novelhk Chapter 1203 Numerical Values
Chapter 1203 Numerical Values
'Ao Sheng, Gulsas, Tar, Ye Bing...'
Long Ying took a deep breath.
Just sitting in front of these powerful figures, one can feel their terrifying pressure...
If it weren't for the power inherited from the previous emperors of the Great Qin Dynasty, just sitting in front of them would probably be enough to suffocate one from the pressure naturally released by these powerful figures!
Ye Ge sat calmly to the side, arms crossed, his gaze sweeping rapidly over the powerful figures.
He was using the Heavenly Dao System to view the attribute panels of these powerful figures.
Aside from Ye Bing, who is also a player and cannot view the other player's attribute panel using the Heavenly Dao System, the remaining powerful players can still directly see their attribute values.
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[Character]: Ao Sheng
[Race]: Eastern Dragon Clan
Age: 320 million years old
[Level]: Soul Emperor Realm, Ninth Stage
[Life]: 100e/100e
[Soul Power]: 100e/100e
[Four-Dimensional Attributes]: Strength 1.3e, Agility 1.3e, Spirit 1.5e, Stamina 1.2e
[Basic Attributes]: Physical Attack 3.5e, Magic Attack 4e, Defense 2.8e, Resistance 3.5e, Burst Damage 3e, Speed 3.6e, Dexterity 3.4e, Perception 3.8e
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[Character]: Gul'thas
[Race]: Western Dragon Clan
Age: 280 million years old
[Level]: Soul Emperor Realm, Ninth Stage
[Life]: 100e/100e
[Soul Power]: 100e/100e
[Four-Dimensional Attributes]: Strength 1.5e, Agility 1.1e, Spirit 1.2e, Stamina 1.1e
[Basic Attributes]: Physical Attack 4e, Magic Attack 3.5e, Defense 4e, Resistance 4e, Burst Damage 2.1e, Speed 3e, Dexterity 3e, Perception 3.5e
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[Character]: Tal
[Race]: Giants
Age: 1500 million years old
[Level]: Soul Emperor Realm, Ninth Stage
[Life]: 300e/300e
[Soul Power]: 30e/30e
[Four-Dimensional Attributes]: Strength 5e, Agility 1000 million, Spirit 1000 million, Stamina 3e
[Basic Attributes]: Physical Attack 15e, Magic Attack 500 million, Defense 1 billion, Resistance 10 billion, Burst 3 billion, Speed 10 million, Dexterity 1000, Perception 50 billion
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Night Song: "..."
Holy crap, these numbers are weird...
The last demi-human Adam's stats far exceeded those of an ordinary peak Soul Emperor.
However, the numerical values of these three powerful figures before us are even more exaggerated than Adam's.
It is said that the current Demon Lord of the Demon Race is the strongest among the five powerful beings, and his stats should be even more terrifying.
After a while, some more people came into the conference room.
They are respectively the elders of the orcs, the ministers of the winged race, Nicholas of the vampires, Fenrir of the werewolves, and Chi Ling and Fei Yue of the spirit demons...
Apart from the human race, the two major dragon races of the East and West, the giant race, and the fallen angel race, almost none of the rulers of other races appeared. Instead, ministers, generals, dukes, and other similar figures from each race were present.
Since many races were led by their rulers in person this time, they are probably mostly trapped in the Netherworld at this moment...
Chi Ling and Fei Yue of the Spirit Demon Clan spotted Ye Ge at a glance and quickly walked over: "Lord Ye Ge."
Ye Ge glanced at the two of them, raising an eyebrow slightly: "You two are here... It seems Su Yanling has also personally represented the Spirit Demon Clan in the expedition?"
"It's like this." Chi Ling's face showed bitterness: "The Empress hasn't contacted us for a whole day and night. We're worried about Her Majesty..."
Bai Xueling, who was sleeping on Ye Ge's lap, twitched her cat ears slightly upon hearing this.
"Is it......"
Ye Ge remained silent for a while, and one could sense the restlessness of the Holy Soul within his body.
"Don't worry, the Holy Soul is in relatively normal condition, your Empress should be fine."
"That's good..." Fei Yue said.
Nicholas of the vampire clan and Fenrir of the werewolf clan both lingered on Night Song for a long time, seemingly deep in thought. Then, as if by some unspoken understanding, their eyes met again.
The two were seated no more than five meters apart. Although werewolves and vampires are both dark races, they have always been the greatest enemies. If it weren't for the All Races Summit, it would be hard to imagine that the two sides would sit so calmly at such a close distance without fighting.
“I didn’t expect you to have climbed to the position of Duke of the Werewolf Clan, Fenrir.” Nicholas’s voice was flat and emotionless.
Fenrir glanced at him: "Aren't you the same, Duke Nicholas?"
As more and more people arrived, the murmurs in the conference hall gradually grew louder.
The faces of the representatives from all ethnic groups were filled with anxiety, unease, and deep worry, creating a somber atmosphere.
"Looks like everyone's almost here." Ye Ge looked around, breaking the increasingly noisy atmosphere. "Let's begin."
"Is the Demon Lord Cain of the Demon Race not coming?"
The deep, muffled voice of the giant father, Tal, seemed to emanate from his chest.
His massive body sat on a specially made stone chair, each breath causing his strong shoulders and chest to rise and fall noticeably. His three-meter-tall frame was more conspicuous than anyone else present, even though he had deliberately shrunk his body.
Ao Sheng's gaze also fell on the still empty seat next to the round table, which belonged to the demon race.
It is said that in this campaign, the demon race's Cain did not personally take action, but instead sent the three demon lords, Black Sun, Nether Soul, and Flame Princess, to lead the expedition.
“I heard that guy has been in seclusion for many years and hasn’t shown up,” Ao Sheng said.
Gul's voice was icy: "Hmph... Now that the three Demon Lords of their race are trapped in the Netherworld, does he not intend to take it seriously?"
Before the words were even finished, a sinister and eerie demonic power suddenly spread out!
A thick, inky black mist surged in from outside the door, swirling and coalescing on the empty chair as if it were alive, eventually transforming into a tall human figure.
However, the person who appeared was not Kahn, but one of the four demon lords of the demon race, the Ancient Evil Demon Lord!
"Kahn still doesn't intend to show up?" Gul'thas sneered.
"Hehehe... The Demon Lord is currently in seclusion and is not available to attend the meeting at the moment."
The Ancient Demon Lord let out a dry and eerie laugh, like the rustling of withered branches. He resembled an old demon on the verge of death, his skin dry and cracked like the bark of a thousand-year-old tree. He bowed slightly to the several supreme experts present, saying, "It is probably the same if this old man attends on my behalf."
"Of the four Demon Lords of the Demon Clan, three of them are now suspected to be trapped in the Netherworld by illusions."
Gul'sath gave him a meaningful look: "According to the rules of your demon race, you should actually hope that something happens to the other three demon lords, right? That way you can rightfully take over their territories."
The ancient demon king smiled slyly: "Black Dragon King is joking. The Demon Lord sent me to this meeting to work with you all to resolve this sudden major incident. I dare not neglect the Demon Lord's orders."
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Sorry guys, I've been incredibly busy these past few days. This is just one update for today, I'll resume tomorrow (。﹏。*)