Chapter 167-3: How dare they do that! (3) |
“This world is likely to be destroyed by the Battle Swarm.”
Upon hearing this, Anstar could not help coughing again, then shook his head and said.
“Anshui, this world is far from as simple as you imagine. The Battle Swarm is not the strongest force in this world. As far as I know, there is a natural-catastrophe level force called the Black Tide, with an even more frightening war potential than the Battle Swarm. The construction of its war system has no shortcomings, and it even has the blessing of Rule power of devouring growth.”
“Black Tide?” Anshui was shocked in his heart.
“Correct. It should be the force you just mentioned in your description. They are the most terrifying power in the Monster World. But I have only touched a corner of this world. Perhaps there exist natural-catastrophe level forces even more frightening than this one.”
“You can understand it this way. This is a super world where strong races stand in great numbers. Even at its peak, the Darkborn Legion, capable of waging war across multiple worlds, would be near the bottom among the strong races in this world. Your idea of destroying the world is far too naive. The more you learn about this world, the more despair you will feel. The peak we once prided ourselves on is nothing but a joke in the eyes of the many peak forces of this world.”
As Anstar continued, waves surged in Anshui’s heart.
Only now did he realize how laughable his thoughts were.
In this world, the Darkborn Legion at its peak did not rank among the peak forces, let alone he, a mere branch legion commander.
As he was now, he was at best a lowest level ant, not even qualified to enter a world class battlefield.
“This is not your fault. The establishment of understanding must have a process. When I led the main lineage into this world, I was as deluded as you. Yet the cruelty of reality made me see the truth and recognize my own insignificance.”
After speaking, Anstar could not help coughing again.
“Your condition seems very poor. What happened?”
Facing the question, Anstar took a deep breath. His battle armor automatically fell away, and a pulsing runic number appeared on his body.
“I have been afflicted by a Rule Curse. This rune is like my death countdown. With each pulse, my life diminishes. Before long I will die under the Rule Curse and enter Reincarnation Remolding.”
With that, the red light faded from Anstar’s eyes.
“According to the traditions of our Darkborn Legion, the next holder of power of the Darkborn Legion will be chosen from the legion commanders of your branch legions, and will hold power until I return after reincarnating ten years from now to take command again.”
“Since you have established contact with me, you are also a contender for the position of holder of power.”
“At present, the Darkborn Legion’s territory in the Monster World has been occupied by the Heaven Curse race. The legion commanders of the main lineage and the branches have each led a portion of our racial kin to different regions of the Monster World to establish territories anew. You also need to establish a Darkborn node in your region, to ensure the survival of the Darkborn Legion.”
Hearing this, a trace of bitterness surfaced on Anshui’s face.
“Right now I have lost everything. How can I establish a territory?”
“I will aid you. I have about five years left to live. During this time I will deliver the stockpiled resources to different nodes. You have a share. In the time to come, I will observe your growth and select a legion commander to take charge of the Darkborn Legion in my stead after my death.”
“But my racial kin have all fallen in battle. I am alone now.”
“No matter. The last cycle of Reincarnation Remolding is about to end. I will allocate a group of our people to your legion.”
After listening, Anshui understood Anstar’s decision.
He intended to reduce the risk of extermination by establishing multiple Darkborn Legion homelands, and at the same time choose his successor according to the development of different nodes, until his return after the cycle of reincarnation.
Faced with Anstar’s invitation, Anshui knew a chance at survival had come.
At this moment, he nodded solemnly.
“Anstar, I will follow your instructions and establish a Darkborn Legion node in the region where I am.”
Anstar nodded wearily.
“I have consumed Darkborn energy to reassemble the node Reincarnation Space in your hand. Next I will gift you the first batch of resources needed for development, as well as the next batch of racial kin returning through reincarnation. Do not let me down.”
With that, Anstar waved sharply amid violent coughing.
