Alone and Infinite

Obtaining or destroying the sacred relic will only hasten your demise.

The painter suddenly laughed, and Kobis then realized that the person in front of him seemed quite young, and his laughter had a radiant quality.

He looked at the painter, who was smiling, and slowly said:

“What we have obtained is very precious, far more valuable than the sacred objects.”

The painter pointed to the stove he used to boil tea:

"It is hope and a spark."

Li Xia was panting heavily, still running at high speed, his body pulsating with each step.

The muscles are arranged with extremely smooth lines, possessing a unique aesthetic appeal.

Sweat mixed with blood creates a peculiar pale color.

Aowu and Heitan gripped the ends of the armor-piercing spikes with some trepidation. Their muscles, taut from running, clamped the spikes tightly around them, making them penetrate very deep into their flesh.

Even just pulling it out was extremely difficult.

"Bah!"

The howling claws gripped the end of the armor-piercing cone with the small hole and pulled it out forcefully.

Li Xia's body trembled, and a stream of bright red blood spurted out. His muscles twitched rapidly, and the blood flow gradually decreased.

A faint white light emanated from the wound, which was the true qi spontaneously gathering at the wound.

Wisps of smoke began to rise from the wound, but even the powerful regenerative ability was insufficient in the face of such an injury.

Li Xia had countless wounds of all sizes on his body.

Xiao Long remembers pulling out more than twenty armor-piercing spikes by just constantly retrieving them.

The armor-piercing cone was also filled with a strong acid liquid, which was probably specifically designed to deal with stone men. It was extremely corrosive and would be difficult to suppress without the suppression of true qi and the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts.

If it were a pure flesh and blood body, it could be instantly melted into large holes.

This syringe-like structure renders even antidotes ineffective.

It was this acid that kept causing the wound, which should have been healing slowly, to bleed continuously.

Li Xia ran all the way, and blood flowed all the way. Even if this kind of injury were on a normal mid-to-high-level third-tier apostle, he would have already crouched down and started healing on the spot, or simply couldn't withstand it and died.

It's only because Li Xia's body is so incredibly strong that he can continue running at high speed.

Li Xia slowed down a bit. These culverts weren't long. Hei Tan had made it clear when they met that the painter wasn't confident he could hold out for long.

The longer it goes on, the greater the probability that the enemy will launch a full-scale attack. Right now, it's just the southern army. If it goes on for too long, the troops stationed at the passes and Dragon Road will be under full pressure from the Griggs court and will launch a full-scale attack.

The stone men were powerless, and due to Griggan's brutality, they had largely reached a consensus.

That means they don't want to have children. They don't want their children to be ground into mincemeat and turned into mud by Griggs after they are born, to be used to irrigate their deformed offspring.

Without newborns, there is no back support.

The last remaining force consisted of the few able-bodied men left in the hands of the resistance fighters.

Therefore, the only way to break the deadlock is to climb Tianbi Mountain.

Tianbi Mountain is over 20,000 meters high. The lower part can be approached by flying, but as you go higher, a strange force prevents you from flying.

The only way to get up there is to climb. Even if there are many people in Griggs, there is no other way to get up to Tianbi Mountain except to climb it.

Therefore, Li Xia had no time to waste and had to race against time!

"Ouch, rinse it with clean water!"

Li Xia was breathing heavily, but even so, he only changed from sprinting to running quickly.

"Okay, boss, just bear with it."

Aowu manipulated the water in the bottle, accurately flushing it into the wound. The large amount of water washed away the remaining acid and blood.

Just looking at it makes one's skin crawl, let alone Li Xia after she was washed.

The wound writhed and squeezed out the fluid, and wisps of blue smoke rose from the flesh and blood once again. This was a special phenomenon caused by the rapid regeneration and the frantically increased temperature being cooled down. Basically, any creature with super regenerative ability would exhibit this behavior.

Aowu and Heitan even curiously tested it and found that the highest temperature during rapid wound healing could reach seventy or eighty degrees Celsius!

It's only because these superhuman beings, the Apostles, can withstand this temperature. If it were a normal person, their cells might just stop working due to such high temperatures.

A tiny light appeared at the end of the road, and soon it grew stronger.

Suddenly, a wide valley appeared before us.

In the valley, large flocks of eagle riders were circling low in the sky. When thousands of eyes were focused on Li Xia, it felt as if they were actually there.

Aowu and Heitan felt as if their bodies had stiffened, staring at the dark shadows filling the sky, the mournful cries of the eagles sounding like the death knell.

"That painter is quite skilled."

Awoo is still being stubborn:

"They actually managed to keep that winged birdman. If only they could have kept these eagle riders as well."

"Meow!"

Black Charcoal looked around absentmindedly, which piqued Awoo's curiosity:

"Who are you looking for?"

"Meow!"

