Chapter 1439: Welcome On Your Arrival In Our World

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More than half an hour had passed since the captive monsters from the Undead Dimension had been teleported to the gravel world. Teng Ran, who had been dozing on his chair with his legs crossed in front of him, finally opened his eyes and looked at the snake-headed monster beside him.

“What is the situation now?”

“1524 low-rank True Gods died, with 994 remaining; 1151 casualties for medium-ranks, with 668 remaining; 7 casualties for high-ranks, with 340 remaining,” the snake-headed man finished sharing the data and continued, “Our opponents should have expended quite a lot of manpower; the number of our True Gods dying every minute is decreasing.”

“This is good news, isn’t it? It means that the number of True Gods on our opponents’ side is decreasing,” Teng Ran commented, lifting his brows.

The snake-headed man hesitated but added nonetheless, “However, the speed of the Virtual Gods dying has not slowed down; in fact, it’s marginally increasing slowly…”

“Is it possible that they were affected by the battle of the True Gods, so more Virtual Gods died?” The long-legged girl off to the side asked.

“This is also a possibility.” The snake-headed man nodded. “As the number of True Gods on our opponents’ side declines, it’s possible that these True Gods will completely put aside their apprehensions and fight to the death. If that’s the case, more Virtual Gods will certainly be affected than before.”

After the snake-headed man finished speaking, he added, “But this is just speculation. Only those on the battlefield would know what the exact situation is like.”

“No matter what, you have an explanation for everything,” the long-legged girl commented, curling her lips.

“Enough, stop fighting.” Teng Ran waved his hand. “Prepare to descend!”

“Sect Leader sir, I think we can wait a little longer.” The snake-headed man hurriedly stopped him. “Although the number of casualties for the True Gods has slowed down, it has not stopped entirely. That means that there should still be quite a number of True Gods guarding the gravel world.”

“So we wait for the undying species and spirit type True Gods to stop dying completely, then go clean up the aftermath—you’re so idealistic.” The long-legged girl began shaming the snake-headed man again. “Have you ever considered that if these uncontrolled undying species and spirit types stay in the gravel world for just a fraction longer, they could cause the death of hundreds of millions of non-cultivators?! The more losses suffered by the basic population of the gravel world, the further delayed the next cultivation era will be. Our harvesting of resources will also have to be postponed!”

The snake-headed man was rendered speechless and unable to refute her arguments.

Teng Ran, who was beside them, was distracted for a moment; whether it was due to overhearing these words or for some other reason was uncertain. When he returned to his senses, he nodded immediately. “This time the girl is right, we can’t wait any longer!”

“But what if this is a trap? What if they’re deliberately slowing down the slaughter of the True Gods to bait us?” The snake-headed man raised the biggest worry in his heart.

“So what if it’s a trap?!”

Teng Ran stood up, set aside the chair behind him, and looked at the snake-headed man with burning eyes.

“It’s impossible for a Heavenly God to go to the gravel world. Not only that, but I have also mastered thirty-six Strength Rules. Among True Gods, besides the top few, who can challenge me?!

“What do you think is the probability of peak True God powerhouses appearing in this part of the gravel world?!”

After hearing this, the snake-headed man fell completely silent.

It was not that he did not know the abilities of his Sect Leader, but all along it had been his cautious character that had allowed him to stay alive up to this point. Upon careful consideration now, however, his worries were indeed a bit redundant.

Sect Leader Teng Ran’s abilities were indeed in the top tier among True Gods of the God Territory. Below heavenly god-level, except for a few monster-level fellows who could not afford to be provoked, there was really no need to worry about anyone else.

In this area of the gravel world, the possibility of encountering such a monster was almost zero.

After thinking about this, the snake-headed man finally abandoned his attempts to discourage Teng Ran.

“Get ready for now; later we will teleport through the thirty gateways confirmed to be safe!” Seeing that the snake-headed man did not refute this, Teng Ran immediately gave an order, which was passed along to the rest.

A short while later, Teng Ran took the numerous Virtual Gods and True Gods present, divided them into thirty teams, and stepped into the dimensional gateway…

…

In the Abyss Brink, Lin Huang had instructed the Sword Servants and summoning beasts to control the speed of their slaughter.

He himself had killed seven high-rank True Gods, but this was not done deliberately. This came about purely because these seven monsters had violent tempers and were eager to break free from telekinetic flying daggers entangling them, resulting in too many wounds on their bodies. They all ended up severely injuring themselves and died.

Lin Huang had controlled the tempo of battle on this field for over half an hour before another wave of spatial fluctuations was transmitted from the space rifts.