Infinite Mask Game.

Chapter 374 The Will of the World

Wei Miao stopped the Five Blessing Rats from trying to escape: "Continue with the Longevity Method."

"Huh?" The Five Lucky Rats were surprised, but still made a choice in a very short time.

It's always right to listen to the supervisor.

The Five Lucky Rats had developed a blind trust in Wei Miao, perhaps because of her amazing swordsmanship, or perhaps because of her composure and calmness.

In short, He believed in Wei Miao, and the energy He had just replenished was depleted again: "Stop!"

Five seconds had passed, but Lin sensed the space loosening. Just as his inner strength was about to erupt, he heard the shout of the Five Lucky Rats.

The familiar moves kept Him frozen in mid-air, maintaining His original posture.

Because it was a full-force attack, even Dantalin couldn't easily get rid of it.

We need to pause for another two or three seconds.

But Lin was completely focused, paying attention to the moment when the Dharma began to waver.

That was His one and only last chance.

However, Wei Miao's next move left Him feeling quite desperate.

A massive blade of light slashed out from the Night Cutter, splitting into twenty-four smaller blades of light.

The artistic conception depicted on it is so magnificent and so awe-inspiring.

So ruthless.

Another 60 points of Eternal Night Power were unleashed, and with the losses from the initial battle with Dahllin, Wei Miao was left with only a single-digit amount of Eternal Night Power.

This means her combat power is greatly weakened, but once Lin escapes, he can easily kill her in a one-on-one fight.

This shows that she was really confident about the situation ahead, believing that after killing Tatarin, she didn't need to take any further action and the victory was already secured.

This is Wufushu's new reflection. Not long ago, the subject of this reflection was Dantalin.

He had never seen through this supervisor, but now he sensed something was amiss.

"Could it be?" He looked at the black dragon swooping down with surprise and delight.

The new blade of light seamlessly continued the spatial blockade, leaving the Five Lucky Rats both amazed and bewildered.

Because the time it takes for the Longevity Path Method to solidify space is not fixed, it depends on the mental effort expended and the strength of the object.

Even He Himself could not accurately predict when the technique would fail. Wei Miao had only experienced it once and was not the one who was affected by it. How could He have predicted the failure time to the millisecond?

This is simply impossible!

The Five Lucky Rats have received too many "surprises" in a short period of time, and have become somewhat numb to them.

If it were the supervisor, it wouldn't seem impossible.

Wei Miao relied not on her own knowledge, but on the precognitive abilities of her double pupils.

He has freed himself from the struggle of will and allowed Wei Miao to use His power to a limited extent.

In other words, the ferocious dragon, the transcendent being formed from the condensation of countless souls, has already found its home.

But He already knew this news, and He personally experienced the defeat of the struggle of will.

Contaminated seeds, under the complete strangulation of eye disease, followed in the footsteps of viruses.

That will was so powerful that it was despair-inducing; even a trace of divinity meant it had touched the realm of the gods.

But Lin had an incredibly profound understanding of God's power.

The blade's edge pierced deep into space, imprisoning Him.

But Lin's back was to Wei Miao, so she couldn't see his expression.

The black dragon roared past her, the fierce wind it stirred up making her cloak flutter loudly.

Her robe billowed upwards, and the cloak billowing forward outlined her tall and slender figure.

She vaguely heard malicious laughter, mixed with a chilling murderous intent.

But Lin heard a whooshing sound from above and behind him.

A fierce wind swept in.

The crowd fell silent, even the soldiers in the army formation stared wide-eyed in disbelief. The black dragon opened its enormous, jet-black maw, a hazy black mist swirling around its gray, sharp teeth. Its upper and lower jaws were almost in a straight line, seemingly wide enough to swallow a tall building.

But Lin smiled, and the next moment, he disappeared into that gaping maw of the abyss.

Not even a crumb was left.

"This..." The commander of the Imperial Guards was at a loss. He understood the current situation; the person who had been swallowed was a key figure in this rebellion.

But why did the Black Dragon ignore the Supervisor and kill him instead?
While everyone was still in shock, a golden bolt of lightning suddenly struck down from the sky, accompanied by a thunderous roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

As if anticipating this, the black dragon nimbly twisted its body. The golden lightning struck empty air, blasting a five-meter-deep crater.

The surrounding buildings were swept by the aftershocks, cracking inch by inch and teetering on the brink of collapse.

Unfortunately, several martial artists who were on that spot were sent flying backward, spitting out blood and losing consciousness.

A black dragon circled around the pavilion where Wei Miao stood, its head, larger than the entire building, raised and looked up at the dark sky.

Before anyone knew it, dark clouds filled the sky over the capital.

It was not a haze, but a celestial phenomenon that truly contained the power of nature.

An even more oppressive aura descended upon them than when the evil dragon was born.

Martial artists possess a more acute sense of perception.

Therefore, they were terrified.

If there is a true God in this world, then He is undoubtedly sitting on a throne in the clouds right now.

A will that compels one to willingly submit descends from the heavens.

Like a master surveying his territory, high above, looking down upon all living beings. That kind of indifference is simply not something a human being can possess.

It makes one utterly incapable of resisting, and one is filled with awe at its boundless grandeur.

Everyone lowered their heads, unable to look directly at each other.

However, those at the center of the aura were more aware of what was happening.

The Five Lucky Rats remained calm and composed, a hint of joy on their faces: "The will of the world has descended!"

As one of the representatives of the idols who made a covenant with the world's will, He had some understanding of the world's will and was therefore not flustered at all.

On the contrary, they thought it was a good thing.

The world's will will not arbitrarily intervene in world affairs; it would do Him no good.

Unless it involves the rules governing how the world works.

The Five Lucky Rats explained, “He came for Tatarin, a being who broke free from the bondage of the idol and presumptuously sought to seize living beings, thus affecting the interests of the world.”

As He spoke, He suddenly realized, “That’s not right, but Talin is gone… No, that’s not right either. The true spirits of beings at our level are not so easily destroyed.”

He looked at the black dragon, but saw it staring at the sky and not making a move.

Wei Miao remained expressionless and calm.

She perceived more.

Above the endless sky, it seemed as if a pair of cold and ruthless eyes opened, their all-seeing gaze sweeping over her.

That was a vision she perceived; it didn't mean there was actually a pair of eyes in the sky.

Rather, it is the artistic conception revealed by that supreme will.

That will wanted to force her to bow her head; the pressure was so real that it directly impacted her consciousness, conjuring up a vast and overwhelming force in her mind.

The five lucky rats neither bowed their heads nor looked directly at each other.

When He caught a glimpse of the Lord looking up out of the corner of his eye, He merely thought to himself, "A madman," without offering any advice.

Wei Miao withstood the pressure with unwavering resolve, her emerald eyes revealing a profound depth.

Even the Supreme Being could not make her retreat; the world will of a mere lower plane could not overwhelm her.

This is the mindset that a strong person should have.

There is no need to bow your head unless absolutely necessary.