Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings

Chapter 726 - 720: Full-Scale Battle Erupts

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On the Teleportation Jade Token, the coordinates of all the void relics lit up in an instant.

Seeing this, Nato, who was supposed to enter the void relics and drive away the Void Race, stood there stunned.

"Dong."

"Dong, dong."

Nato tapped the Teleportation Jade Token a few times with his hand and murmured softly, "Could this token be broken?"

Apparently, Nato didn’t realize that all the void relics truly faced an attack.

Meanwhile.

In Wa Huang’s Palace, Buddha and Wa Huang also received the news that all the void relics were under attack.

The Teleportation Jade Token was personally crafted by Buddha and Wa Huang, and they could be sure that it wouldn’t malfunction.

Since the Teleportation Jade Token wouldn’t malfunction, the truth was undoubtedly clear.

All the void relics had come under attack.

"All the void relics were attacked at the same time."

"We only have eighteen action teams, which means we can’t attend to the other relics besides these eighteen," Wa Huang said solemnly.

It must be said, the Void Race’s strategy was very clever.

Attacking all the void relics at once, sacrificing a small number of clansmen, to give everyone a chance to restore their internal energy.

With the lives of these few clansmen, they managed to buy some more time for the entire Void Race.

"Brilliant!"

"Brilliant!" Buddha exclaimed, smiling ambiguously, "It seems the Void Race received advice from a master and came up with this plan to break my cage scheme."

"However, their strategy only managed to dismantle half of my cage scheme."

Buddha’s words silenced Wa Huang.

Break half?

This plan either succeeds or fails.

Breaking half sounds unprecedented.

Yet.

This time, Wa Huang heard it.

"What does breaking half mean?" Wa Huang asked curiously.

Buddha explained voluntarily, "Using the lives of clansmen to gain time, even though they gained a breathing space."

"But this depletion won’t last long for them."

"Sacrifice some clansmen this time, then sacrifice some next time—keep sacrificing batch after batch, how many can the Void Race have left?"

Buddha was right, what they sacrificed were merely chores disciples from each relic.

But for the Void Race, what they sacrificed were the formidable and numerous eighteen daredevil squads.

The Void Race intending to stall Wa Huang, Buddha, and Demon Lord’s elite disciples must be elites among the Void Race.

One side sacrifices chores, the other sacrifices elite clansmen.

Moreover, the side sacrificing elite clansmen does so at numbers significantly greater than chores.

In this completely unequal depletion, the first to give out will surely be the Void Race.

In Buddha’s view, the Void Race’s tactics are merely a dying breath.

From a quick knife slitting the throat, instantaneous death.

It turned into a dull blade slicing the flesh, slowly tortured to death.

Ultimately, it’s only a delay of death.

Upon understanding Buddha’s words, Wa Huang queried, "You mean to ignore them?"

"Indeed!" Buddha smiled slightly, "We’ll continue with our approach; why let them lead us by the nose?"

"Order all divisions to continue capturing the Void Race in the void relics."

"As for the Void Race in other relics, no need to mind them."

"After this is over, we’ll replenish with some chores disciples in other relics."

Buddha delivered orders with calm and composure.

Though some changes occurred, Buddha believed the alterations were minor and wouldn’t affect his plan.

With Buddha’s command, the action teams initially hesitant about what to do with all coordinates lit now have a backbone.

These teams, composed of core disciples of Buddha, Wa Huang, and Demon Lord, charged into the void relics without hesitation.

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Holding the Red Embroidery Ball, Nato entered the void relic.

Witnessing this, the Void Race hiding in the void relics turned pale.

What truly frightened them wasn’t Nato.

Though Nato was formidable, he wasn’t insurmountable.

What truly daunted them was the Red Embroidery Ball in Nato’s hands.

This Red Embroidery Ball was Wa Huang’s treasure; when thrown, not only them, even if the Grand Elder were here, he’d fear it significantly.

The leader of the Void Race turned grim, remarking bitterly to his clansmen, "There’s a Heaven and Earth Net outside, and Nato with the Red Embroidery Ball in front."

"Today seems fated for us to die; we can only delay, buying time for clansmen in other relics, allowing them to regain more energy."

"Hopefully, other clansmen can live a bit longer."

These words were uttered through a Secret Technique, enabling all hidden clansmen in the relic to hear.

At this moment, numerous clansmen of the Void Race responded.

"What joy in life, what sorrow in death."

"Sacrificing for the continuation of our race is our glory."

Nato entered the relic, scanning around, seeing no sign of the Void Race.

"Playing hide and seek with me?"

"I, Nato, love playing hide and seek!" Nato thought, then shouted around, "Come out!"

"Don’t hide, I see you all."

"Outside is already laid with a Heaven and Earth Net, you can’t escape."

Certainly, Nato hadn’t truly discovered the Void Race yet.

He was using provocation.

If he had truly spotted them, he wouldn’t shout randomly.

At that moment, Nato’s pupils suddenly shrank.

"Zheng!"

A cold light swept past, a knife’s ring echoed, and a figure flew from a relic corner, wielding a curved blade slicing toward Nato.

This blade was swift, swift as a gale.

The assailant, formidable, possessed Tier Two prowess.

In true combat, he might not be much weaker than Nato.

By the time Nato saw the blade and heard its ring, it was already upon him.

Nato was fast as well, the situation critical, no time for excess response.

Nato immediately wielded the Red Embroidery Ball.

The Red Embroidery Ball, like a yarn ball, instantaneously stretched out countless red silk strands.

Part of the red silks effortlessly entwined the long knife, preventing further advance.

At that moment, the knife halts three inches from Nato’s forehead.

Additionally, another part of the red silks bound the attacking Void Race clansman tightly, like a mummy.

Had Nato not wished to capture live, the attacking Void Race clansman would’ve been dead already.

Such is the power of Wa Huang’s Treasure—effortlessly controlling a Tier Two Powerhouse with a slight move.

Even now, Nato hasn’t personally made a move.

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