CHAPTER 2929: CHAPTER 2927: DEFYING HEAVEN BY HALF

At this moment, they roughly understood how this victory was achieved.

Beneath their feet lay a staircase forged from the blood of countless Hominini cultivators, all for the sake of this victory.

"Why?"

Frederick Cohen asked with blood-red eyes.

Even if these people had little interaction with him, Frederick still felt an overwhelming heaviness.

To achieve this victory, such a huge price was paid. Was it really worth it?

Nolan O’Connor and Xeno Johnson, the two Holy Lords, had fallen, and Divine Twilight Lolita was severely injured.

Elder of heavenly secrets, Zinder Snider, and Unwilling Master, all skilled in astrological calculation, died from being tainted by Time Power.

It could be said that after this battle, the Hominini no longer have masters of astrological calculation.

Such a tremendous cost, all for the sake of this victory.

There was an indescribable stillness in the air, one that pressed heavily on Ethan Smith’s chest like a boulder, a sensation he could not shake even though he had braced himself for it after hearing Ken Middleton speak.

No one was joyful anymore; even Ken, the most rational, couldn’t help but appear somber.

"This was to break the fixed fate, which is also called destiny, so every Hominini capable of observing this battle would understand it as crucial, leading countless to voluntarily sacrifice themselves. This is the power of the Hominini, much like when Saint Frost sacrificed to perfect us..."

This battle, originally under the constant constraints of destiny, was bound to fail.

Just like the Hominini’s Destiny Energy, it was the unchangeable will of the Path of Heaven.

Yet Elder of heavenly secrets used his life as a lure, setting this strategic trap to ultimately triumph over destiny halfway.

Ethan Smith’s eyes burned.

Tears fell uncontrollably; he had once lost hope.

But still, there were so many Hominini who never gave up.

We have no right to mourn, nor the right to give up!

Ethan clenched his fists.

Even though their current strength was still insignificant, they were much stronger than before.

"Yes!"

Frederick Cohen uttered forcefully.

"The situation now is precarious, with the fall of the two Saints and Divine Twilight Lolita wounded, causing chaos across Saint’s World. Although we’ve won this battle, I foresee a greater force of Destiny Energy arriving in the near future. If we can’t stand up then, that will be our complete defeat, and this period is our most crucial time."

Ken Middleton spoke softly.

Currently, the Different Races are strong, while the Hominini struggle to find even powerful beings.

Hence, it’s highly probable that the two Holy Kingdoms will fall into the hands of Different Races, which is an unavoidable reality.

But how they act to most effectively mitigate losses is what they must contend with.

Moreover, as Ken pointed out, whether it’s the Power of the Styx or the qi of Ancient Fierce Beasts escaping from the Monster Refining Pot.

These forces should not be present in Saint’s World; they are powers that break the balance.

Yet under the influence of the Path of Heaven’s great trend, these forces arrived unexpectedly.

If the Master of Time, a force surpassing all great paths, hadn’t appeared, they would have failed to reverse these powers.

However, with this defeat, it’s difficult to avoid stronger forces arriving.

The wheel of destiny has paused momentarily, but whether it slows down or explosively accelerates again remains unpredictable.

"I will go to Divine Twilight Holy Kingdom; Lolita Saint is gravely injured and may soon attract covetous eyes. My current strength should assist her! Moreover, my blood holds the Holy Phoenix Spirit’s restorative power; with good fortune, it might help her recover!"

Salena Carpenter carefully contemplated and made her decision.

Now, with Hominini Saints like Nolan O’Connor and Xeno Johnson falling again.

Divine Twilight Lolita must be protected, and her current strength can still deter threats.

Salena Carpenter wasted no time; the Phoenix Spirit transformed into giant white wings on her back.

"When I return, we’ll celebrate properly! You two brats, live well, hear me?"

With a gentle move, she was already miles away.

No one bid farewell; every second mattered to all.

"Aunt Salena Carpenter is still as fiery, executing ideas immediately."

Ethan Smith said with a wry smile.

In that instant, he seemed to return to the Holy Region.

The scene of a few people drinking together.

"With Aunt Salena Carpenter’s drinking ability, even if I drink a barrel and she drinks a cup, I still can’t match her. But when Aunt Salena Carpenter gets drunk, it’s truly terrifying."

Frederick Cohen grumbled.

"Now, Path Profound Holy Kingdom’s strength is very weak. The Three Great Spirits—Fisher, Farmer, and Red Nose—hold a vast power of Destiny. Moreover, the indigenous forces suffered massacres in several battles. Combined with Dust Sand continuously draining the Holy Kingdom’s power, this place is exceptionally weak, likely the weakest among the Eighteen Holy Kingdoms."

Frederick Cohen had already made his plan.

"Start with the Three Great Spirits; first reclaim the power of this Holy Kingdom!"

His strength derives from this Holy Kingdom; only when its force grows can he become stronger.

"Need any help?"

Ethan Smith asked with a furrowed brow.

Although Frederick Cohen has now become the Holy Lord, able to mobilize the power of this kingdom.

The Three Great Spirits were entities even Saint Frost couldn’t resolve; these three once gained partial strength in the Heavenly Sin Tomb.

Over the long years, they bet on the right direction.

Having made agreements with Bastian, the previous Holy Lord before Saint Frost, thus gaining Holy Kingdom privileges through indigenous power.

Like a malignant tumor, the three drain the essence of this earth, even when Saint Frost exhausts all efforts to obliterate them but ultimately fails due to various reasons.

Although external factors were involved, it can’t be denied that these three possessed formidable strength.

"Rest assured, I too have gained part of the Styx and even some Force of Doom and the Blood of Pan ax ginseng C.A.Mey. If these three are sensible, that’s fine; if not, I’ll surely make them learn."

Frederick Cohen said with a cold smile.

His current strength has surpassed Saint Frost.

If he can’t deal with these three, it’d be laughable.

Moreover, these three clearly sided with Yvelise Ayers, leaving no room for sentimentality.

He urgently needed a battle to stabilize his current realm.

Boom!

As terrifying power exploded, he had already shattered space.

He broke through the void towards the Three Great Spirits, and as Holy Lord, all indigenous power fluctuations were under his control.

Although the power of the Three Great Spirits had surpassed this level of control.