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Chapter 236 The Little Monk Angrily Scolds the Main God!
Chapter 236 The Little Monk Angrily Scolds the Main God!
"This magic... its power is way too much!"
Zhang Jie exclaimed in amazement at the scene before him.
Although the Indian team wasn't wiped out, the power and range of this magic were terrifying enough. The Indian team must have paid a huge price to avoid it.
The others nodded in agreement. This magic was indeed terrifying. Its range was so large, and its power could melt steel instantly. If it were used on them, they would probably suffer heavy casualties.
"Captain, my protective shield will be unusable for the time being..."
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The woman named Manavia reported to the young monk, her face pale, that the magic was too powerful; his protective shield was shattered almost instantly, and he would be unable to use it again for a short time.
The young monk glanced at the dimly lit Buddhist wheel in his hand, his face filled with anger.
Manavia's protective shield couldn't stop the magic at all. He could only use his Buddhist wheel to block it, but the power of the magic still exceeded his expectations, causing his Buddhist wheel to consume a lot of energy, and its subsequent effect was quite limited.
In other words, although no one died from the magic they just experienced, their overall combat strength was significantly reduced. Their chances of winning against the Central Continent Team have decreased again, perhaps to less than 10%.
"God, I..."
The young monk could no longer contain his anger and began to curse at the sky, his target being the main god. He did not stop even after hearing the point deduction notification.
That's right, the little monk's anger wasn't directed at the Central Continent Team, but at the Supreme God!
Despite the fact that the Central Continent team was wiped out not long ago, they now have a mental power user who is slightly inferior to Xue Nai. You have to understand that Xue Nai is someone that the Indian Continent team spent a lot of time and resources to develop. How could they be caught up with so easily?
If the little monk tolerated it, it means that the Central Continent team was lucky to encounter a newcomer with exceptional mental talent.
But why does the newly formed Central Continent team have a melee powerhouse who can easily defeat a fully-strengthened Imani with a Lock-A skill? They've spent so much time developing a melee powerhouse of this caliber!
Okay, he can tolerate that too. Even if the Central Continent Team produces another newcomer who can easily defeat their veterans, he can still tolerate it.
But the only thing the little monk couldn't tolerate was the other party's magician.
In the God Enhancement Exchange, all types of magician bloodlines and skills are exchanged separately. Based on the power and range of that spell, it was at least A-level. A-level spells also require A-level bloodlines to activate them. This means that the Central Continent Team's magicians used at least two A-level side quests and a large number of reward points!
Putting aside the question of where the newly formed Central Continent Team got so many side quests and reward points, the little monk just wanted to ask the main god a question: why were they made to enter the horror movie several days later, when the Central Continent Team was clearly much stronger than them!
There's definitely something fishy going on here. The God is a real bastard!
After cursing the main god a few times, the little monk calmed down and began to think about what to do. The main god clearly had a dirty secret with the Central Continent team and was far stronger than they expected. Putting aside everything else, just one more spell from that magician could wipe them all out. So what should they do?
Soon, the young monk had an idea. He still had one last lifeline: Imhotep. With Imhotep's strength, he might be able to give them a glimmer of hope.
Imhotep...
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The young monk called out loudly to Imhotep, and soon a gust of sand swept in, transforming into a young man.
"Who is the supreme deity you just mentioned?"
Imhotep asked the young monk as soon as he appeared.
These people helped him regain his magic and told him that someone was trying to stop him from resurrecting Ansuna, instructing him to ambush those people nearby.
Having fully restored his magical powers, Imhotep was naturally not worried about anyone hindering him. However, these people said that the group possessed the Book of the Sun, which could counter him. So, Imhotep followed their advice and lay in ambush nearby.
But what happened next surprised him greatly. He thought the people who wanted to stop him were descendants of the Pharaoh's guards, but he didn't expect them to be a group of outsiders with great power. This puzzled Imhotep. Where did these people come from, and why did they want to stop him?
The little monk's angry outburst just now led Imhotep to suspect that perhaps both groups were related to the so-called "chief god," which is why he asked this question.
"The Supreme God is a great being. We and they are all warriors trained by the Supreme God, but only one side can leave alive. Therefore, the Supreme God gave us completely opposite tasks."
The team was almost wiped out, and the little monk didn't care about the points deductions. He just told Imhotep the truth.
"What is the mission?"
Imhotep sensed that the young monk was not lying, so he continued to ask.
"Our mission is to help you resurrect Ankula; their mission should be to bury you."
Imhotep glanced at the little monk and his group, then flew towards the Central Continent Team. He needed to ask them what was going on.
On the Zhongzhou team's side, upon hearing the little monk angrily cursing the main god, they couldn't help but exchange bewildered glances.
Then everyone quickly burst into laughter. They could understand the anger and resentment of the Indian team, after all, Lin Yu was indeed too extraordinary.
However, when they saw the young monk from the Indian team angrily curse the main god and then call for Imhotep, everyone became wary again.
Seeing Imhotep fly over after exchanging a few words with the little monk, everyone became even more vigilant, since Imhotep's strength in the original story was not to be underestimated.
"Is the task God gave you to bury me?"
Imhotep flew over and asked a question directly, which surprised everyone.
"It seems to be true."
Judging from the expressions on the faces of the Central Continent team members, Imhotep knew that the little monk had not lied to him and that what he said was true.
"That's right. Since the Indian team has said so, you should understand that there is no possibility of reconciliation between us."
Lin Yu flew into the air and stood facing Imhotep.
Imhotep remained silent. He could sense that the person opposite him was very strong. Only a god could command such a powerful being, and the will of a god is absolute. It seemed that he really had no choice but to fight!
"Go to the desert; the environment there should be beneficial for you."
Lin Yu glanced at the burning port, then said to Imhotep.
Given their combat prowess, if they were to fight directly here, the entire city of Cairo would be affected, not to mention the Central Continent Team.
Imhotep did not refuse, but flew directly towards the desert.
Many of his spells were indeed incredibly powerful in the desert, so naturally he wouldn't refuse such a good opportunity.
Lin Yu glanced at Zheng Zha again, gave him a wink, and then left with Imhotep.
"Let's go, let's finish off the Indian team."
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Watching Lin Yu fly away, Zheng Zha gave the order.
Lin Yu's meaning was very clear to him: to wipe out the Indian team and obtain the greatest benefit. At this point, Zheng Zha would certainly not feel any pity.