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Chapter 824 A little favor
Each Blood City is a convergence of some kind of obsession. For example, the New Shanghai Blood City heals all pain and purifies the despair accumulated in the Deep World. Everything the Savior does revolves around this core goal. He guides players into the Deep World, using the Perfect Life Game to bring reality and nightmares into contact, breaking down the boundaries between life and death.

The situation in Central Blood City was even simpler. They made a grand vow: to bring light to every pair of eyes accustomed to darkness, to open a door for every lost soul. To achieve this goal, they resided in the center of the Deep World, said to be the place closest to the night sky. Also for this purpose, Central Blood City launched a war against Dark Blood City.

The two blood cities are fundamentally opposed, making this confrontation inevitable. But what no one expected was that the unknowable Dark Blood City was eliminated so quickly. The deep world became a little brighter forever, and a portion of the dark rules were transformed. If this continues, the annihilation of Dark Blood City is only a matter of time.

In Gao Ming's view, the Central Blood City's strength far surpasses that of other Blood Cities. If they can't solve the problems, then the Vast Ocean certainly can't either.

"What small favor?" Gao Ming cautiously communicated with Gao Yun through the rules of the Blood City of Vast Ocean.

"The Central Blood City reminds us that other Blood Cities are approaching Xinhu. Several Blood City Lords are unwilling to wait any longer and are preparing to attack Xinhu Blood City." Gao Yun's words appeared and disappeared in the Blood City's patterns, as if the words "Blood City Lords" could not be easily revealed.

"What does this have to do with the small favor that Central Blood City asked us to do?"

"They say that, whether in the past or present, the Vast Ocean is undoubtedly the strongest blood city in the deep world, without exception, and they hope that we can take action to buy time for the New Shanghai Blood City."

Gao Ming's eyelids twitched as he read the message Gao Yun had sent. Putting aside the earlier words of flattery, if stopping several Blood Cities from entering Xinhu was a "small favor," then what bigger things were happening in the world?!
The Blood City of the Vast Ocean is indeed a mortal enemy of the other Blood Cities. They are the murderers who slaughtered the Vast Ocean and the enemies who are preventing the Blood City of the Vast Ocean from being re-established. The two sides have irreconcilable contradictions. But the question is, how can the Blood City of the Vast Ocean have the power to simultaneously prevent the other Blood Cities from being re-established?
"Unless... delirium is used?"

Gao Ming felt like he was being manipulated; someone wanted to challenge destiny, and the re-establishment of the Blood City in the Vast Sea and the unknowable delirium were both part of it. Through countless cycles, the two finally came together, and the only possibility was found in the impossible.

As the divine runes changed, Gao Yun transmitted new information: "Perhaps we all underestimated ourselves and the Vast Ocean. The benevolent gaze from the Central Blood City specifically told me that the Fiend God possesses the strongest combat power, while the Dream Ghost possesses the strongest intellect. The Fiend God's overwhelming madness comes at the cost of completely losing his reason, fighting to the death. If the Dream Ghost wants to unleash its true power, it must completely abandon the constraints of its physical body and go all in."

Recalling his own experience, when rebuilding the Blood City of the Vast Sea, the Nether Embryo was besieged by the Blood-Clad Fiend God and Dream, while his true form was also being stared at by Destiny. He directly unleashed the curse, fighting two against one, even daring to attack Destiny. Entering that frenzied state, the Nether Embryo was unable to communicate. If it weren't for his mother Wen Qing's help, and the soothing effect of the Blood City of the Vast Sea's rules, the Nether Embryo would probably have chased him into the Blood Sea.

However, thinking about it this way, the fierce god known as Dr. Gao is truly terrifying. He never loses his mind, which means he has never gone all out.

“He described that husk to me, not just the physical body, but... everything that binds us, including memories, obsessions, expectations, and so on. After letting go of everything, the dream demon will show its most terrifying side.”

"But if we abandon everything, are we still ourselves?"

After a long while, Gao Yun replied to Gao Ming: "He said that if you compare the deep world to a black box, only by doing that can you have a chance to see what's outside the box."

"Couldn't we just break the box?"

"That's probably what they're doing."

Silence was Gao Ming's answer. Central Blood City said that Han Hai Meng Gui had the strongest brainpower. He looked around and saw that Gui Yuan had no physical form and was difficult to communicate with; Ji Zhe's college entrance examination score was only half of Gao Ming's; Principal Yan thought about how to educate people every day; which of these people looked like they had super brainpower?
"Is everyone just putting on an act for me?"

Gao Ming can no longer simply refuse Central Blood City. Other Blood Cities are already approaching, and he only has two choices: stay in Xinhu Blood City to buy time for the Saviors, or escape back to Hanhai and wait for the other Blood Cities to divide up Xinhu, facing their even more brutal retaliation. Dream Ghost can escape, but Hanhai Blood City cannot. If it is besieged again, that tragic history may repeat itself.

Did Central Blood City tell you how long they need my help to stall?

"The evil gods will arrive as quickly as possible, until the Dark Blood City disappears from the Deep World."

"They alone are no match for the other Blood Cities! What exactly is the plan of these reckless lunatics?" Gao Ming once had a cell phone that could contact the Central Blood City, but it was later destroyed by the Underworld Embryo.

“They’re not here to help us, but to enter the Blood Sea…” Gao Yun’s words could not be displayed in the Blood City’s rules, but Gao Ming could roughly guess what it was.

"That fated corpse?"

A rumbling sound rose from the depths of the black mist; it was not thunder, but the collision of multiple rules in the night sky.

The Blood City Lords are still far from Xinhu, but even so, the overflowing power between them has caused friction.

"Danger is approaching!" Ji Zhe's voice echoed through the ruins through flesh and branches: "My roots are rotting rapidly."

The birthday candles were lit, and Guiyuan immediately prepared to attack, unable to resist the indescribable deliciousness.

"Don't be impulsive!" Gao Ming stopped Gui Yuan: "We can't act alone, and we can't leave Xinhu Blood City. We have something very important to do next."

After much deliberation, Gao Ming's gaze swept over each of the dream ghosts, and he finally made a decision.

"You guys go back to Blood City of the Vast Ocean."

"Go back? Why?" Ji Zhe's features appeared on the giant tree's branches, and he voiced the bewilderment of the flesh-and-blood giant tree.

“There are thirteen blood cities in the deep world, and we have grudges against ten of them. The only good news is that the saviors of Xinhu Blood City and the Central Blood City are willing to stand with us.” Gao Ming slightly embellished the relationship between the three blood cities to prevent the dream ghosts from despairing too much: “I just received a reminder from Gao Yun that the other blood city lords are already on their way to Xinhu. This is a battle to the death.”

“Three against ten, it’s really not a good situation.” Ji Zhe’s expression became extremely serious. Each blood city was extremely terrifying. With such a large difference in numbers between the two sides, it was no different from sending them to their deaths.

“It’s not three against ten.” Gao Ming stroked the main shrine of the dream, holding the seed of delirium in his hand: “It’s one against nine.”

(End of this chapter)