Chapter 820 - - 577 as powerful as a million soldiers with a single word_3

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“Human Emperor, can Thunder Skill really lead to sanctification?” A Heavenly General from the Thunder Division couldn’t help but ask.

“Without trying, there will never be a chance,” Duge smiled and said.

“Alright, I’ll trust you this once,” the Heavenly General glanced at Five Thunder Emissaries’ Guantian Jun and resolutely flew out of formation, standing behind Duge.

“Guantian Jun, I want to fight for myself.” Another Heavenly General was silent for a moment, saluted Guantian Jun, and also flew out of formation.

Where there’s one, there’s two, and where there’s two, there’s three.

The Daoist Rhyme that Duge depicted, the blue visions he presented were too tempting, no one could remain unmoved.

They had been stuck at their current Realm for far too long, and Tirelessly Ruinous magnified the evil thoughts in their hearts.

They were not invited to the Flat Peach Banquet, the Immortal Pills were fixed in quantity, the Immortal Emperor had blocked the pathway to class promotion, only to enslave them, and they had unwittingly accepted this as fact.

Duge was right; given the chance to be human, who would want to be a dog!

“Idiots, all of them are idiots,” Xianyou True Monarch watched as more and more soldiers from the Thunder Division left, trembling with anger, his moves became disordered, and he couldn’t help letting out a scream when Black Bear King unexpectedly stabbed him in the hip with a spear.

Watching his hesitant subordinates, Five Thunder Emissaries’ Guantian Jun sighed, “Go then, all of you, go!”

Upon saying this, he flashed over to Duge, saluted him, and stood behind him.

The Thunder Division soldiers had no more burdens and followed one after another.

Longevity Emperor and Bai Da looked at each other, suddenly feeling that the battle they were fighting had lost all meaning.

Longevity Emperor watched Duge’s retreating figure, his gaze flickering, deep in thought.

“What is your name?” Duge asked a Heavenly General.

“Zhang Delu,” the Heavenly General hesitated for a moment before answering.

“The Heavenly Court’s defeat is decided, are you willing to take a gamble for yourself?” Duge asked with a smile.

“…” Zhang Delu was silent.

“Zhang Delu, before the two armies, I called out your name, and everyone knows you now,” Duge shook his head and said, “Have you ever thought, one day, without needing me, your name could still shine across the land, instead of being included in ‘Heavenly Soldiers’ when I address you.”

Like an arrow, Duge’s words shot straight to Zhang Delu’s heart. His eyes instantly reddened as he clasped his hands in a salute to Duge and said loudly, “Human Emperor, Zhang Delu wishes to follow you.”

“It’s not about following me, but living for yourself, to live with dignity and thought like a human being,” Duge said with a smile, encouragingly, “and for that one in a million chance to become sanctified.”

“Brothers, I’m rebelling, who will join me?” Zhang Delu took a deep breath, raised his arm and shouted loudly.

“I will,” his lieutenant stepped forward, standing behind him.

“Say your name,” Duge looked at the lieutenant and said.

“Wang Chun,” the lieutenant replied, blushing.

“Who else is willing? Say your name out loud in front of the formation, let everyone know that you are not nameless Heavenly Soldier A or B,” Duge nodded affirmatively at him and scanned the crowd.

“Guo Changfeng is willing.”

“Liu Lianshan is willing.”

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Above the clouds, names rose up one after another, quickly joining together.

Duge quietly waited for them, not interrupting with a word, he gave everyone dignity with his actions.

“How could this happen? How could this be?”

Among the calling of names, Xianyou True Monarch was at his wit’s end, completely losing his composure. He couldn’t understand how the tide of the battle had turned so quickly and so utterly, leaving his forces completely over to the enemy.

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