The Strongest War God-Chapter 1904: Raising a Tiger to Provoke Enemies
Chapter 1904: Raising a Tiger to Provoke Enemies
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"Your saint race is in a similar position. With today’s gains and two transcendent bodies, you’re sure to have two transcendents in the future!
"And as for the demon race, the golden wyrm patriarch has already transcended and secured another path of transcendence. The rise of a second transcendent is almost guaranteed.
"If our three races unite, with six transcendents and the ancestral weapons of our races, we can take down Indiana Ibbot. The success rate is over 70%."
The Stone King had made his position clear.
The roc ancestor and Jarle Bergendorff exchanged glances, not arguing against him.
"Attacking Indiana will provoke the human race," Jarle said seriously. "We don’t need to kill him, just injure him badly. The South Pole Sea and Maknum Eastern Town have their own transcendent realm experts. If Indiana survives, the interests of our three races will still be at risk."
The Stone King’s voice dripped with menace.
Indiana had been using his strength as a 2nd-level transcendent to threaten the other races.
In the midst of the conflict, Indiana had already seized one of the paths of transcendence.
If he became too greedy, he could take everything for himself.
At that point, their races wouldn’t even get the leftovers, let alone the main prize.
Soon, the conflict would move to the South Pole Sea or the Maknum Eastern Town.
If Indiana refused to yield, what would happen then?
The Stone King’s tone turned vicious. "I called you both here to discuss this. Together, we can eliminate the native immortals. Then, we rely on our own strength to claim the benefits from the Maknum and the South Pole Sea."
"Your innate race has over ten thousand peak experts. You can rely on your own abilities, but who could possibly take anything from you?" Jarle replied coldly, pushing the Stone King to abandon his own interests.
The innate race was leading this charge, meaning they wouldn’t suffer losses, nor would they share any gains with the demon race and saint race.
This deal seemed impossible to negotiate.
"If we succeed," the Stone King said with a frown, "the two transcendents in the South Pole Sea—our innate race only wants one of them."
The two transcendents in the South Pole Sea represented two paths of transcendence and two transcendent bodies.
By doing so, the innate race was undoubtedly sacrificing a share of the benefits.
Given the strength of the innate race and the power of the innate realm, if they truly fought, they could at least secure a transcendent path and gain two transcendent bodies.
It didn’t matter whether the Stone King kept his word.
Both the saint race and the demon race had to agree, because deep down, they also wanted Indiana dead.
If Indiana survived, their interests would be at risk as well.
Splitting the benefits of the two transcendent experts among three races was far better than sharing them with four, or even five.
The three races reached an agreement.
The next step was to plan.
If all went smoothly, there would be an eon artifact in the South Pole Sea.
Each of the three races had their own race protection eon artifacts, and this time, they would summon them for battle.
Moreover, these artifacts would be wielded by transcendent experts to launch a combined assault on Indiana. freewēbnoveℓ.com
After the deal was struck, a terrifying transcendent force erupted deep within the northern desert, shaking the entire immortal realm.
The barrier of the immortal realm was shattered—a transcendent expert was born!
This innate lifeform was known as Maurus Isberg, one of the eight kings of the innate race.
On the day of his transcendence, two bolts of transcendent lightning struck, sending shockwaves through the entire immortal realm.
From that moment, the innate race had a transcendent realm expert watching over it.
Not long after, the saint race followed suit.
The one who broke through was none other than the saint Qilin, Jarle.
He had obtained a transcendent body from the Immortal Alliance and consumed it whole.
The Qilin tribe leader, Jarle, who had appeared to the world earlier, was only one of his avatars.
His true body had been hiding in the South Pole Sea, comprehending the path of transcendence.
Now, he had finally ascended!
Two bolts of transcendent lightning struck down.
He shed his Qilin form and transformed into a human, transcending the mortal realm.
From that day on, the saint race also boasted a transcendent realm expert!
Looking at the various races, aside from the giants, all had transcendents.
Livius Jahic of the giant race had already arrived at Wollo, his face grim.
Standing atop a palace, he clenched his fists. "Tell the patriarch of the giant race to immediately send over what the human race wants. Open the Giant Spirit Pond to them and stop delaying!"
The giants couldn’t afford to waste any more time.
Every race had transcendents, yet the giant race remained silent.
If this continued, they would be pushed out of the ranks of the super races.
The giant race’s patriarch realized the severity of the situation as well.
Overnight, they sent ten Great Path Primordial Chaos Fruits, a thousand Divine Heart Spiritual Essences, and one hundred thousand ultimate-emperor pills to Wollo.
The human race also selected outstanding geniuses and sent them to the core of the giant race to receive the baptism of the Giant Spirit Pond.
In a dense forest in the mountains of Wollo, the terrain was unique, shaped by nine dragon veins.
The mountain rose like a sword, piercing the clouds.
At its base stood two transcendents.
Though Braydon Neal was billions of miles away, he could still sense everything happening here.
With a single thought, the nine dragon veins roared like dragons.
The trapped dragons seemed to come alive, transforming into figures of Lukyan Flerov.
A golden figure raised a hand, which transformed into a blade, and stood atop the sword-shaped peak.
The blade descended, causing the mountain range to collapse, and two white figures instantly fled.
"Lukyan Flerov!" Their eyes were filled with endless hatred, but they were gravely injured.
The nine dragon veins had been weakening their cultivation to the brink of falling from the transcendent realm.
Their strength had been severely diminished.
Now was not the time for them to fight.
The two exchanged a glance and, seeing the shadow of the golden phoenix tomb, turned to flee.
They aimed to leave the Immortal Burial Ground and escape into the starry sky.
But today, escape was not an option.
The giants were desperate for the path of transcendence.
After paying such a heavy price, they wouldn’t let these two old masters slip away.
In an instant, the giants attacked.
Thousands of giants appeared in the sky.
They were all at their peak!
Livius gripped a massive bronze pillar, a weapon that seemed born of heaven and earth, covered in primordial patterns—an eon artifact, the Sky Lifting Pillar, the treasure of the giant race.
Even Livius had been called upon for today’s mission, all to capture these two transcendents.
The battle erupted.
The giants, though formidable, fell quickly.
In mere moments, more than ten peak experts were slain.
Before the overwhelming power of transcendence, even the universe’s origin energy was meaningless.
Their bodies were obliterated, and their souls were too weak to escape—instantly destroyed in the face of such transcendent might.
After paying such a heavy toll, the giant race finally managed to capture a transcendent.
Livius took hold of the transcendent path, suppressing the crippled transcendent body, sealing it alive.
The remaining transcendent tried to break free several times, but in the face of the golden figure of Lukyan, escape was impossible.
There was no way out.
"Lukyan Flerov!" he roared in grief and rage.
"Self-destruct?" Jaxen Neal, lounging lazily in the palace, sensed the disturbance.
With a flick of his finger, he sent out a beam of light, piercing through the void and striking the transcendent.
In one blow, he pierced his body and shattered the path of transcendence.
"Thank you for your help, Senior!" Livius exclaimed with joy.
