Chapter 147-2: Farewell to the God of Wealth, Return to Anti-Tide (2) |
Anti-Tide Legion, 128th War Legion.
Spiritual patterns crisscrossed the ground, spewing dense spiritual energy.
At the center of the spiritual pattern paths, a burly humanoid man sat cross-legged. A layer of ghostly-glowing scale armor covered his body as he absorbed the energy released by the array beneath him.
In front of him, Broken Star was explaining the discoveries from this trip to the Emperor’s Mound Mountain Range region.
When he heard that the deceased player race trainees had already revived, Elder You suddenly opened his eyes, unable to hide the shock within them.
“Revived?”
“Elder You, according to the player race’s description, it is indeed revival.”
“If I am not mistaken, the player race should have mastered a kind of Rule power. This is fundamentally not a racial innate talent that a single group can possess. Only Rules can produce effects that transcend common understanding like this.”
After listening to Broken Star’s account, Elder You thought of a possibility.
Therefore the player race was very likely a group that had been bestowed a Rule power by the Emperor’s Sign back then. They carried this Rule out of Monster World and established a new homeland in an extraterritorial world.
This could also explain why members of the player race could revive after death.
No matter how outrageous the setup, it could be explained when placed upon the Emperor’s Sign.
Even the Anti-Tide god they revered had once served the Emperor’s Sign, and the Rule he mastered also came from the Emperor’s Sign’s grace.
Thinking of this, Elder You looked at Broken Star standing before him and said in a deep voice.
“What do the revived members of the player race say?”
“They say they want to return to the Anti-Tide training camp.”
Elder You did not answer. After a long silence he nodded and said.
“Their performance in the first phase training camp was good and earned high praise from Mad Sand. Since they have already revived, I can permit them to return to the training camp.”
“But according to the Anti-Tide Legion’s regulations, they failed to complete the program to advance from the first phase to the second phase, so they will need to retrace the first phase journey to the second phase.”
“Understood. I will go inform them at once.” A hint of joy surfaced in Broken Star’s eyes.
“No need. I will go with you this time.”
With that, Elder You stood up, reached both hands forward, and slowly pushed them apart.
The invisible spatial barrier was torn open, and a spatial fissure formed ahead.
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Emperor’s Mound Mountain Range, ancient battlefield.
While waiting for the God of Wealth to return, Li Zheng was chatting with his brothers of the Grind Kings.
In the upper left of his view was a minimized forum interface, below was a minimized livestream video window, and on the right was a minimized regional voice channel chat box.
He was still chewing on Silver-Tail Fish meat bought at the Trading House and roasted by a Spirit Chef player.
“Brother Li, why hasn’t the God of Wealth come back yet? Is there a possibility that we’ve been completely eliminated?” Dirt Poor said with a conflicted expression.
“Don’t jinx it. We sacrificed ourselves for Ghosty and the others. However you look at it, that’s a plus. We should absolutely be given another chance.” Li Zheng glared at Dirt Poor.
“True, we were insanely cool at the time…”
Just then, a spatial fissure suddenly appeared in the sky.
Two figures flew out of the spatial fissure, traversed the void midair, trailing afterimages, and in unimaginable speed stopped before them.
Besides the familiar God of Wealth, Elder You had come along this time as well.
Compared to the burly Elder You, who was close to three meters tall, Broken Star standing at his side looked very much like a small puppet toy.
“Elder You.” Li Zheng and the others greeted him one after another.
“I hear you want to enter the training camp again?” Elder You’s lips curled up as he asked with a smile.
“Yes, Elder You, please give us a chance.” Li Zheng requested with eager eyes.
Elder You did not answer that question. With a curious look he asked.
“Could you let me meet the high level racial members of your player race?”
“They are in an extraterritorial world. Once we enter Monster World we cannot contact them.”
After hearing Li Zheng’s explanation, Elder You focused his gaze on Li Zheng’s pupils. After a long silence he nodded and said.
“It seems you carry many secrets. It is fine if you do not want to speak of them, but since you have chosen to join the Anti-Tide Legion, you must be clear about your position. I hope you will not disappoint me.”
As Li Zheng and the others nodded repeatedly, Elder You raised his hand, and an invisible energy lifted them up into the sky.
Curious, Li Zheng focused his gaze on Elder You. Analysis ability activated.
[You Qiong]
Hunt Level: level 388
Target Introduction: An elder of the Netherwalker race, one of the ten royal races of the Anti-Tide Legion, currently serving as the highest person in charge of logistics for the Anti-Tide Legion’s 128th War Legion.
