Chapter 384: The Ancestral God’s Game Goes to the Source

Chapter 384 "The Game of the Ancestral God" Towards the Source

Wangge, dressed in a black robe, moved around in the ruins.

The fight between the two high-level beast kings caused extremely serious damage to the originally quiet mountain forest, and being able to survive this violent destructive force was a blessing in disguise for Wangge.

"Are those guys... still alive?"

As she continued to move away from the center of the disaster, Wangge's heart was shrouded in great anxiety.

No one could have expected the situation to develop to such a bad state:

The "main chess piece" Shuilongyin she relied on was replaced in the middle of the process, and what was even more incredible was that the initiator was the legendary source of power of the sacred mountain - the existence that the Holy Mother said could not be blasphemed: the Ancestral God!

In her concept, the Ancestral God is the source of power of the sacred mountain, and is the common reliance of all the children of the sacred mountain headed by the Holy Mother! It is a powerful, mysterious, and transcendent supreme existence.

However, these long-term accumulated cognitions were almost overturned because of what happened just now.

In an extremely absurd way, it shook her faith...

All this was thanks to Qianlong Wuyong!

This crown prince who had been tainted by the official big dye vat, a mere human license holder, dared to challenge the rule maker? Offending that incredible existence... In Wangge's view, these are tantamount to hitting a rock with an egg. Not only will it not have any benefits, but it will also drag others to hell.

That is the rule maker! The source of the power of the sacred mountain!

Who would be stupid enough to go head-to-head with such an existence?

Wangge was puzzled and could only explain it as Qianlong Wuyong's extreme personality - because of his extremely narcissistic personality, he failed to make a rational decision about the current situation.

She could fully predict the ending of this farce, Qianlong Wuyong's fate... Of course, none of this is important.

The important thing is, where should she go?

In this competition for the crown prince, she has lost her backbone. As a vice chess piece, she cannot control the direction of her own survival.

Is it really necessary to follow Qianlong Wuyong to hit a rock with an egg?

Or, wandering around in this real and illusory sacred mountain...

"It's better than being killed for no reason."

A resolute sneer appeared on the corner of Wange's mouth:

"At worst, the Virgin Mary will intervene..."

So she finally decided: take the opportunity to escape from here, and make a complete cut with Qianlong Wuyong's team on the premise of preserving herself!

Although doing so does not mean there is a better way out, following the actions of a "madman" like Qianlong Wuyong, the consequences must be disastrous.

At this time, she has come to the flat ground, looking back at the direction of the battlefield, the shocking destruction seems to have gradually subsided.

Wange dare not delay, and is ready to take advantage of this wave of calm to escape as soon as possible.

However, just as she was about to spread her wings and fly away at the fastest speed, a dangerous breath suddenly invaded her senses, making Wange's back feel cold!

Sha Jin, standing in the shadow behind Wange.

The narrow and poisonous tail hook passed under Wange's legs, raised at an angle, and lightly and accurately pressed against Wange's throat.

"The game isn't over yet, where are you in such a hurry to go?"

Listening to Sha Jin's almost cold tone, Wange's pupils tightened.

Careless!

The chaotic thoughts in her mind and the chaotic environment made her neglect her vigilance around. She didn't expect Sha Jin to be so persistent. In such a chaotic situation, he still abided by his duty as a "second chess piece".

"Don't be impulsive, brother Sha Jin, I just follow Qian Long Wu Yong's meaning and stay away from the battlefield." Wange, who was already controlled by others, naturally didn't dare to act rashly.

"Really?"

"Of course, do you think I have any other choice?"

"You'd better think so." Sha Jin slowly put away the tail hook.

He was facing Wange's back, occupying an advantageous advantage, and he expected that the other party would not try extreme behavior.

However, just after the scorpion hook left Wange's vital point, a strange throat sound shocked Sha Jin's hearing!

The strong pessimism instantly enveloped Sha Jin, causing the thoughts in his mind to turn to depression and laziness, and then his fighting desire was gradually on the verge of collapse.

But Wangge quietly turned her face to the side, and before Shajin could react, she had come several meters away and distanced herself from Shajin.

"... You really have a different mind." Shajin stared at Wangge intently.

At the same time, the poisonous scorpion tail hook pierced his own skin, forcing himself to regain consciousness with venom!

"I have no intention of being your enemy, brother Shajin, I just want to survive!"

