Tycoon War God

Iga Kido was the Fusang Ninja who witnessed the battle between Lin Mu and Shen Lang at the Great Wall!

After that battle, he was almost heartbroken and gave up on the ninja way!

But this zombie catastrophe has given him hope for revival!

As early as the third day, he personally entered the Southern Sea of Huaxia to fight zombies!

In six days, he has reached an unprecedented Shadow Sword Emperor realm, equivalent to the Foundation Establishment Realm of Huaxia cultivators!

”In five days, our Iga Clan has only produced five Upper Ninja, sorry for disappointing you!”

Shimada Takeo bowed and prostrated himself on the ground.

Upper Ninja, equivalent to Huaxia’s God-Communicating Martial Artist.

If it were before the zombie incident, this would have been satisfying to Iga Kido, but now it leaves him very disappointed!

Compared to Huaxia’s harvest in this zombie catastrophe, their side is far too poor!

The gap with Huaxia is widening at a visible speed at this moment!

Iga Kido couldn’t imagine what conclusion awaited Fusang if this situation continued!

A hint of madness flashed in his eyes.

Iga Kido shouted angrily, ”February 2nd! Bring the Three Sacred Treasures, all Iga Clan members above Chunin, head to the Southern Sea of Huaxia! If unsuccessful, then die with honor! While Huaxia holds their celebration, we will hunt zombies, and at least a hundred Upper Ninja must be born!”

Shimada Takeo’s body trembled, bowing in response, ”Yes! I understand!”

Invading Huaxia with Fusang’s Three Sacred Treasures is truly a matter of success or honorable death!

This is Iga Kido’s madness, and also the last chance for Fusang Ninja!

...

Meanwhile.

The ruins of the Prison of Divine Might!

The Prison of Divine Might was destroyed by Lin Mu, now only ruins remain.

Today, a black-clad cultivator has arrived at the ruins.

This person, full of white hair, is of high age but full of spirit.

Standing at the edge of the ruins, chanting the Church of the Holy Light’s scriptures.

”Dean Marlowe, you were here all along, Dean Hughes from the Sea of Divine Grace asked me to invite you...”

A young black-robed cultivator approached the old man, bowed respectfully, and kissed the elder’s ring.

”Hughes has also come out? It’s truly a turbulent season.”

The old man slowly turned, looking at the ruins of the Prison of Divine Might, his gaze cold.

”Na Er, Lin Wudi has been out of sight for almost a month now, right?”

”Yes, Dean Marlowe, indeed it has been almost a month.”

Upon hearing the name Lin Wudi, a flash of indescribable hatred crossed the young cultivator’s eyes.

It was Lin Wudi who destroyed the Prison of Divine Might, even destroying their faith.

The old man stepped forward gently, stroking the young black-robed cultivator’s head, speaking kindly, ”God says an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, are you willing to fulfill God’s will and walk for God on earth?”

The young black-robed cultivator was initially stunned, then ecstatic, ”I am willing, thank you, Dean, for nurturing me...”

Just as the words were spoken, he heard an increasingly benevolent voice at his ear, ”No, you don’t need to thank me, as long as you don’t hate me...”

This was the last sound the young black-robed cultivator heard.

Boom!

A white light suddenly shot off from Dean Marlowe’s ring, like a gate of light, rushing straight to the sky!

In the next moment, countless angelic phantoms began singing hymns as a melodious sound echoed between heaven and earth.

The white light cast down, making the ruins of the Prison of Divine Might solemn and dignified.

”Jing!”

An odd cry echoed.

With the sound, a phantom of an angel abruptly appeared from the light gate and smashed into the young black-robed cultivator’s body.

Boom!

Four huge black wings spread from the young black-robed cultivator’s back, a terrifying aura expanded in all directions!

”I am... War Angel Gathsoel!”

The Four-winged Angel sang the holy name, resonating with the world, white light shined, divine power was vast!

Dean Marlowe bowed in salute, respectfully saying, ”Gathsoel the Grand Angel, invoking your holy name, please eradicate the heretic and uphold my God’s dignity!”

The Four-winged Angel Gathsoel extended a fair finger, tapping on Dean Marlowe’s forehead.

”Jing...”

The Four-winged Angel Gathsoel’s eyes shot out two beams of white light, directed at the east!

”Lin Wudi! Heretic must die!”

Boom!

The four wings suddenly trembled, the angel soared into the sky, heading for Eastern Huaxia.

Dean Marlowe watched the departing Four-winged War Angel Gathsoel, a surge of uncontrollable joy rose in his heart.

”East, Lin Wudi, feel the divine punishment from the God of Light!”

The Four-winged War Angel, equivalent to the Foundation Establishment Peak of the East!

Such mighty power, even if Lin Wudi is still in the East, he can only face his destiny.

This trip will make Huaxia bow and the heretic shall die!

...

Dark Church.

Thousands of dark faithful are chanting hymns, the invisible power of faith is gathering forward.

Congealing into a black door of light.

As time progresses, the black door of light gradually takes shape!

Bang!

A scaled large hand suddenly appeared on the door of light!

Afterward, an enormous pair of horns soared skywards, reaching the heavens.

”I, the Dark Blood Demon King, have returned!”

A gigantic devil’s head appeared in the door of light, then a massive body, covered with black patterns over the red flesh.

Mysterious, enigmatic, filled with a bloody scent!

...

Mount Olympus.

Giant statues rise from the mountain.

On the statue flows enigmatic divine runes, each rune emitting a frightening power of deterrence.

At this moment, all the senior leaders of the Divine Race were respectfully kneeling on one knee, pledging loyalty to the giant statue.

Crack, crack!

The giant statue developed cracks, dazzling flames emitted from the cracks.

”Welcoming the presence of the God of War Tier!”

”Welcoming the presence of the God of War Tier!”

All the Divine Race eyes were filled with fanaticism, the arrival of the True God signifies the imminent rise of the Divine Race!

...

Upon the millennia-old ice of the Southern Ice Continent.

A red-armored General clad in ancient armor is breathing spiritual energy, forming a huge vortex on the ice.

Whoosh!

A white light appeared beside the red-armored General.

The red-armored General opened his eyes, immediately standing up in a hurry, a look of joy plastered on his face, ”General, your injury has healed?”

The white light gradually dissipated, revealing within it a humanoid figure, surprisingly a female General clad in white armor!

”Meng Luo! On my arrival to the new world, I brought eight Thousand-man Generals, now only you remain?”

The voice of the Bai Family female General was eerie, as if two voices, male and female, were repeating, extremely piercing.

Thousand-man General Meng Luo solemnly said, ”The other eight were killed by the backlash from the transit channel of Another World, Tian Dan was besieged by the strong from a country known as Huaxia in this world two days ago! The rest are closing off to recuperate.”

”Trash! Tian Dan, that trash, carrying His Majesty’s Tiger Talisman, was actually besieged by mortals from the secular world, it’s truly a disgrace to the Southern Expedition Army!”

The female General’s anger erupted, nearly shattering the ice layer within a few miles around!

”Convey my orders!”

The female General’s voice was like a knife, cutting through the void.

”All soldiers of the Southern Expedition Army Vanguard Camp, in five days, within the territory of Huaxia, deploy the Sacrificial Blood Array, open the channel to Another World with the blood of Huaxia natives, to welcome the full descent of my Southern Expedition Army!”

A black aura swirled around the female General’s body, full of demonic nature.

The fish under the ice were corroded by the black aura, transformed into monstrous creatures that devoured everything they saw!