Chapter 68 Taking Down the Altar (Ch 68)

The first image that came into everyone’s eyes was the huge and arrogant second-order giant falling to the ground with a loud bang.

The huge body hit the ground with a dull sound, as if the earth was shaking.

Immediately afterwards, one jaw-dropping scene after another took place.

One after another, the first-level giants fell down like harvested wheat.

They had no power to fight back and didn’t even have time to let out a cry before they died.

The air was filled with a faint smell of blood, which intertwined with the already strong smell of wild blood on the altar, forming a disgusting smell.

Ling Wei’s figure flashed, and the power of hidden space that enveloped her body was removed, and her pretty figure appeared in front of everyone.

She landed lightly on the altar, like the goddess of the nine heavens descending to the mortal world.

There were sudden shouts of surprise from the crowd.

The voice was filled with relief and excitement for surviving the disaster.

“It’s us humans! It’s us humans who are here to save us!”

A young man’s voice trembled and tears welled up in his eyes. They were tears of joy and hope.

“I knew it, I knew they wouldn’t abandon us! How could we not be discovered if so many of us suddenly disappeared?”

A young man clenched his fists and his voice choked.

He pounded his chest hard, as if he wanted to vent all the fear and despair that had been pent up during this period of time.

“Haha, it’s us humans who have to rely on each other. Our cohesion is really amazing!”

The other person laughed out loud, his laughter full of pride and joy.

As for the other alien captives who had originally held out a glimmer of hope, their eyes were now dim, and the flame of hope was completely extinguished.

Their faces were filled with loss and despair, as if all their strength had been drained away.

As long as it is not his own people who come to help, no matter who comes, the final fate is just to be transferred from one cage to another.

No one can resist the temptation of the Resurrection Stone, which is the treasure coveted by all living beings.

They were nothing more than sacrifices from the Wild Blood Giants to sacrifices for the human race…

Ling Wei’s slender fingers danced lightly, and the power of space condensed at her fingertips.

It transformed into an invisible sharp blade and slashed through the soul-binding ropes that bound our fellow human beings.

The rope broke with a slight “click” sound, like a heavy shackle being untied.

The bound humans regained their freedom one by one, with expressions of relief on their faces at having survived the calamity.

When Ling Wei came in front of Fan Yanlie, her movements paused slightly.

The image of this man abandoning her not long ago flashed through her mind.

Biting her lower lip with her pearly teeth, she muttered to herself, “The overall situation is more important, the overall situation is more important…”

Fan Yanlie was also embarrassed at the moment. After all, he had just done the shameful thing of abandoning Ling Wei and escaping alone not long ago.

His eyes flickered and he didn’t dare to look directly at Ling Wei, but he was secretly glad in his heart that embarrassment and shame were better than losing his life!

His eyes swept over the aliens lying in disorder on the ground. These aliens were still tightly bound by the soul-binding ropes, unable to move.

Everyone’s eyes were focused on Ling Wei, waiting for her instructions.

Ling Wei couldn’t make up her mind for a moment.

She couldn’t guess what Mo Yingchen was thinking, and wondered whether he needed these alien lives as sacrifices for the resurrection stone.

After thinking for a moment, she spoke.

“There’s still a fight outside, let’s go out and help first.”

“As for these foreign races, let them stay here for now. They are tied up with the Soul Binding Ropes anyway, so they can’t cause any trouble. We will make a decision later.”

Everyone nodded in agreement and followed Ling Wei out of the building.

Outside the building.

Mo Yingchen stood still, staring at the fight between Blood Demon and Shi Yao.

The blood demon, after all, had never been endowed with any attributes. With only one skill, “blood demon transformation”, it seemed powerless in front of Shi Yao, a second-level intermediate wild blood giant.

It can only rely on the cover of the surrounding skeleton warriors to barely hold on. With few attackers and many defenders, the situation is precarious.

Mo Yingchen knew very well that now was not the best time for Dali to take action.

The situation inside the building is unclear. If we act rashly, we might alert the enemy, put the human captives in danger, and put ourselves in a passive position.

Suddenly, there was a commotion coming from a building in the distance, breaking the tense stalemate.

Mo Yingchen’s eyes lit up, and he saw Ling Wei and Xia Yunxi walking side by side, leading the rescued human compatriots out of the building like a tide.

With a huge weight lifted off his chest, Mo Yingchen no longer had any worries.

The mental power spread like a spider web, covering the entire field, and a cold command exploded in the minds of every summoned creature: “Attack with all your strength!”

In an instant, all the summoned creatures seemed to be freed from their restraints, revealing their ferocious nature and rushing towards the enemy frantically.

The rescued humans also joined the battle, with flames of revenge flashing in their eyes, and launched a counterattack against the Wild Blood Giants.

With a powerful roar, he abandoned his original opponent and rushed towards Shi Yao like a heavy chariot, fighting side by side with the Blood Demon.

The combination of these two powerful men doubled the pressure on Shi Yao.

He wielded the Soul-Devouring Blood Blade with great force, and every strike was packed with the power to split mountains and split rocks.

The Blood Demon used the “Blood Demon Transformation” skill to roam around Shi Yao and help him find flaws.

The defense that the Wild Blood Giant was proud of began to show cracks under the joint attack of these two powerful men.

The battle became increasingly intense. Every collision between Dali and Shi Yao caused a deafening noise and the ground shook.

The Soul-Devouring Blood Blade on Dali’s body emitted a strange red light, and every time it was swung, it brought about a bloody storm.

Shi Yao roared angrily, but was unable to withstand the powerful and violent attack.

Finally, after a violent collision, Shi Yao’s huge body fell to the ground with a bang, and the Soul-Devouring Blood Blade pierced deeply into his heart.

The red light on the Soul-Devouring Blood Blade became brighter, and the vitality and attributes in Shi Yao’s body were madly absorbed, turning into nutrients to nourish Dali.

The other wild-blood giants witnessed Shi Yao’s tragic death, fear in their eyes, their morale collapsed instantly, and they threw away their weapons and armor and fled in all directions.

The human compatriots chased after them relentlessly, knocking the fleeing wild-blood giants to the ground one by one. Some were killed on the spot, while others were captured alive.

Only a few wild-blood giants were still resisting stubbornly. Their eyes were red and they looked like crazy, trying to make a final struggle.

Dali took heavy steps, approaching these stubborn enemies step by step. Every step seemed to step on their hearts and make them feel suffocated.

Facing these mad enemies, Dali showed no mercy. He wielded the Soul-Devouring Blood Blade and cut off their legs cleanly, leaving them completely unable to resist.

The skeleton warriors dragged the living wild-blood giants into the altar, waiting for Mo Yingchen’s decision.

The battle was over, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, corpses were strewn across the ground, and broken limbs could be seen everywhere.