Chapter 11658 — The Mouth of the Giant Face Above
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The entire crowd was startled.
Yet strangely enough, apart from being a little ugly and a little chilling, the sound seemed to have no other effect whatsoever.
Surely the thing could not have just been whistling for the fun of it?
But when everyone's gaze shifted away from the giant face and back to the scene before them, their scalps prickled in unison.
The sixty crimson apes before them had, at some unknown point, all raised their palms to cover their own eyes.
"Oh, for heaven's sake!"
Ten thousand cursing beasts stampeded through everyone's minds at once, and they scrambled to widen the distance again, retreating to the farthest remove.
Just like that, the solution of making them stare at each other in pairs was instantly nullified, and the situation reverted to the unsolvable state it had been in at the very beginning.
Five pairs of eyes fixed upon sixty crimson apes.
For a short while it might just barely hold, but by their earlier experience, a collective blink or some such slip was all but guaranteed.
Holding out for three days in such a state—one could well imagine the crushing pressure.
The crux of it was: who knew whether that giant face above would release even more crimson apes?
Wei Zhao tried sending out several clones, attempting to use their lines of sight to restrict the creatures.
Yet before anyone could even begin to hope, in the span of a single second the attempt collapsed.
However numerous and dense the gazes of Wei Zhao's clones, they had not the slightest restraining effect upon the crimson apes.
"Now we're truly finished..."
The short elder was plunged into utter despair.
Wei Zhao teased: "I quite liked that distribution plan of yours from before, Senior. As a junior, I won't compete with you for it—these ape-demons are all yours."
The short elder bristled at once: "All yours! I don't want a single one! Take the whole lot!"
Wei Zhao laughed: "You're quite fickle, Senior."
"..."
The short elder was left speechless, choking on his own words.
The others wore peculiar expressions.
The present situation was plainly far more perilous than before; if they could not produce a solution soon, the odds were high they would all be buried here.
And Wei Zhao still had the leisure to crack jokes?
Zhang Tailing could not help asking again: "Has Young Hero Lin thought of another good idea?"
Everyone's eyes lit up at once, and they all perked up their ears in eager anticipation.
Wei Zhao's earlier plan, childish as it was, had worked on the spot; with his wildly unconstrained way of thinking, perhaps he really could come up with another.
Wei Zhao laughed: "Daoist Zhang, you flatter me far too much. I'm at my wit's end as well right now—merely making the best of a bad lot."
"Is that so?"
Zhang Tailing was half convinced, half doubtful.
They were all in the same boat now; if there truly was a way out, Wei Zhao should not be the sort to keep it hidden.
After all, given the nature of these crimson apes, every extra person meant one more measure of restraint.
Little did they know, Wei Zhao indeed had no solution—but he did not need one.
Because this was now a contest of gods, no longer something a man of his level could meddle in.
Through the perspective of his World Will, apart from the great Ape King above, another god-tier powerhouse was rapidly approaching!
The situation was growing more and more interesting.
When Wei Zhao set out for the Prince of Qi's Estate this time, he had not thought so far ahead; since they had issued him a challenge, he naturally had to come.
With the Prince of Qi's Estate's profound reserves, Wei Zhao knew they would surely stir up some manner of trouble, but even he had never imagined it could reach the level of god-tier powerhouses!
And not just one of them!
What was unfolding before them was a true clash of gods.