Almost as soon as Shao Tianming had been beaten back—
"…!"
"…"
Long Hua and Tian Cheng turned their attention to Ye Chen, who comes up from behind them with his greatsword lifted over his head.
"Tch."
Evading the attack, Long Hua clicks his tongue.
Through his divine senses, Long Hua sees that the surviving Sinners have managed to find their way to this abandoned city, and are currently scattered about—dealing with the other enemies.
(First, it's surnamed Shao and his goons, and now it's surnamed Ye; these assholes are really giving me plenty of face.)
Recovering his stance, Ye Chen mutters—
"An Ye."
Following this, black plates of armor manifested around Ye Chen, and latched onto his body. The upper portion of this black armor is reminiscent of a trench coat, while its full-faced helmet has two horns jutting upwards.
With his Partial-Apotheosis state active, Ye Chen charges at Long Hua once more.
"Uh…?"
Just as Long Hua thought to raise his right hand—to block off Ye Chen's incoming attack, he noticed how heavy his limb had become.
(This is… Gravity manipulation?)
As there is only Ye Chen here, Long Hua can only assume this to be an ability of the former's.
"…"
"…"
*Chi! Chi! Chi!* meeting Long Hua's gaze, electricity spews from Tian Cheng's joints, as she reaches her left hand towards the former, and just barely manages to get them both out from underneath Ye Chen's blade; however—
*Boom!!!* the shockwave created by this strike—that is reinforced through gravity manipulation, still manages to send them both flying!
"Dammit."
Recovering his balance while in the air, Long Hua brings Tian Cheng and himself back to the ground, and asks—
"Anything damaged?"
Towards Long Hua's question, Tian Cheng shakes her head, and separates from him.
Standing side by side—
"Surnamed Ye…"
"…Surnamed Shao."
Shao Tianming and Ye Chen exchanged a glance at each other—prior to turning their attention to Long Hua and Tian Cheng, with a gleam of hostility in their eyes.
And as if the situation isn't already bad enough as it is—
"…"
Holding a dagger in each hand, Wang Yongning lands to the right of Ye Chen, and—
"Liè Bái."
Undergoing Partial-Apotheosis as well, Wang Yongning's figure is dressed in a white suit of armor with two ribbons—covered in white flames, flowing downwards from the shoulders.
Unlike the helmets of Ye Chen and Shao Tianming, Wang Yongning's helmet only covers half of his face, leaving the mouth portion exposed.
(I guess that's surnamed Wang?)
Removing the chain whip, which is still wrapped around his right wrist, and tossing it aside, Long Hua frowns beneath his helmet. Facing these three together—with his current strength, can only be seen as suicidal.
Assessing the situation in silence, Long Hua thought—
(Hmm. Partial-Apotheosis, was it? If surnamed Shao's endurance and surnamed Ye's strength are anything to go by, it's not impossible—for them to contend against higher realm practitioners, especially so when the practitioner is outnumbered.)
(*-laoban, pull! Pull before it's too late! It's your only way out of this mess!)
"…"
Towards the Tai Xuan Emperor's plead, Long Hua's expression darkens immediately, as he glances at the magic array, while thinking—
(There's still quite a bit of time left before this magic array expires…)
Seeing this to be the case, Long Hua takes out the physical strength boosting talisman.
"Hm?"
Seeing the item that Long Hua had just pulled out to be a talisman, Shao Tianming and Wang Yongning—beneath their helmets, narrowed their eyes.
In response to Long Hua's action, the Tai Xuan Emperor says—
(That isn't anywhere near enough! Your opponent isn't just those three!)
Clicking his tongue, Long Hua begrudgingly replies—
"70 pulls away from pity; take whatever the hell is needed to finish it."
(Seems like we're finally on the same page, *-laoban.)
Heaving a sigh, Long Hua is just about to crush the talisman, but—
(Hang on, your wallet barely has enough for even a ten pull…)
"Put it on my tab."
(You seriously think this to be a mobile game, where you can just swipe a credit card, and pay it back later?!)
"What? You don't think it is?"
Noticing the oddity of the current situation, Ye Chen raises his voice, and asks—
"Wait, you actually speak our language?"
"…!"
"Uh?"
Had Ye Chen not pointed this out, Shao Tianming and Wang Yongning wouldn't have noticed, as they remark—
"An Immortal that actually speaks our language?"
"Well, this is a first."
Sensing her opportunity to acquire resources starting to vanish, the Tai Xuan Emperor quickly says—
(*-laoban, don't let your guard down! Even if they seem open to talking peacefully, they-)
"Hmph, this Immortal can indeed speak, and understand your language."
"Then…?"
Before any of them is able to respond, Long Hua cuts them off by saying—
"You want to ask this Immortal, why does our race invade this world?"
As the three nod, Long Hua smiles beneath his helmet, and answers—
"If I said, I don't know, would any of you believe me?"
Taking the three's silence to mean no, Long Hua raises a sigh.
There never was any room for them to talk peacefully—under their current identities as Sinners, and a practitioner, for the denizens of this world can only see a practitioner as their natural enemy.
"Qie, you said—you'd take rare metals and minerals as pull currency. How much is the crystal cluster above us worth?"
(Enough to reach your pity!)
Crushing the talisman, Long Hua immediately feels his physical strength being much stronger than before.