Chapter 141 The Situation

While Li Tianran was reforming human internal affairs and Nila Song was rebuilding South City, in the deepest part of the desolate sea, an immeasurable distance from the human defense line, three behemoths stood silently like mountains, exuding an invisible aura of power.

Around them was nothingness; even the most ferocious sea beasts dared not approach.

This place had practically become a forbidden zone.

The deep sea isolated all external light and sound, but in this silent darkness, something seemed to be constantly at work.

Faint glimmers of light flickered on one of the behemoths. Using this light, one could see mechanical insect-like creatures clinging to the giant city-like structure, rapidly repairing the damaged areas!

These faint glimmers were the energy reactions produced when they repaired their bodies.

Yes, after that great battle, the last three surviving miracle buildings of the ancient civilization were withdrawn from the battlefield and finally gathered here.

The giant city that had survived by chance in the Gulun Nuoya Desert was also heavily damaged by bombing, and after several days of continuous repairs, it barely managed to restore seventy or eighty percent of its original state.

As the owner of the giant city, the Apostle of the Night had consumed a lot of stored resources to repair his miracle building, severely depleting his vitality. Coupled with the psychological pressure brought about by that past defeat, the Apostle of the Night's emotions had been extremely irritable and low for several days.

However, at this time, even more unstable than the Apostle of the Night was the Apostle of the Gale!

In the battle a few days ago, only a portion of the Apostle of the Night's miracle building was damaged, but the Apostle of the Gale not only lost a large number of followers due to the attack on the Kunlun Battleship, but even had his own miracle building destroyed by Li Tianran!

This was almost equivalent to the greatest support of his race being crippled!

Could an apostle who had lost his miracle building still be called an apostle?

How had the race of the first Apostle of the Earth been almost wiped out a long time ago?

Wasn't it because their miracle building could not be driven, resulting in a huge gap between their strength and other races?

And now, the Apostle of the Gale was facing the same predicament as the race of the Apostle of the Earth once did.

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"Damn it! Damn it!"

Inside the giant city, in a training ground made of special materials, the Apostle of the Gale's eyes were bloodshot, and violent hurricanes surrounded his body, tearing countless fine cracks in the walls that were dozens of times harder than steel.

Boom!

His wings flapped, and his body suddenly rose into the high sky.

Two small tornadoes formed in his palms. As he violently waved them down, the two tornadoes became violent giant whips, rampaging wildly across the training ground.

Several followers who were acting as his sparring partners were torn to pieces on the spot. Before they could even scream, their heads were ground into a bloody mist by the hurricane!

"Li Tianran, you deserve to die!"

"Your bones, your flesh, I will grind them to dust!"

The Apostle of the Gale no longer possessed the sacred and indifferent demeanor of the past. All that remained was rage and irritability. His powerful strength overflowed wildly, turning the entire training ground upside down.

"Bring in a few more!" the Apostle of the Gale's tyrannical voice sounded.

Outside the training ground, a large number of the Apostle of the Gale's followers watched this scene, all kneeling on the ground in fear and trembling, feeling despair and helplessness.

The giant city was trembling slightly.

After a long while, the Apostle of the Night's voice sounded through the electromagnetic equipment in the training ground.

"Gale, enough..."

"Are you going to kill all your subordinates before you stop?"

Hearing the Apostle of the Night's voice, the Apostle of the Gale stopped, but his state was still extremely irritable. He sneered and pinched the head of a follower: "Kill them all? A race that has lost its miracle building cannot continue to survive in the long years anyway..."

"Instead of slowly dying in the years, I might as well end my own race. That way, even if it perishes, it can still retain some dignity!"

The Apostle of the Night was silent for a long time, then slowly opened his mouth and said, "Gale, you are too extreme."

"I said, I will give you half of my power."

"You don't need to worry about the survival of your race!"

The Apostle of the Gale threw away the follower in his hand and walked straight out of the training ground.

"Half of your power? I don't have the hobby of sharing power with others!"

"An apostle who has lost his miracle building is like a beast that has lost its claws and teeth. Even if his companions are willing to take care of him for a while, they will eventually abandon him, and may even eat his flesh."

"Don't rush to deny it. After all, that's how we used to treat the race of the Apostle of the Earth..."

Hearing the Apostle of the Gale's extremely resentful words, the Apostle of the Night was not angered, but said very calmly: "Gale, you should be very clear that the current situation is completely different from the past."

"At that time, we were not facing any enemies. The biggest threat was each other! That's why we hunted down the race of the Apostle of the Earth!"

"But now, we have a strong enemy standing in front of us. Facing Li Tianran, we will not do anything stupid to weaken our own strength! You paid the most and sacrificed the most in that war. We will not abandon a meritorious official!"

The Apostle of the Gale listened to the Apostle of the Night's words, and his emotions seemed to stabilize a little, but he continued to say:

"Verbal promises are the weakest. I need to see some substantial actions."

"Help me rebuild a miracle building... or attack Kuangxi Island and take the Sky Castle and give it to me!"

Hearing the Apostle of the Gale's request, the Apostle of the Night fell into a brief contemplation. Soon, he contacted the Apostles of the Ocean and the Stars.

About three minutes later, three projections appeared in front of the Apostle of the Gale. The figures of the Apostles of the Ocean, the Night, and the Stars emerged one by one.

"We can agree to your request." The Apostle of the Ocean took the lead in speaking: "Your miracle building was damaged in the war. We are one, and we do have an obligation to help you reacquire it!"

"However, the time it takes to rebuild a miracle building is too long... If we start building now, I'm afraid it won't be completed until the Great Destruction comes!"

"And many of the materials for building the energy core have been exhausted. I'm afraid only the Triangular Tower has any left..."

The three apostles spoke in turn, and finally made a decision: "After the weapon is fully revived, we will attack Kuangxi Island and help you take back the Sky Castle!"

Currently, this seems to be the best solution.

"I agree." The Apostle of the Gale nodded, indicating that he accepted this solution.

The conversation should have ended here.

But at this moment, the Apostle of the Ocean spoke again, but about another matter:

"Recently, regarding the human world and Kuangxi Island, we need to understand the latest intelligence. The sea beasts cannot get close to those more confidential areas... so we need to send more powerful scouts to infiltrate the human world to conduct reconnaissance!"

"The three of us need to formulate a specific combat plan against the human world after the weapon is revived! Gale, your race has lost its miracle building and will not be included in the combat troops for the time being... So, go and do some things within your power!"

After saying this, the Apostle of the Ocean directly hung up the projection communication.

The other two apostles did not refute this, obviously acquiescing to the Apostle of the Ocean's arrangement.

In the empty training ground, the Apostle of the Gale stood there alone, constantly recalling in his mind the unquestionable tone of the Apostle of the Ocean, like a superior treating a subordinate. A sneer gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Good!"

"As you wish!"