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Chapter 245: The Price and the Call

 At this moment, on the battlefield, many ninth-level people were vaguely aware of everything that happened in the web of destiny, but they were not very clear about the details.

They were more concerned about another thing: the source of power of the strange defensive array in the sky seemed to have a serious problem.

Although it was unclear how the man in black robes did all this, it did not prevent them from continuing to intensify their attacks, trying to take down the opponent in one fell swoop before they could recover.

And when there was no power supply to construct the network, they did see hope.

Under their joint attack, the 'sun' in the sky began to become darker and darker, and its aura of power was far less profound and terrifying than before.

It's almost time. After the magic circle is solved and the ceremony is destroyed, we will find a way to investigate the identity and origin of the man in black robe.

While attacking, this thought came to many people's minds.

In the sky, many ninth-level people in the defensive formation were somewhat pessimistic about the situation.

No one has spoken yet, but everyone is waiting for the Speaker to come up with a solution, and then look at the feasibility of the solution to decide whether to abandon the Speaker's plan now and get out.

After all, as ninth-level experts who have mastered the power of rules, even if they are on the wrong team, without substantial evidence, other ninth-level players will not really press too hard.

A ninth-level professional is desperate for revenge. Even the ninth-level professional will have a headache.

Moreover, they did not cause any serious consequences. As long as they temporarily gave up some benefits, the matter would be over.

Looking around, the Speaker took in everyone's expressions and already had a good idea of ​​everyone's thoughts.

"What are you going to do?"

Beside the Speaker, Xing, wearing a cloak, spoke out what everyone was thinking.

"There is no other way. We have to wait for the gray fog to slowly tighten the authority. We don't have enough time, so we can only use the final insurance method."

The black-robed speaker shook his head, and at the same time, a faint trace of pity flashed through his dark eyes, as if a human being saw an ant nest that was about to be washed away by the flood.

"The final insurance measure? You didn't tell us in advance."

A ninth-level man looked at the speaker with confusion, and his tone was somewhat questioning.

"The final insurance method is no longer safe enough if too many people know about it."

The Speaker shook his head and sighed softly.

"Actually, if there are other options, I don't want to use the last resort. Because the price is too high."

After listening to the speaker's words, many ninth-level people looked at each other. For a moment, one of the ninth-level people, whose body looked like an ordinary person, but had six compound eyes that emitted white light, opened his mouth.

“I wonder if you could tell me what the price is for activating the ‘ultimate insurance’ you call it?

As a participant in the plan who jointly enjoys the results, if it is within our capabilities, we can also pay a certain proportion of the cost on your behalf."

After hearing his words, the Speaker glanced at the many ninth-level people in surprise, and then nodded.

"In this case, then I am here to thank you in advance for your support."

"The price of the ceremony is actually very simple...it only requires the cooperation of everyone present."

With that said, before all the ninth-level people present could react, the power of the ritual circle suddenly changed, tightly binding all the ninth-level people except Xing to the magic circle.

"Your Majesty Speaker, what are you doing?"

There was a strong sense of crisis in their hearts, and everyone immediately started struggling in anger, but to no avail.

Even if the power to construct the network is temporarily unstable, as a barrier that can withstand multiple level-breaking attacks at the same time, it is still not something that these ninth-level people can break free in a short time.

Even though several ninth-level extremes used their own life-saving means, they were still violently suppressed by the Speaker who had constructed network power.

Moreover, although there is no active control by everyone, the ritual is still running automatically, and part of the power transmitted from the outside to construct the network is continuously gathered into many ninth-level bodies.

But now everyone is unable to use this power, as if it has become a simple container to store power.

"Don't worry too much, everyone, I just want to ask you to have some sleep."

Looking at the many shocked and angry ninth-level people, the speaker spoke indifferently. Then, he turned his eyes to the stars beside him.

"Xing, help me contact Hui Wu. Tell him that it's okay. His mission is over. Now, all the network permission shares that have been recovered so far will be transferred to me."

"Are you really going to do this?"

But this time, Xing was rare and did not immediately follow the instructions, but instead expressed doubts about the speaker's will.

"This is the best option for us at present, and it is also the only option that still gives the plan hope of success."

Looking at the blue eyes under the star's hood, the speaker did not ignore her, but carefully explained the reasons for his choice to the other party.

"For it that doesn't belong here, this is indeed the best choice. But, for you, is this also the best choice?"

In response to this answer, Xing slowly shook his head, his eyes under the hood stared at the Speaker's eyes, and he gently brushed the hair hanging down by his ears.

"……certainly."

This time, the speaker remained silent for a little longer before answering.

Somehow, he once again remembered the discussion about fairness and justice he had had with the unexpected guest at the Patikalan Grand Theatre.

"good."

After receiving the answer, Xing no longer hesitated, but contacted Hui Wu very simply.

In a moment, a network power that was not as powerful as in its previous heyday, but was still huge, was once again injected into the entire defensive formation.

The emergence of this force directly reversed the previous decline of the defensive formation that was attacked by many ninth-level attacks, and restored it to a strong state.

The appearance of this scene caught all the ninth-order people who were attacking below by surprise.

"What's going on? Didn't you say that its source of power has been cut off?"

Seeing this, Mark, the Archbishop of the Holy See, [Crown of Thorns], was the first to speak out against Anvis.

Although the opponent's aura seems to be at the ninth level limit, as the shepherd of God, he is not afraid to fight against any potential evil.

"Don't be impatient, dear Bishop, this is just the last glory. Next you will see how it will be extinguished faster."

After glancing at the Archbishop, Anvis withdrew his gaze, his expression unstressed.

In fact, it is now time for him to close the net.

He could also feel the changes in the permissions of the previous constructed network. Although he was a little confused as to why the Speaker did this, at this time, this doubt could be put aside for later.

At the same time, Anvis's body in the Silver Moon Kingdom suddenly had a thought.

As a result, a new change suddenly broke out in the construction network that originally seemed to have a settled situation.

As an invisible fluctuation swept across, fully half of the network's underlying permissions were instantly rewritten.

From the perspective of fate, the fate lines of half of those connected to the network are dyed ice blue to represent them.

If it hadn't been for the Speaker's urgent defense, Anvis might have usurped more than this proportion.

"Humph, you did it beautifully..."

Sensing the remaining parts of the network, the Speaker sneered, and suddenly raised his index fingers together, making a cut on the side of his right hand that held the dark gold secret key.

The red blood flowed down, staining the secret pattern on the key with a layer of strange blood color.

"Listen to my call, Lord of the Void, Original Dream, Lord of Dreams, Black Nine-Pointed Star, Eternal One, Ma'elim Sakatis!

I offer this place as a sacrifice to the fourteen rule guides and the dreams of millions of creatures, and I implore you to cast your sights on this world!"


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