Then, Let Them Offer Their Loyalty! Chapter 1689 - 696: Divine Kings Attack!

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Previously on Then, Let Them Offer Their Loyalty!...
Qiu Tu and Zhao Ji discuss Bai Yi's unchanging ranking in the Heavenly God Trial, suspecting he knows more about the available slots. Suddenly, two immense, intimidating auras descend upon Dragon Burying City, revealing themselves to be the East God King and West God King. They appear in their true forms, intending to eliminate Zhao Ji, but Qiu Tu confronts them, questioning their motives. The East God King claims they are protecting the world by isolating it, but Zhao Ji refutes this, calling it stagnation and slow suicide.

"If your true desire is to safeguard this realm, then you ought not to extinguish all nascent Heavenly God Seeds prematurely, thereby preventing this world from meeting the prerequisites for the 'Heavenly God Trial'.

"Rather, you should devise methods to nurture more Heavenly Gods, accumulating sufficient power. "

"Even if you harbor concerns that these Heavenly Gods might draw the attention of Divine Kings of similar philosophies, you could establish a temporary 'World Channel' in secret to dispatch the Heavenly Gods for experience."

"You have dismantled the 'World Channel' and imprisoned all life within this world solely to satiate your own meager craving for authority."

"It is not as though Zhao Ji and I have committed any transgressions, yet we have attained power that poses a threat to you."

"That, in itself, constitutes the gravest original sin."

Upon hearing Qiu Tu's discourse, the two Divine Kings became conspicuously silent.

Provided they are sentient entities, their natures are inherently multifaceted.

Do the four Divine Kings aspire to preserve this world? Assuredly, they do.

However, do they also wish to exert exclusive dominion over this world? Without question, that is also their aim.

Consequently, from any vantage point one might consider, their actions appear justifiable to some extent.

The sole determinant will be the victor of the impending conflict, and subsequently, the narrative presented to the world and to posterity will be shaped by their triumph.

Given that both factions possess considerable wisdom, upon hearing Qiu Tu's pronouncements, the West God King gradually materialized from the shadows, effectively halting the ongoing parley between the two.

Casting a glance towards the East God King, he then addressed Qiu Tu with a tone devoid of emotion, stating, "Since a confrontation is inevitable, what purpose do these words serve?"

"History is invariably penned by the victors, and such a victor will assuredly not emerge through mere verbal exchanges."

Heeding the West God King's assertion, Qiu Tu let out a resonant laugh.

He articulated, "It appears the Divine King has misinterpreted my intentions. I have never been inclined to vanquish my adversaries with rhetoric."

"In preference to words, I favor decisive actions."

Proclaiming this, Qiu Tu produced a gentle clap of his hands.

In the ensuing moment, the portal to the rooftop swung open, and the Northern Heavenly God, possessing an aura of youthful grace, made a deliberate entrance.

Witnessing this unfolding scene, the West God King registered evident surprise, subsequently turning his gaze swiftly towards the East God King.

In contrast to the West God King's reaction, the East God King exhibited a more pronounced composure and tranquility.

Perhaps due to her prior awareness of the Northern God King's clandestine allegiance, her expression and demeanor, obscured by the ghost-face mask, remained utterly unchanged.

Indeed, she even conveyed a subtle gesture to the West God King, seemingly advising him to 'maintain his composure,' before refocusing her attention upon the Northern God King below and remarking with chilling finality, "Beize, by aligning yourself with Qiu Tu, you declare your opposition to me, do you not?"

Upon absorbing the East God King's declaration, the Northern God King appeared to perceive an absurd jest.

With a distinct 'snap,' he unfurled his folding fan, fanning himself with casual indifference as he scoffed, "Long Chuan, you jest. Have we not been entrenched in rivalry for these many centuries?"

"Back then, our divergence arose when we abandoned the 'Heavenly God Positional Frame' in pursuit of Pseudo-God King status."

"Now, we have simply embarked upon diametrically opposed trajectories."

"You persist in your ambition to govern this world through the might of a Pseudo-God King, yet I contend that this world ought not to remain in such a state."

Hearing the Northern God King's assessment, the East God King emitted a frigid snort, then redirected her attention back to Qiu Tu, inquiring, "Beyond Beize, you must have also swayed that individual to the south, have you not?"

Qiu Tu betrayed no surprise at the East God King's ability to anticipate these developments. He smiled and delivered another clap of his hands.

In the subsequent instant, an interplay of light and shadow materialized upon the rooftop, and a panda of colossal proportions, rivaling a mountain in size, was revealed before all present.

Its stature approximated three to four stories in height, its form portly and rotund, adorned with characteristic black eye patches, ears, and limbs, projecting an air of endearing clumsiness.

However, contrasting with its charming visage, it brandished a hammer of considerable size, nearly matching its own height.

This formidable hammer, appearing almost diminutive in its grasp, seemed to imbue its wielder with enhanced destructive capacity while simultaneously lending an impression of surprising agility.

This entity was, in truth, the Southern God King, or more precisely, the formidable clone of the Divine King that Shao Hua had been clandestinely 'employing' throughout the intervening years.

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Indeed, she even conveyed a subtle gesture to the West God King, seemingly advising him to 'maintain his composure,' before refocusing her attention upon the Northern God King below and remarking with chilling finality, "Beize, by aligning yourself with Qiu Tu, you declare your opposition to me, do you not?"

The Northern God King appeared to find the East God King's statement utterly amusing.

With a swift *snap*, he unfurled his folding fan, fanning himself with an air of nonchalance while chuckling. "Long Chuan, you must be jesting. We've been rivals for centuries, have we not?"

"Back in the day, we had our disagreements when forsaking the 'Heavenly God Positional Frame' to attain Pseudo-God King status."

"Now, our paths have diverged entirely."

"You are still intent on ruling this realm with the might of a Pseudo-God King, yet I believe this world ought not to be so."

Upon hearing the Northern God King's pronouncements, the East God King let out a cold snort. He then turned his attention back to Qiu Tu. "Apart from Beize, you have also managed to sway the fellow to the south, haven't you?"

Qiu Tu exhibited no surprise at the East God King's foresight; instead, he offered a smile and brought his hands together in a clap.

In the subsequent moment, lights and shadows swirled on the rooftop, and a panda, colossal as a mountain, materialized before the assembled company.

Standing at a height of approximately three to four stories, its form was round and plump, distinguished by its black eyes, ears, and limbs, lending it a somewhat goofy yet endearing appearance.

However, contrasting with its cuddly facade, it clutched a hammer, the height of a person, within its paws.

This broad hammer, appearing diminutive in its grasp, imparted a considerable degree of destructive potential while simultaneously enhancing its apparent agility.