Infinite Survival: The winner takes all!

"If we are not mistaken, L7+ is already the highest level set by the system, right?" Gong Yongzhao, the captain of the 'Shenghui' team, asked doubtfully.

"That's true." The captain of the Talimu team, Hadir, answered with certainty, "No matter how hard we try to strengthen our followers, their strength limit cannot exceed the L7+ level."

"It's really puzzling. How did Li Ming and his team manage to make their followers' strength break through to the L8+ level?"

The captain of the 'Storm Rose' team, Carusi, was also in deep confusion. She pondered for a long time but still could not find any clues.

Finally, she had no choice but to ask Sikong Mingshen, "Captain Sikong Mingshen, do you have any guesses?"

"If we can find a clue, perhaps we can get out of our current predicament and no longer be controlled by others."

Hearing this, Gong Yongzhao and Hadir couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

They are now like trapped beasts, controlled everywhere. Isn't it because their followers are not strong enough?

If we can find a way to raise the strength of our followers to L8+ level, we might be able to achieve a stunning reversal and reverse the current disadvantage.

However, Sikong Mingshen's answer was like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing their newly ignited hope.

"Being able to break through the limitations of the system shows that they are not using raw divine power."

"As for the specific method, not to mention that we have no idea right now, even if we really find out the truth, I'm afraid it will be too late in time."

"You're right." Carusi sighed helplessly, "The game has been going on for thirty years. They must have successfully upgraded a follower to L8+ level recently."

"Otherwise, they would have swept away the attacking Dark Temple Legion long ago. How could they have been suppressed by the enemy for so long?"

"Alas, it seems that we can only rely on the corrupted ancient god." Gong Yongzhao was a little depressed. "The strength of the ancient god is at least L9 level. Even if it is slightly reduced due to corruption, it should be between L8+ and L9 levels."

"No one in this plane can contend with such power. It is enough to wipe out the five major clans."

"Having said that, the Dark Temple is now in danger. I'm worried that they won't be able to hold out..." Haldir stopped talking abruptly, as if he was afraid that his prophecy would come true.

He didn't finish his words, but the others understood his meaning. The sadness of not being able to control one's own destiny weighed heavily on everyone's heart.

In stark contrast to their anxiety, Cecily and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"The little man does have a backup plan, but I don't know what he is doing now." Cecily's tone became noticeably lighter, revealing a hint of pleasure.

Dongmen Qiansha guessed thoughtfully: "The captain is probably still studying that mysterious power in depth. After all, this problem has troubled him for a long time."

"Is this the reason why he hasn't been heard from in the past few years?" Yun Shan grumbled with some dissatisfaction, "He should at least take the time to let us know he's safe."

"Perhaps, the captain has been immersed in deep thought, so that he is temporarily unable to communicate with the outside world." Dongmen Qiansha tried to defend Li Ming.

"No, there is another possibility." Xing Mei suddenly interrupted the conversation, revealing a hint of solemnity in her tone, "Li Ming is fighting with the ancient god!"

As if to verify her guess, at this moment, several high-ranking officials of the Vatican hurriedly made emergency contact with them through prayer.

They conveyed a shocking news to the four gods: the original statue of the main god in the main city of Xianjue clan had cracks as dense as spider webs.

When Cecely and the others heard this, they were immediately shocked.

They hurriedly withdrew their consciousness from the fierce battlefield on the front line and quickly shifted it to the main city.

At a glance, the four were extremely shocked to find that the original main god statue with which Li Ming had merged was actually covered with dense cracks.

These cracks were constantly spreading and expanding like living things, and it seemed that they could tear the entire statue apart at any time.

"What should we do now? The captain must be in danger right now, let's think of a solution quickly!" Dongmen Qiansha's voice revealed an anxiety that was hard to conceal.

The destruction of the statue means the immediate death of the player who merges with it.

At this moment, the dense cracks were like the decree of the god of death, silently announcing that Li Ming was hovering on the brink of life and death, with his life hanging by a thread.

Yunshan's words revealed an undisguised panic, "What on earth is this guy doing? Why didn't he tell us anything beforehand?"

Although Cecily was a little flustered, she quickly regained her composure and decisively issued an order, "Don't panic, hurry! Reinforce the statue immediately! Recall all the gods of the Xianjue clan and concentrate their power to reinforce it!"

Xing Mei also hurriedly added: "That's right, and notify Li Jiangnan to have all the members of the Xianjue clan pray to infuse the statue with divine power."

Several oracles came to the Vatican in succession. Pope Li Jiangnan did not dare to neglect them at all. He immediately summoned the summons officer and issued a series of imperial decrees in a rapid succession.

On the fierce battlefield, Theseus suddenly received an urgent order from the Pope, asking him to withdraw all the messengers of the Foresight clan back to the main city.

Although this order was a little unusual, he did not think deeply about the reason.

After all, the current battle situation is completely clear. There are only a million or so defeated soldiers left in the Dark Temple Legion, and the two commanders have also suffered heavy losses. They are simply unable to resist the torrential divine attacks of the many gods' messengers.

At the same time, the Corrupted Winged Corpse Dragon is also restrained by a mysterious strong man.

Therefore, withdrawing Xianjue's messenger from the battlefield will not have much impact on the overall battle situation.

The envoys of the Xianjue clan who quickly retreated to the main city were shocked beyond words when they learned that the original statue of the main god who protected the clan's rise and fall had cracks.

If such news were to leak out, it would inevitably cause a huge storm and trigger unpredictable panic and chaos.

God is the foundation for the Xianjue clan to survive and gain a foothold in this world. Any damage to the main statue of the god is like a disaster as severe as the collapse of heaven and earth.

Fortunately, Pope Li Jiangnan decisively blocked the news at the beginning of the incident.

Therefore, although the members of the Xianjue clan received an order from the Vatican asking everyone to pray, they did not show too much panic or anxiety.

Cecily and the others shifted their attention from the battlefield to the main city. They nervously observed the progress and effects of the gods' reinforcement of the statue.

"It seems to work! The speed at which the cracks spread has obviously slowed down a lot!" Dongmen Qiansha couldn't help but exclaimed.