them a great debt of gratitude.
"Thank you, two brothers!"
He had to admit that he was a little nervous, but it turned out that his worries were completely unnecessary.
After getting the approval of the two brothers, Mu Yu turned around and activated the teleportation tower again.
The teleportation tower flickered. As Mu Yu and Bu Tiandong paused, three figures slowly appeared before his shocked eyes.
"Hey, Mu Yu boy, why didn't you tell me in advance when you encountered a problem?"
"I never thought that even at my age, I could be called over by that old fortune teller. He even gave me the painting of regret that he had treasured for a hundred years."
The two old men who spoke one after another were very familiar to Mu Yu, Lei Ying and Lei Zhenzi, the leader of Wanjun League.
The two men chuckled and looked at each other. It was obvious that they had been informed in advance by the fortune teller and came here directly after being persuaded by the other party.
The fortune-teller stroked his beard, his face, which was always smiling, now wrinkled. He listened to Mu Yu's explanation of the whole matter and the difficulties he would face. After a few seconds of silence, he spoke softly:
"That's what I've been saying. My divinations are never wrong. I'm not joking or trying to trick you.
This time, your chance to break through the bottleneck truly lies within this battle!"
The fortune teller's words were shocking, and the four demigod-level strong men present were all stunned.
As the fortune teller stepped into the third stage of demigod, his divination ability naturally increased, but for him to be able to say such confident words now, how strong must the power and opportunity of the evil god on Mu Yu's side be?
Everyone looked at each other for a while, and then two strong men from the Wanjun League interrupted the silence.
The familiar act of picking his nose, the Raikage had no image burden at all. He tugged at his flip-flops and leisurely sipped his wine.
“All in all, it’s very difficult.
There's no point in talking any more. We'll have a fight tonight and everything will work itself out."
"Who says it's not? Anyway, I won't go back on my word. I will do what I promised."
When Lei Zhenzi said this, his eyes moved between Mu Yu and the fortune-teller:
"My son's body of the Five Heavens God of Thunder, and your Remnant Map, I've already taken them. There's no way I'm going to return them."
There was no trace of timidity or hesitation in his teasing tone. It seemed that the strong men of Wanjun League had already known the seriousness of the incident from the fortune-teller, but from beginning to end, whether to fight or not was never mentioned.
Everyone’s focus is on whether they can win!
"Oh, so many demigod-level warriors, boy, are you planning to capture other sea areas with such a large-scale battle?"
"I didn't expect that all the people present here are big shots of this magnitude. Mu Yu... which sea area are you planning to conquer?"