Apocalypse Descent: Farming with My Harem

Chapter 1913: Chapter 640: The Mad Watcher, Mirror Trial!

"Even if there are earth-shattering changes outside, the Blood Chaos won’t be ended so easily."

Dem quickly asked, "Uriel, why are you so sure?"

The glowing will faintly said, "Because... this little guy inherited the Ancient Human Race’s legacy, and besides, he’s a madman."

"When he goes mad, even I have to be cautious."

Hearing this, a trace of complex light flashed in the eyes of the divine beings, as if they were pondering something.

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In the sky, tens of thousands of meters high, the gales roared, with temperatures dropping below -80℃.

The bitter cold seemed capable of freezing everything!

And in this environment, two powerful figures hovered in mid-air, the howling cold currents and winds calmed the moment they approached them.

It seemed that even the forces of heaven and earth could not shake them in the slightest.

These two figures were the Blood Commander and the Watcher Leader.

At this moment, the Blood Commander’s expression grew colder as he asked in a deep voice, "Luo, how is the plan proceeding?"

"That damn Otherworldly Lord keeps destroying my Blood Transmission Pillars, and if this continues, all the pillars will be destroyed, and the passage between the two realms will be permanently closed!"

"Within a thousand years, we won’t be able to bring the blood back to the Main Plane."

The Watcher Leader’s expression remained calm, showing great composure.

"Soon, after these few days of operations, the progress is already over 80%."

"However, for the subsequent plan to succeed, we’ll need many more people. How many centurions have you summoned?"

"Three!"

The Blood Commander said solemnly, "There are still many centurions in the Blood Plane, but too many Blood Transmission Pillars have been destroyed, and coupled with that kid’s suppression of us, the Blood Energy isn’t enough to support more centurions coming to this plane."

The Watcher Leader slightly nodded and then said, "I understand, we’ll need to speed up the process; the Blood Army in other places should continue advancing to delay Cao Xing’s Legendary actions."

"This is a race against time, and the advantage is on our side."

"As long as I am here, this action will not fail."

"All the decayed old rules will be washed away in the surge of blood."

His voice was filled with strong determination, as if he had made a certain decision.

And if Cao Xing were here, he would surely feel a sense of vigilance.

From the previous analysis, it is known that the Watcher Leader is an extremely extreme idealist.

Once he has made a decision, he will stop at nothing to achieve his goal.

Even to the point of sacrificing himself.

This state of the Watcher Leader is also the most dangerous!

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After the sky had completely darkened.

Cao Xing stood in the center of the territory and shouted, "All workers, today’s work is done."

"Now, proceed to the cafeteria for meals in batches."

As a Heroic-level powerhouse, his control over magic power had reached a miraculous realm.

He could transmit his voice clearly to every corner within four or five kilometers through the vibration of magic power.

Achieving an amplifying effect.

All the workers in the territory stopped their actions and put down the stones and wood they were holding.

After a whole day of intense labor, some workers appeared as calm as usual, but some had a look of relief on their faces.

They heaved a sigh of relief and couldn’t help but mutter in low voices, "It’s finally over... the work in this territory nearly suffocates us, right, Mr. Everton?"

"Yes... I’ve never done such heavy work even in the village. I don’t know how long these old bones can hold out."

In the past two days, Cao Xing had recruited six to seven hundred workers.

These people came from different places with different backgrounds and statuses.

Many had never done such manual labor before.

Suddenly thrown into high-intensity work, some struggled to adapt.

At this time, a middle-aged man appearing in his thirties interrupted, "Stop complaining, look at Mr. Ferguson."

"He’s in his sixties, his legs were affected by those monsters’ blood erosion, making walking difficult."

"He hasn’t said anything, so what do you have to say?"

"Or would you rather continue the life of fleeing?"

These words instantly silenced the others.

Although the territory’s work was heavy, compared to the days they had experienced before, it was like being in heaven.

At the same time, the young man from Frostwind Town, Yorun Green, was also slowly walking over from the agricultural area.

He stretched his body as he walked, a hint of pain appearing on his face.

After a day of labor, his arms were numb, and he felt as if his shoulders no longer belonged to him.

At this moment, two townsfolk from Frostwind Town quickly approached, with concern on their faces.

"Young Master Yorun, you’ve had a hard day, would you like us to massage your shoulders and help you relax?" one of them asked softly, full of concern in their tone.

Yorun waved his hand, with a calm yet firm tone, "No need."

"As mentioned during the day, having joined this territory, we must forget our past identities."

"I am no longer a noble, and you are no longer townspeople of Frostwind Town."

"Now we have only one goal to serve, Lord Cao Xing!"

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