I Can Gain One Skill Point Per Second

Chapter 1118: Chapter 1118: Walking on Thin Ice

The title of Tremble is quite famous within the Dark Rising Organization, no matter what, it’s the organization’s front-line combat strength.

As for the Eastern War God, in the All Gods Camp, he is relatively well-known, the large and small battles he has participated in are indeed numerous. The two are surely familiar with each other, but when Tremble saw the Eastern War God leading people to stand before the Four Great Corpse Kings, and helping them resist the Dark Rising’s attack, Tremble was somewhat incredulous.

"Eastern War God, you’re not even bothering with pretenses anymore, right? All Gods claim to maintain justice and order in the Three Realms and Six Paths, labeling us as rebellious traitors, wearing the hat of peacekeepers themselves. Why, when the will of the Three Realms and Six Paths requested you to help eradicate those four evils, you didn’t act, and now you intend to obstruct?"

"Are you completely abandoning pretense?"

Tremble isn’t one for aggressive trash-talking; his words lack aggression.

All Gods have dominated the Three Realms and Six Paths for so many years, often bullying the weak, they’ve heard similar doubts countless times.

Initially, the gods cared much about public opinion.

As time progressed, reputations became irrelevant, in this world where strength reigns supreme, fame is nowhere near as practical as profit.

Taking on some infamy, we can minimize losses in our strength, keeping as many Divine Soldiers alive as possible—this isn’t a worthwhile trade?

The elite brought by the Eastern War God swiftly rescued the trapped Four Great Corpse Kings.

"Let’s go, Miss. It seems we’re all aware but pretending ignorance. Since the Immortal King has sent people to assist us, there’s no need to continue hiding. Arriving late would give the wrong impression."

The current situation is somewhat chaotic; indeed, various forces, tens of thousands of people are engaged in battle, the roars and shouts on the battlefield have never ceased, all kinds of skills woven together in splendor.

But to say it’s not chaotic, that’s also true. It seems like various forces are interwoven, but it’s actually just the second large-scale clash between All Gods and Dark Rising.

Seeing the Four Great Corpse Kings rescued, the elites of the All Gods Camp naturally stood beside the Four Great Corpse Kings, even if they hadn’t met face to face before.

"I didn’t expect that Immortal King guy was controlling the situation from the beginning. It seems after this battle ends—no, even before this battle ends, we should seriously consider our retreat."

Since the Immortal King knows the relationship between the Four Great Corpse Kings and Luo Bingxin, it means the Immortal King letting Luo Bingxin rejoin the All Gods Camp and helping her to clear her name is most likely for today’s battle. Once today’s battle ends, if the Four Great Corpse Kings like Drought Demon are exterminated or sealed, what’s the value of Luo Bingxin’s strength to the All Gods Camp?

If she’s of no value, what will happen to her who once betrayed the Immortal King?

"Sigh, those sanctimonious guys, their vileness has not diminished even slightly compared to ten thousand years ago, in fact, they’ve surpassed it. His maneuvers completely render the master’s millennium layout worthless."

Old Xuan couldn’t help but sigh.

Ten thousand years ago, Yinglong understood the principle of exterminating cunning rabbits and cooking hunting dogs, hiding bows when birds are gone.

He knew well that he was the hunting dog, the good bow, which is why when he sealed the four Corpse Kings, he used his own bloodline as the key to unlock the seal, leaving his descendants a chance for reversal.

But who could have thought that the Immortal King was so adept at scheming, standing atop the Three Realms and Six Paths, he can see clearly the secrets under the gloom; in fact, he’s grasped everything thoroughly.

As they spoke, Luo Bingxin and the others reached the side of the Eastern War God.

"Eastern War God’s timely support in this critical moment is deeply appreciated."

Luo Bingxin clearly knew that after this battle smoothly concludes, the two sides would very likely turn against each other, starting a new round of battle.

But for now, both sides are the grasshoppers on the same rope, they must act to the end.

"Miss Luo Bingxin, your words are somewhat too polite, we are a family, aren’t we? You were out executing tasks and encountered difficulties, we should help you, as gods, isn’t mutual help what we should do?"

Apparently, this obvious performance should have ended here, but unexpectedly, the Eastern War God continued with more tactless words.

"By the way, Miss Luo, you came here for what mission? I remember the higher-ups didn’t assign you a task. It seems Miss Luo you’ve taken the four Corpse Kings under your command, huh? The previous raid on Dark Rising’s headquarters was unmistakably your masterpiece, wasn’t it?"

"You’ve made such a significant contribution to our All Gods, Miss Luo, how could you be this low-key? If it weren’t for you stirring things up at Dark Rising’s headquarters with the four Corpse Kings, Dark Rising might still be dominating the Desire Realm, contending with us."

Hearing this, Luo Bingxin’s eyebrows couldn’t help tightening.

Her already cold, pretty face became even chillier.

She fully understood that the Eastern War God seemed to be affirming her actions as supreme feats, but was actually sarcastically saying the opposite.

Because she, Luo Bingxin, clearly was a traitor and yet shamelessly returned to the All Gods Camp.

Especially the latter phrase on why she came here without any task, was exceedingly unpleasant.

Feigning ignorance must be reasonable; such overt sarcasm is too much.

Just as Luo Bingxin prepared to retort the Eastern War God, Old Xuan pulled her hand.

"Miss, it’s not time to tear things apart; we don’t need to argue with this guy, let him be. Without their help, the four Corpse Kings wouldn’t be easily freed, and we wouldn’t have the leisure to discuss retreats here."

Old Xuan’s words were like fever reducers, instantly calming the fiery Luo Bingxin, making her contemplate her situation.

Dark Rising Organization, this former home, is no longer accessible.

Those once fought side by side, intimately close teammates now harbor strong desires to kill Luo Bingxin.

On Immortal King’s side, it’s the same.

For now, faces haven’t been torn because Luo Bingxin still has some worth.

Realizing the predicament she’ll face after this battle, Luo Bingxin couldn’t help but calm down.

"It’s all luck."

The Eastern War God’s gaze towards her was full of frivolity and disdain, even with a leering feel, making Luo Bingxin extremely disgusted. But no matter how repulsed she felt, to navigate the upcoming road, Luo Bingxin could only restrain her displeasure, suppressing her irritation, treating the Eastern War God with her most courteous demeanor.

"I didn’t expect myself to have such an opportunity, as for why I’m here, it’s just to find some resources on this planet that can enhance my bloodline’s strength."