The projection scene constructed by spiritual power collapsed at once, and Anshui’s consciousness returned to his body.
Looking up, he found that the Darkborn Reincarnation Space gem had been restored to its original state.
Extending his awareness into the gem, the vast interior space had been reconstructed, but the reserve resources lost within had not returned.
Just then, as the energy cube at the end of the space flickered, the runes on its surface, which had been dormant, began to pulse.
The node that had slumbered for an age was reactivated and connected to the Reincarnation Rule in the hands of Anstar, leader of the main lineage.
This meant he had regained control over the power of death reincarnation and could strengthen the growth potential of his next life through death.
“Hahaha.”
Bitterness had passed, and light broke through the willows.
He had obtained a chance to rise again.
Just as Anstar said, this world is crowded with strong races. High risk at the same time means ultra-high returns.
If the Darkborn Legion could gain a foothold in this world, it would grow to heights far beyond its former peak.
At that moment, a large amount of Darkborn energy poured into the space, generating one dark red crystal after another that piled up on the ground.
Then a huge dark red glowing sphere entered the space.
Anshui had seen this in the inheritance information.
It was a self-destruct device meant to perish together with the enemy, forged from Darkborn energy.
Activated at a critical moment, it could unleash terrifying power to blow up the entire Darkborn space, preventing the enemy from using the Reincarnation Node cube to track the precise locations of other nodes.
Now that the node he controlled had established a connection with the Reincarnation Rule, this defensive measure was very necessary.
It was also a means to protect other legion nodes.
Boom.
The whole space suddenly shook, and Anshui’s consciousness looked toward the end of the treasury.
A crack split open on the surface of the energy cube.
Countless infant embryos surged out from that fissure like a tide. These embryos were wrapped in a transparent membrane. When they hit the ground, the membrane broke. The countless Darkborn Reincarnation warriors fell to the ground and began to cry.
Seeing this, Anshui felt an immediate headache.
Withdrawing his consciousness, he glanced around and decided to find a safe place for the moment.
An hour later, Anshui reentered the Darkborn space.
Facing hundreds of Darkborn Reincarnation warriors crying for milk, he controlled the Reincarnation Node cube to read the historical information of these warriors.
The first batch of Reincarnation warriors numbered 329.
Although they were still in an infant state, they could already establish cognition.
He distributed the inheritance brands to the minds of the corresponding racial kin.
Like a history book, the racial kin returning through reincarnation could flip through it and view the information of their previous lives.
After finishing this, he came to the piled Darkborn crystals and sat cross-legged.
To restore his strength to its peak, he needed ample vitality energy, but the Darkborn crystals could help him repair the injuries to his spiritual consciousness and flesh.
With each breath, the Darkborn crystals in front of him dissolved on their own, transforming into dark red energy that flowed into his body through his mouth and nose.
This energy coursed through him. Wherever it passed, damaged meridians, like parched land meeting sweet rain, rapidly repaired.
Severed muscle fibers intertwined and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye under the nourishment of the energy.
The originally shattered bones emitted faint cracking sounds as they gradually returned to place and were reshaped.
In order to stop the players’ plunder, a clear spring was poured into the nearly depleted sea of consciousness, rippling in layers and dispersing the gloom shrouding the spiritual world.
His originally exhausted and scattered mental state also became clear under the repair of energy.
At last, as the final wisp of energy merged into his body, Anshui slowly opened his eyes.
By now his injuries had healed, and his mental power had returned to its peak state.
Looking ahead, part of the piled crystals had turned to powder, which he waved away from the Darkborn space scene.
After finishing all this, Anshui turned to look at the group of Reincarnation warriors crying for milk.
He sighed, knowing everything had to start from scratch.
Only when this batch of racial kin grew up could he gradually establish a new force.
Fortunately, he had not lost his realm of strength. As long as he had ample vitality energy, he could quickly restore his combat power.
And this group of racial kin also urgently needed vitality energy to speed up their growth.
