Chapter 1916 - 986: Leveraging the President to Command the Sky Rail

At this moment, facing the Root of Death and its over sixty little minions.

Ji Jue laughed heartily to the sky, then gracefully stepped back once, twice, and without a second thought... turned around and ran!

After running two steps, he hurriedly doubled back, scooped up the short-legged Beagle who was still cursing incessantly amidst countless thrust spears falling like heavenly fire, stuffed him in a bucket, and fled again.

Otherwise, what else?

Deliver myself up for nothing!

That's over sixty-seven sacrificial master-empowered, frenzied, and integrated Mutated Legion!

Even if a single one is negligible, the outstanding ones barely reach Rebirth Rank, let alone transcend, but damn, standing sixty-seven of them together as a brainless charging, life-sacrificing assault force with self-destructions if defeated, even a Heavenly Person would have to sit up and fight!

In this scale, one-for-one above Heavenly People is impossible, but under Heavenly People, I'm invincible!

In a head-on confrontation unless you bring out a Legion of equal specification, say the Returning Knights of Red Country, the Bedouin Warriors of Stone Country, or the Imperial Guard of the Empire and the Four-sided Guards of the Federation, otherwise, whoever you catch, they die, even transcend is just an offering!

Yes, it's ridiculous, but this is the encounter battle fantasy god—'One-time Large Group'!

That loner master back then was completely a reversed action human scum, besides oppression and indulgence, an utterly muddle-headed incompetent, otherwise if he let it develop a bit and gathered a hundred Face Stripping Army, the outcome of that final battle would really be uncertain!

However, if he were to act like a human, bearing the noble bloodline, he wouldn't have ended up being betrayed by everyone.

But the problem is, his mistakes, the troubles he caused, why should I take the fall for them!

While sprinting, Ji Jue's hair was flipped halfway up.

He was sweating.

Luckily, the internal space of the Border Hell Layer is large enough, these things at least have a hate range or something, ultimately allowing him to shake them off, crouching in a corner, panting and wiping his sweat.

Only to discover that Beagle had secretly gnawed on the Time Sand in the bucket, which made him even more furious!

What kind of crappy monster spawning mechanism is this!

"Hmm?" The Dispatcher looked over curiously, holding a teacup: "Weren't you already invincible in the world?"

"What's my Rank, you're sending me to fight Annihilation Level? Creatures like the Root of Death that can't be killed are already within the scope of a Heavenly Person to solve, right?!"

"Annihilation Level?" The Dispatcher shook his head: "You might be mistaken, the traces drifted in are from when it just got born, hmm, according to your rating, let me see… it should be downgraded by one tier, around Ultimate Level upper-middle, still a little baby, according to your craftsman's average quality of beating kindergartens, it shouldn't be difficult to solve."

Ji Jue was so angry his blood pressure couldn't be controlled.

Really thought those over eighty large groups were decorations!

But if it's not Annihilation Level...

His actions paused, and his eyes became eager.

With proper operation, it's not entirely unbeatable either!

Ten minutes later, Ji Jue stored the little red bucket, along with Beagle, swaggered in front of the Root of Death, this time, not giving the opponent any opportunity to summon minions.

Pan Ying with 2048 times enhancement and Zanlu on the verge of overload eruption manifested from his hands.

Amidst the Disaster Beast's raging fury.

Ji Jue gave an evil smile.

"Now, saying sorry is too late..."

Kill!!!

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Sorry for not letting Mr. Root of Death thoroughly enjoy itself, truly sorry!

Ten minutes later, Ji Jue, with a head full of ash and sweat already streaming down his back, squatted in a corner, there still remained half a broken thrust spear behind him, nearly got impaled like a hedgehog.

Out of tricks already.

This is the value filled with our Legion using their feet, hard as hell!

Even swinging Pan Ying to chop, it takes half a day of solid chopping, the cheap Legion guys keep streaming out, after finally chopping halfway can't hold up, can only run.

As a result, after finally catching his breath to go back and prepare to continue, guess what?

They reset!

The marks Ji Jue carved out seemed to have never appeared, all the large groups Ji Jue killed revived instantly as if nothing happened!

After another attempt, Ji Jue confirmed... once out of combat for more than ten seconds, these guys immediately restore to original state, full health, full mana, full team!

Is it?

What kind of crappy mechanism is this!

"To prevent overflow and runaway, all drifters in the Border Hell Layer are in a state of chronological freeze, if the imprint is not thoroughly cleared, it will restore to its original state.

While there won't be decay, it won't grow either, preventing out of control.

Otherwise, with so many drifters mixed together, 'sealed fermentation', whether a can explosion would occur is another matter, but when you come in, you wouldn't know what strange thing you'd see..."

The Dispatcher shook his head with schadenfreude: "Ji Jue, you can't just praise something as good if the mechanism stands on your side."

Ji Jue rolled his eyes, not wanting to speak anymore.

After a long while, he took a deep breath, reequipped, then picked up the bucket.

"Oh ho, found a solution?" The Dispatcher was filled with anticipation.

"A damn solution!"

Ji Jue directly took a different road.

Can't beat the Root of Death, can I not beat other Little Karami?

Even in exams, when you encounter a difficult problem, you put it aside first.

Let's gather the 'rice' first!

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So, worked a day, gathered 'rice' in half a bucket.