Worldwide Awakening: My Soul Kinds Are Lost

Chapter 790 - 790: Divine Thunder and Fire Seal_1

"My, my, why start a fight as soon as we meet? After all, this 'Twelve-Style Heavenly Pulse Skill' was given to you indirectly by me," Wang Linchi said, easily grabbing hold of Kong Huai and Zhuang Jing."Is there something wrong with this 'Twelve-Style Heavenly Pulse Skill'?!" Zhuang Jing, who had practiced this Cultivation Technique, suddenly changed his expression.

Anything that the traitor Wang Linchi deliberately handed over couldn't possibly bring good fortune.

"Not exactly. However, this technique was designed for the Alien Race to cultivate. Although the Human Clan can also cultivate it, the results are dreadfully inadequate." Wang Linchi didn't lie. After all, these two were going to die, so there was no harm in telling them more.

After all, he is now the protagonist, not the villain, so his incessant chatter would not trigger the trope of villains dying due to talking too much. Instead, he might even trigger a "protagonist wins through wit" ending, though the chances are rather slim.

"Nonsense, how could the Alien Race cultivate..." Kong Huai subconsciously wanted to rebuke Wang Linchi but then hesitated. After all, Wind Thunder King had already achieved success in Cultivation. This fact was indeed beyond their understanding.

"You're right. Any last words? If not, I'll send you on your way," Wang Linchi said, giving off the vibe of a peaceable person.

As for their last words, Wang Linchi was willing to listen to them. Even if they recited to him 'Preface to the Prince Teng's Pavilion' or 'Memorial on My Thoughts of the Chibi War', he would listen until the end. Of course, he wouldn't listen to an entire long novel, as that would take too much time.

"Last words should be for you to say." Kong Huai's eyes shone with a sinister light. He forcibly tore away most of his body that Wang Linchi held, flesh and blood splattering everywhere. Still, he didn't stop, smashing his lone hand towards Wang Linchi's skull.

These Martial Gods, though they had become humanoid strategic weapons for deterrence in recent years, weren't Martial Gods from the start; they were ruthless individuals who had fought their way out of the underground battlefields.

Losing half a body is nothing—they can regenerate quickly.

Wang Linchi casually crushed Kong Huai's severed half and reached out to send him on his way.

Now that the last words were spoken, it wasn't as if he had to treat him to a feast.

However, Zhuang Jing had already predicted Wang Linchi's attack. Wang Linchi mostly relied on brute force, and his Martial Arts were rather poor.

So, Zhuang Jing entangled Wang Linchi at the first opportunity, buying Kong Huai a chance to attack.

SLAP!

Zhuang Jing's idea was excellent, but he overlooked the disparity in their strengths and was instantly turned into a puddle of flesh by Wang Linchi.

Looking at this state, he probably wouldn't be able to regenerate.

Martial Gods indeed possess immense vitality, that much was true. However, Wang Linchi's attack, infused with the unique power of his Microbial Ecosystem body, had a peculiar effect. As the puddle of flesh hit the ground, it began to twist and deform; a completely new Microbial Ecosystem was gestating from within the Martial God's corpse.

Thanks to the opening Zhuang Jing had created for Kong Huai, Kong Huai's desperate strike landed squarely on Wang Linchi.

"Good aim, decent strength, but you didn't kill me." Wang Linchi's torso was half-shattered, yet it revealed no flesh or bone, only a dense cluster of bacteria and viruses.

This sight made Kong Huai's scalp tingle; he had no idea Wang Linchi had become so inhuman.

At least with human skin as a cover, he still looked somewhat human. Without it, even the Alien Race appeared more benign than Wang Linchi.

Consequently, he retreated several steps.

"Scared? That expression doesn't suit you," Wang Linchi said, as a viscous, soft, and bizarre substance wriggled out from the shattered opening in his body.

This strange matter instantly engulfed the corpse of the Martial God Zhuang Jing, along with the Microbial Ecosystem gestating within it.

Seeing this, Kong Huai's pupils constricted. He wasn't sure what Wang Linchi intended, but judging from the creature that had split off from him, it was definitely nothing good.

Without hesitation, he... requested reinforcements.

He genuinely couldn't win. If he charged forward, he'd just be slapped to death. Wang Linchi was undoubtedly an existence beyond the Martial God Realm. Hence, the best option was to gang up on him. As long as they eliminated Wang Linchi, the Human Clan would have no further worries.

"Calling for backup so quickly? Not bad, not bad," Wang Linchi said with satisfaction.