"Stonemason? No matter how good a stonemason is, can he withstand so many eagle knights? Even when the boss was at his peak, he would have had to run if he encountered so many. They are all elites!"

Each one of them could take on a hundred!

Aowu expressed disbelief, saying that an enemy of this magnitude and quality could not be resisted by a third-tier individual. It was like how even if Dongfang Bubai was incredibly powerful, she would still have to turn her back if she encountered eight hundred Yue Buquns.

Eight hundred ordinary cavalrymen can be disregarded, but eight hundred centurions deserve respect.

Just then, at the other end of the valley, a stone figure pulling a wooden cart the size of a small mountain stopped in its tracks.

He straightened up, and his hunched back seemed to straighten up at that moment.

His aged face gazed at Li Xia, then suddenly roared:

"Keep moving forward, don't stop!"

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Something happened, but somehow I got caught up in it.

Chapter 319 The Final War

The eagle riders, who were preparing for a group charge, suddenly stopped.

As a special unit with extremely strong individual capabilities, the Eagle Knights' primary mission is decapitation.

Kill the enemy leader or surround and kill the enemy's strongest members.

Therefore, Eagle Knight knew the top experts among the Stonemen like the back of his hand.

"Is he a stonemason?"

"Isn't he dead?"

"How many powerful figures were buried in the Battle of Tianbi City? It is said that the stonemason was among them."

"If the painter Ge Zhuo didn't die, it's not surprising that the stonemason is alive."

"What do we do now?"

The captain, who had been temporarily appointed commander, pondered for a moment, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

He was born into a commoner family, and only he knows the hardships and pain he has endured to get to where he is today.

This is a golden opportunity to help him break through the ceiling.

The stonemason has consistently ranked among the top three on Grigan's kill list, and the Grigan artifact he stole is extremely important.

If we can retrieve the sacred relic and kill the stonemason...

Considering the stonemason's special abilities, the team leader pulled out the vines that were wrapped around his waist several times and simply shook them in his hand.

The vine then transformed from a limp vine into a four-meter-long lance:

"Blow the horn! Kill the stonemason as quickly as possible, then surround and kill the thief with all your might, Eagle Charge formation!"

A mournful horn sounded in the air, and the well-trained eagle riders immediately shouted and steered the giant eagles to take off.

The distance between them seemed to be widening, but the stonemason knew this was the prelude to an attack.

The old stonemason watched the dark shadow circling in the sky and walked towards the cart he was pulling.

He slowly lifted the cloth covering the cart, muttering under his breath:

"Although they're entrusting me with the most dangerous tasks, there are just too many people."

"That painter, no wonder he said I was likely to die."

The cloth was lifted, revealing that the cart was piled high with stone human figures.

These figures look extremely rough, like unfinished works haphazardly carved by someone who has just learned stone carving.

With just a few strokes, a rough human figure was outlined.

Yet these simple statues somehow exude a sense of 'living life'.

The old stonemason's gaze swept over the faces of these statues, yet the blurred faces appeared so clear and vivid in his eyes.

The faces I remember clearly are smiling, and each one corresponds to the last.

"Little Ka, Toto, Rolling Stone, Wind Rock"

Each face seemed to be saying something to itself.

A faint sound came from the wind, and suddenly a large shadow was cast across the sky.

The mournful cry of the eagle riders as they charged was particularly eerie, even in such a noisy environment.

The indistinct sound in the wind suddenly seemed to become clear.

The old stonemason's eyes widened; it was as if his fallen comrades were calling to him from afar:

"Let's go, let's fight another battle!"

His cloudy eyes became incredibly sharp at that moment, and he roused himself, his stiff hair standing on end.

It was as if an old lion, with its mane and beard bristling, had once again roused its majestic spirit.

The outstretched hands emitted dazzling beams of light.

The stone statues turned their bodies and lined up in front of him.

It was as if they were fighting side by side in life.

"Let's go! Let's fight!!"

Once you cross this valley, a smooth road lies ahead.

Li Xia dared not slow down; every step he took now was time that the stone man was buying for him with his life.

If you are too slow, you may be overtaken.

"Boss, that old man might not have been killed in one move, right?"

Awoo dragged the black charcoal through the sky, one end of which was tied to the dragon egg, and the other end was tied to Li Xia's belt.

Hundreds of eagle riders were indeed intimidating. When they were chasing them, every time the unique shriek of the armor-piercing cones rang out, Black Charcoal and Awoo felt their whole bodies go numb.

He's the boss, so he's agile and resilient. Anyone else would have been riddled with holes by now.

“It’s hard to say whether a stonemason can manipulate a stone statue.”

Li Xia briefly explained that this was a rugged mountain path, and after passing this section, there would be a plain again.

Then I'll be able to ride a motorcycle at high speed.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

The human heads around its waist finally couldn't hold back any longer, ever since the cat had fastened a mysterious bell around its neck.