Chapter 1955: Four Emperors Against The Four Beasts (1/2)
The third emperor had his sight set on the sand bull while the beast stood there motionlessly just like a statue.
“Go!” The emperor roared and tested the water with a finger strike.
In the beginning, he thought that it would try to dodge. To his surprise, the strike easily landed on the beast.
“Cras.h.!.+” It was indeed made out of countless specks of sand. After getting hit by the strike, it instantly collapsed.
Alas, the emperor’s expression changed right away.
These specks exuded countless bright runes containing a dao each. Everyone saw different things inside these runes.
For example, if someone had Buddhism in their heart, they would see a Sacred Buddha meditating and hear their chants leading others towards salvation.
If one was greedy, then these runes would look like the treasures in their dream - coveted manuals, artifacts, and immortal metals…
The shocked emperor instantly sat cross-legged on the ground while spewing out mantras. These mantras turned into supreme grand dao while the three wills descended to protect him. He was clearing his mind in order to protect his dao heart.
The bull had the power of belief. It had no offensive potential since it only needed to convert someone. It could grant wishes with its runes affecting one’s dao heart.
Under this influence, if one were to fail to resist, then they would be converted into a wors.h.i.+pper of the bull.
Of course, not all spectators got this. They wondered why the emperor was taking this so seriously. The masters understood the delicate situation.
If the emperor were to use force, it would only exacerbate the chance of his dao heart failing. This would end up quite badly; the result could be an indelible shadow in their mind. That’s why he was using his wills for protection to stop himself from becoming a wors.h.i.+pper.
It looked like the most peaceful contest but it was actually the most dangerous one. If the other emperors were to lose, they could still survive with minimal losses. However, him losing would mean losing everything.
The last to fight was the strongest member of Sentinel, Sentry Arrow Devil Emperor. His eyes were focused on this fat caterpillar monster.
It lied there lazily, seemingly dispirited. One would wonder whether one stomp was enough to flatten it entirely.
Nevertheless, Sentry Arrow waited with a serious expression. He took out his weapon, a tiny arrow with a red string tied to the end.
The crowd shuddered because this was his strongest weapon. Rumor has it that it was also his only one; he had no need for another.
In short, this arrow was quite terrifying and could kill people undetected with a ma.s.sive range. A High G.o.d was once killed by him without seeing a glimpse of him.