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Seeing Elder You’s hunt level, the Grind Kings members were stunned.
They had been too busy learning about the training camp last time and forgot to check the analysis. Only now did they realize how terrifying Elder You’s strength was.
In the eyes of players, the invincible macho Champion Fighter Skyfall is only level 358.
Elder You’s strength has actually reached level 388, thirty levels higher than the Champion Fighter.
“Guide, what is the win rate if Elder You and Skyfall fight?” Curious, Family-Sharing Stepdad asked in the voice channel.
Guide’s clone hovered beside him, propping its chin with a thoughtful look.
“The higher Hunt Level goes, the harder each level becomes, and every level brings a substantial increase in strength. The Champion Fighter’s Hunt Level is thirty levels lower than the bald man’s. In terms of pure physical strength alone he could beat three Champion Fighters. More importantly, he has the Power of War as a blessing and also masters many war god techniques granted by Rules. If they really fought, he could probably kill a vanful of Champion Fighters.”
Hearing Guide’s answer, Li Zheng was stunned.
“That strong?!”
“What else did you expect?”
“I remember the Champion Fighter also has a Rule blessing, that so-called power of Battle Soul?”
“The gap between Rules is enormous. The War God Seal on the bald man is far stronger than the power of Battle Soul… but it still depends on battle conditions. If both sides fight under completely equal conditions, the Champion Fighter will surely win. With the blessing of Battle Soul gained during combat, it will grow stronger the more it fights, and every clash will make it grow.”
“So that’s how it is.” Li Zheng nodded in sudden understanding.
“Guide, where does Elder You’s combat power stand within the Anti-Tide Legion?” At this moment, Murderous Intent Rising interjected curiously.
“Without concrete data I cannot analyze precisely, but judging from the analysis entry, Elder You is already a core-circle member of the Anti-Tide Legion. Although he is in charge of logistics, within the Anti-Tide Legion he should rank in the second tier of combat power.”
“This is only the second tier?” Li Zheng was dumbfounded.
“The first tier must be the commanders who lead the wars on each front of the Anti-Tide Legion. Through the long feedback of war over the ages, they likely already approach demigod level, or even already possess demigod level combat power. Elder You is very likely not in the first combat tier.”
After listening to Guide’s analysis, Li Zheng could already imagine how strong the Anti-Tide God behind the Anti-Tide Legion must be.
It is probably true god level, no longer measurable by the numbers of Hunt Level.
“God of Wealth, did you pass your trial?” At this time Dirt Poor spoke up, interrupting Li Zheng’s thoughts.
He followed by looking up at the God of Wealth.
Facing the question, the God of Wealth nodded.
“I redid a round of assessment and have already passed the trial. After my leave ends, I will head to the war front.”
“The front line is so dangerous, remember to protect yourself.” Dirt Poor said with a worried look.
Hearing this, Broken Star smiled and shook his head.
“Every warrior is a betting chip for the Anti-Tide Legion to win the war. For victory we can give everything. Protecting myself is not within my core considerations. As long as the sacrifice is meaningful, I will not hesitate.”
Li Zheng opened his mouth, about to say that Broken Star sounded brainwashed, but after glancing at Elder You he swallowed the words.
Broken Star seemed to see through Li Zheng’s thoughts and said with a smile.
“This is an endlessly looping war, and countless warriors like me are growing. Among them are many with outstanding talent, with growth gifts beyond common imagination, yet most are buried on the battlefield. I may be no exception.”
As he spoke, Broken Star fell silent for a moment, then continued.
“Every day eight million Anti-Tide warriors die. This is only the regular casualty figure. If total war breaks out, the deaths will increase severalfold, even by dozens of times. Now do you have a concept of the front line? I have long been prepared to die at the front.”
The data Broken Star stated so lightly left the Grind Kings members dumbfounded.
With eight million deaths in regular conflicts every day, nearly three billion Anti-Tide warriors would die in a year.
That number truly frightened them.
The human race on Earth is only a scale of two billion. Judging by numbers alone, it is not enough to fill the consumption of a single year.
One can imagine how brutal the Anti-Tide Legion’s front-line war is.
And this is only under regular conflicts, not counting the death figures during total war. It is truly terrifying.
No wonder the progress of the training camp is pushed so fast. Most warriors are destined to be line fillers.
By means of raising Gu through war, they cultivate true elite soldiers of war. Only this portion counts as the Anti-Tide Legion’s core combat power.
It can be seen that when Broken Star said there were 500 first phase training camps, he was referring to the training camps of the Anti-Tide 128th War Legion. The other War Legions also have their own recruit training camps.
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