Before Shajin pounced again, Wangge had established a sound barrier to slow down Shajin's offensive, and quickly stated her position:

"Hey! You also saw that my main chess Shuilongyin has no hope of competing for the crown prince, and I have no reason to stay here for your main chess to drive."

"Besides, Qianlong Wuyong's move is too bold. He has offended the most untouchable character in this game. I think it will not be good to continue to follow him. As a colleague, I advise you to see the situation clearly and make plans early!"

After hearing this, Shajin stopped and was silent for a while.

Finally, he still showed his weapon to Wange: "Sorry, letting you go will only increase the risk of this 'game'."

"Do you still believe that Qianlong Wuyong can seize the throne and leave here alive?"

Wange showed a look of disappointment:

"This man doesn't even pay attention to the person who made the rules of the game, and you're still following the rules for him? That's crazy... Okay, then I'll pour some cold water on you to make you sober!"

As the words fell, tensions immediately became tense between the two.

"Wait a minute~"

At this moment, Ayiguli's charming and sultry voice swayed between the two, giving some room for change in the imminent conflict.

Then, Ayiguli appeared next to Sha Jin.

"How could you?" Sha Jin was slightly startled.

Ayiguli smiled and flicked her palm away. After a while, two extremely imperceptible little creatures bounced from the sleeves and necklines of Elegy and Shajin, and fell neatly into Ayiguli's palm.

The mantis stalks the cicada, followed by the oriole.

The situation could not be clearer.

"The battle just now was too scary. I was worried that everyone would get separated, so I made preparations in advance." As she said that, Ayiguli winked at Sha Jin beside her, "You don't mind, right?"

Sha Jin's originally stiff face suddenly became even stiffer, and he couldn't help but swallow.

This reaction made Ayiguli giggle again.

On the other side, Elegy, who was still somewhat confident at first, finally gave up the thought of winning in danger.

But she still did not give up arguing: "Ayiguli, even now, are you still unwilling to accept reality?"

Ayiguli looked at Elegy and said amusedly: "Reality? This is the sacred mountain! There is only illusion, where is the reality?"

"If this continues, Qianlong will kill us all!"

Elegy interrupted:

"Even if he is the person you put your expectations on, I have to say that this person is very dangerous now! He is going against the entire rules and dancing on the edge of a knife. You know what I mean!"

Ayiguli chuckled softly and was about to retort, but was successfully attracted by a sound breaking through the air above:

The familiar figure suddenly fell from the sky and fell into the center of the three people's sights. It was Jiang Qian.

"Dancing on the edge of a knife, your metaphor is a good one, but it's for the wrong person."

Jiang Qian slowly turned his face and looked at the confused Elegy:

"I'm not going against the rules. The one who breaks the rules first is the so-called rule-maker in your mouth."

"Jiang Qian!" Ayiguli was pleasantly surprised and looked at Jiang Qian with eyes full of admiration.

Sha Jin was equally surprised.

The battle of the Beast King has indeed stopped. At this moment, Jiang Qianqian appears here freely, which shows that not only does the battle of the Beast King not involve him, but it is even under his control.

But the elegy that was just plausible was broken into a cold sweat by Jiang Qian, who fell from the sky like a god of death!

If there is still a chance of alienation between Ayiguli and Sha Jin when they join forces, then now? With the main chess player present and the morale of the army stable, she was at her wits end.

Jiang Qian's body was still stained with large amounts of turbid blood. Of course, most of the blood did not belong to Jiang Qian, which made him look even more surly and terrifying, making people afraid to look directly at him.

And what Jiang Qian said, as well as his strange temperament at the moment, made Elegy unpredictable, or maybe he didn't dare to think deeper!

Elegy endured the noise in her head and tried her best to save her out-of-control expression, but this could not resist the despair that was swallowing her up bit by bit...

Jiang Qian walked towards Elegy unhurriedly.

This calm before the storm, and the slow suffering that followed, deepened the panic of the elegy.

She finally gave up her struggle and fell to the ground, choosing to accept her own outcome in a situation where it was impossible to win.

But the next second, she realized she was wrong.

Jiang Qian stopped in front of her and stretched out his right hand towards her: "Stand up and speak."

This was completely unexpected from Elegy.

Looking at Jiang Qian's stretched out hand, she wondered several times if this was her imagination? Or maybe it's another way to die.

