Who hid My Corpse!-Chapter 262: Eighty-two, let me take over from here.

Chapter 262: Eighty-two, let me take over from here.

In just a few short hours, Lyra had turned into a purgatory.

The once sky-reaching colossal tower had now collapsed for the most part, resembling a rusted sword gnawed upon thousands of times over, while the two gods that had been one were fighting over this rusted blade.

No, it shouldn’t be called fighting, but rather slaughtering. They didn’t use any Divine Power or Rule, and their forms were incomplete upon arrival, making their skirmish look like two starved wolves or wild dogs fighting desperately over the last piece of meat, with each other’s blood and flesh between their teeth and under their claws.

But they were still gods, and the shockwaves from their roars could melt fine steel, their severed limbs could crush houses, and their scattered blood and flesh would turn into sinister-faced Servants of God upon hitting the ground.

The attendants would fight for their lord with bones as swords, until they fell completely.

They wouldn’t actively attack humans, but their sheer numbers still caused considerable trouble for the Devil Knights trying to breach the Sky Tower’s interior, who had managed to reach the grand hall several times but were repelled just as many times.

Because there were simply too many Servants of God in the grand hall.

As the closest to the heart and most crucial battleground, the Sky Tower’s Servants of God were like waves from both sides crashing against each other incessantly.

They charged at each other over and over, only to fall and be crushed again, with their broken flesh piling up and forming new Servants of God who would then continue the charge.

The assaulting Devil Knights used swords, guns, and every available weapon and yet could not completely annihilate them.

Because as long as the two gods did not die, the Servants of God created from their flesh would never truly perish.

“This won’t do!” Ina reluctantly called off the futile attempt after being pushed back once more by the Servants of God in front of the grand hall, “At this rate, we won’t be able to get to Oliver before the final moment… That guy is at the very heart of the Sky Tower.”

All the Devil Knights felt heavy-hearted.

Because they knew what Ina meant by the final moment on two levels.

One, of course, was Yuri’s side with the Order Sword, where the Devil Knights were using their lives to delay the duration of the Order Sword.

Once the Order Sword collapsed, the Lyra God could likely descend into madness, and by then, the target of the Servants of God’s attacks might not only be the new god’s attendants.

The other final moment was, of course…

Ina subconsciously raised her head to look towards the battlefield not far away where the two gods were slaughtering each other.

Although their battle was still intense, any discerning person could see that Lyra was falling behind.

They could both heal their wounds swiftly, but in terms of healing speed, Lyra clearly could not match Eternal Life. Although Lyra appeared more rational and methodical, it could not withstand the seemingly unending vigor of Eternal Life’s attacks, just like the Servants of God on the ground.

Lyra’s Servants of God were human-shaped, resembling warriors, and they could coordinate, pulling steel bars or iron swords from the roadside as weapons.

Whereas Eternal Life’s Servants of God were more agile and crazed Pollutants, with their own bodies as weapons.

Their combat looked like a clash between civilization and barbarity, order and madness.

But the latter had the upper hand.

If Lyra were to be killed by the new god, then all their efforts would come to naught.

But now, they couldn’t even break into the grand hall.

They found for the first time, in the face of the divine’s mighty power, how powerless their own strength was.

They didn’t even know if Oliver was still alive.

Even if Oliver were still alive, even if they managed to break in and find, kill him, what would it change?

Would killing Oliver turn the tide of battle?

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Or even change anything?

They didn’t know.

But other than this, they also had no idea what else they could do.

Especially since there were still countless colleagues in the Fifth Zone, sacrificing their lives to buy them time, this made it even more unbearable for the present Devil Knights to achieve nothing, just watching helplessly.

“Keep charging,” someone said, “Don’t think too much; there’s no time for delay.”

“Charge in there to die?”

“Are you afraid of dying?”

“Who is afraid of dying after coming here? What I’m afraid of is a meaningless death! We are already the last batch!”

“Isn’t that still being afraid of dying?”

Hearing her subordinates’ quarrel, Ina felt a burst of indescribable irritation rising in her heart.

She knew that the mood among the team was low, but she was not adept at handling such situations.

In the Polluted Land, Yuri, not she, was responsible for adjusting the atmosphere within the team, but Yuri was not here now, and she really wasn’t good at… No.

Ina also felt the sense of despair rising in her heart and immediately realized that the more this happened, the more she, as the leader, must not show any negative emotions.

Everyone can collapse, but not the captain.

In a daze, these words echoed in Ina’s mind.

Yet for the moment, she couldn’t remember who had said it to her.

Was it Yuri or…her father?

If Yuri or her father were here, what would they do?