At this point, Kong Huai finally realized. He plans to wipe us all out in one go! His heart sank.

To harbor such an intention, he must possess the corresponding strength. Luckily, Wang Linchi hadn't brought that strange Meatball today. Otherwise, Kong Huai truly wouldn't have dared to face him directly.

The call for aid went out, and all Martial Gods began rushing towards Kong Huai's location. Now, all Kong Huai had to do was hold out until reinforcements arrived.

"Can you tell me why you're doing this?" Kong Huai asked. He was trying to buy time.

"I suppose our stances differ," Wang Linchi replied, looking at the ecological monstrosity gradually taking form. It resembled a large, bizarre, single-celled organism—a mass of sludge combined with various garish colors, lacking many common features.

"Stances, huh?" Kong Huai's eyes narrowed. He immediately pressed, "So, you're neither of the Alien Race nor of the Human Clan!"

"But a third race!"

Kong Huai himself was startled by this conjecture.

(Incidentally, in the eyes of the vast majority, the so-called 'nobles' were actually Human Clan, not classified as a third race in the way Wang Linchi was.)

"Er... Yes, you're right." Wang Linchi hadn't expected Kong Huai to actually guess it.

So he admitted it directly. It wasn't a big deal; it wouldn't change much even if Kong Huai knew. He planned to kill all the Martial Gods anyway, so there was no need for further concealment.

"Bacteria and viruses... You're akin to a hive mind, a collective consciousness! You are a race, and also a multi-dimensional entity constructed by your kind!"

"No wonder the 'Twelve-Style Heavenly Pulse Skill' is so unique. So that's the reason!"

Kong Huai believed he had discovered the truth. In fact, everything he was saying had already been recorded and broadcast; the other Martial Gods were receiving this intelligence from him simultaneously.

Once he realized this, he understood he probably wouldn't survive until reinforcements arrived. The only way to ensure the Human Clan could eliminate this great menace was to transmit this intelligence.

"Actually... that's not quite right," Wang Linchi said gently.

"This state I'm in is called a 'Microbial Ecosystem,' which is..."

"Oh, looks like there's no time for explanations. Your backup is here. You're useless to me now. I'm preparing to send you on your way." As Wang Linchi spoke, he prepared to strike.

"Sky Thunder Divine Fire Seal!"

BOOM!

"What the hell?"

Wang Linchi saw something resembling a missile, empowered by Qi Blood Martial Way, hurtling toward him.

Flashes of thunder and firelight, combined with potent Martial Arts and Qi Blood, bombarded Wang Linchi and the Microbial Ecosystem's alien beast he had just created.

They knew his weaknesses were fire and high temperatures, so they must have specifically prepared trump cards like this to deal with him.

Kong Huai, meanwhile, had retreated in time and was unaffected.

CRACKLE!

Electric currents surged across the ground, and flames burned unceasingly.

"You lot really know how to surprise me. Indeed, pressure breeds motivation." Wang Linchi, dragging a large mass of decaying matter, stood amidst the thunder and fire.

His skin had completely liquefied, shimmering with iridescent colors, while the surrounding thunder and fire were gradually being twisted and converted into some kind of new life form.

"So strong," Kong Huai said solemnly.

This Sky Thunder Divine Fire Seal... even a Martial God struck by it would be gravely injured, if not killed.

And it wasn't the attack of a single Martial God, but ten Martial Gods striking in unison.

The direct impact zone of the Sky Thunder Divine Fire Seal might only be a mile wide, but its effects rippled out for thousands of miles.

It could be said that only the combined full-power strike of ten Martial Gods, amplified by precious materials from the world's top laboratories, could inflict such significant damage on Wang Linchi.

Even so, Wang Linchi had not died.

"Haven't they all arrived yet?" Wang Linchi's fluid body continued to expand. It had no facial features or limbs, resembling instead a large, eerie mass of venom poured out amidst the thunder and fire.

We are no match for him. Kong Huai instantly assessed their dire situation.

"Even if we're outmatched, we must fight! We cannot retreat this time!" one of the Martial Gods declared immediately.

If they retreated now, all would be lost. They couldn't even defeat him in his injured state; what hope would they have once he recovered? What could they possibly fight him with then?

As they spoke, all the Human Martial Gods arrived. They had heard the commotion and naturally recognized the Sky Thunder Divine Fire Seal. However, upon seeing Wang Linchi's current state, they couldn't help but draw a sharp, cold breath. So terrifying! This third race was indeed far more dreadful than both the Human Clan and the Alien Race.