Ayiguli and Shajin looked at each other and saw confusion on each other's faces.

At the moment, no one can understand Jiang Qian's thoughts.

"I know the fate of betrayers... Let's do it. Why do you have to be so pretentious?" Elegy glanced up at Jiang Qian, lowered his eyes and smiled bitterly. That tone sounded like he was doing something for himself.

"Do it?"

Jiang Qian smiled and retracted his outstretched hand, looking down at Elegy calmly: "Do you want to die?"

This reaction made Elegy even more distressing.

"No offense, your death is of little value to me."

At this time, every word Jiang Qian said sounded like a humiliation to Elegy's ears. This was based on Elegy's misunderstanding of Jiang Qian's thinking mode.

"Otherwise, what else do you want?!" Elegy finally lost control of her emotions.

All the changes she has experienced, camp alliances, covenants torn up, being forced to become enemies of the rule makers... all of this is thanks to the other party!

Obviously, as a deputy chess player, I have no choice, but now I am in a desperate situation, and even "seeking death" has to be criticized?

She was also a proud Holy Mountain Saint, one of a thousand. At the moment when she selected her crown prince, she also imagined the grand occasion and grace when she would be lucky enough to succeed as the next generation of Holy Mother!

If God fails to fulfill one's wishes, will Qianlong Wuyong trample even her pride and self-esteem?

The corners of Elegy's eyes were filled with blood, as if he could unite all his thoughts at any moment and fight to the death.

Jiang Qian also noticed this.

But he remained calm and calmly responded to the elegy's confusion:

"It's not what I want, it's what you want. Let's put aside the discussion between you and me for the moment. After leaving us, how can you ensure that you will not become a victim of the game?"

A victim of the game...

All of Wangge's emotions froze at this moment, and she was silent.

She suddenly understood Jiang Qian's implication, and woke up from it: Shui Longyin, who was inexplicably replaced, You Mulan, who died strangely, and Jiang Qian, who was almost backstabbed and eliminated, were all participating in the competition according to the rhythm of the game before they were treated unfairly, and there was no cross-border behavior.

Even so, they would still become the objects of sacrifice, and even be eliminated inexplicably and without warning... Then how could she be sure to save herself?

Wishful thinking.

When she came to this conclusion, Wangge let out a long breath, and her whole body went limp. She realized how ridiculous her argument just now was.

"There is one fact I hope you can understand: whether you accept it or not, this game has deviated from its original direction. The fact that the rule maker took the initiative to break the rules he set is the best example."

"Since the rules can no longer protect us, then whether it is me, you, or anyone else, we may become victims at any time. Can we reach a consensus on this point?"

Wangge listened to Jiang Qian's statement in a daze, and only nodded subconsciously when she heard the last question.

Jiang Qian's calmness and patience made her waver in her initial judgment at the moment: she overestimated her own judgment and underestimated Jiang Qian.

"Since we are on the same boat, stand up and speak." Jiang Qian extended his hand to Wangge again.

Wangge raised her head in surprise, looked at Jiang Qian's calm face, stared deeply into his calm eyes, and whispered: "What are the conditions...?"

No one will simply forgive a betrayer.

Compared to those high-sounding words, Wangge is more willing to believe in more realistic reasons.

"Based on the contract props, play this unruly game with me."

Jiang Qian's answer was straightforward:

"Go find the source of the incident and find out who our opponent is. This decision is very dangerous and may cost you your life at any time. But I think this is probably the way with the best chance of landing safely."

Ayiguli and Shajin looked at each other, and then looked at Jiang Qian.

Their eyes had also changed, with less doubt and more certainty.

After a short silence, Wangge chuckled: "It's a matter of life and death, it's better to be a sober ghost than a confused ghost."

After that, she mustered up the courage to hold Jiang Qian's hand, and stood up easily under the force of the other party.

"You're right. To win this game, we must be very clear-headed."

Jiang Qian used the words of the elegy to focus on the current main contradiction:

"The most important issue we need to figure out now is the purpose of the ancestor god: Why does he want to interfere in the competition for the crown prince, and what does he want from us?"

"Also, what is the root cause of the misalignment between our purpose and the ancestor god's purpose?"

Jiang Qian said, looking at the three people in turn:

"I need you to give me all the information and answers you can think of from your own perspectives."