Chapter 246-2: Choice of Faith, Cross-Boundary War (2) |
Blood King leapt straight from the top of the high building, and the war priests behind him followed suit.
Before long, countless glowing red compound eyes lit up in the darkness, sweeping through the entire city like sparks.
The vast war legion started once more and advanced under Blood King’s lead toward the location of the invading force.
Along the way they could occasionally see small groups formed by the invading force riding special vehicles to hurry along.
For these invaders, Blood King would strike directly and kill them.
But this was also Blood King’s most puzzling question.
The invaders who descended upon the home world lacked all the traits that an invading force should have.
Using his own experience of invading other worlds as reference, an invading force must first establish clear strategic nodes. For example, every advance of 65 nodes in distance must have a forward base with a communications network.
Using the descent point as the core and spreading like a spiderweb, that is the reasonable mode of conquest.
They were more like guests who came to visit, all initiating invasion battles in small groups, with no clear purpose, plundering wherever they went.
They never considered that there might be danger along the way, nor did they think about how to escape if they were surrounded with no follow-up support.
They plundered everywhere in a very chaotic manner.
He did not think that this chaotic mode of plunder was unworkable.
But its feasibility must be based on having strength that crushes all.
This invading force was strong, but clearly not strong enough to ignore the native forces.
Yet they still adopted a purposeless invasion strategy and could not organize an effective war legion at all.
Secondly, this alien force had two extremely bizarre aspects.
The lives they killed, whether super beasts or the super beast warriors within, would turn into black mist and dissipate.
Most of the flesh and blood and other matter on their bodies would vanish into thin air.
It was like a body sucked dry, leaving only useless residue.
Thinking of how he possessed a similar ability and could gain bodily enhancements after killing, he suspected this force had mastered a kind of rule power.
Its effect was to devour the life abilities on the slain targets and convert them into their own power.
If this conjecture was true, this invading force was far more terrifying than he had imagined.
But in any case, the footsteps of war would not stop.
Unless the invading force chose to withdraw on their own.
At the break of dawn, the Blood Pool Legion arrived at a city likewise fallen into ruins.
A new round of great war was about to begin.
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Three hours later.
The fallen city was reclaimed, but it had long since become ruins, with no resources left.
The Super Beast Legion paused briefly, then rushed to the next city.
After successively reclaiming four cities, the legion under Blood King’s lead arrived at Deathbreath City.
Outside the city, a massive army of players had already taken their positions.
On the rear city wall, God King stood quietly wearing a silver-white long robe, his gaze fixed on the edge of the horizon. As the blood-colored tide rose with the morning sun, there was anticipation in his expression.
This was still his first time organizing a cross-boundary war.
Though the opponent was strong, his own players were fully capable of fighting.
By comparison, the Earthmind Bully, whom he knew inside out, was the most troublesome opponent.
Casting his gaze back to the edge of the horizon, the Super Beast Legion swept in from the sky’s rim like a blood-colored giant python.
At the very front of the legion, all manner of super beasts were arranged densely. Their bodies were incomparably huge, and the momentum of their advance was immense.
Behind the Super Beast Legion, smaller in size yet far more numerous super beast warriors followed in a dense mass, covering the entire land without a gap.
In the sky, flying super beasts blotted out the sun. When their wings overlapped, they formed a dark cloud that completely blocked the sunlight.
It was as if a dark cloud covering the earth was pressing in from afar. The airflow generated by their wingbeats was like a hurricane passing through.
God King was extremely composed, having experienced wars great and small.
He had seen the scene of a terrifying Black Tide sweeping through. The charge of the Super Beast Legion, in his eyes, had only a sense of power, far less visually shocking than the Black Tide.
“Thank you, brothers, for trusting me to serve as commander this time. Next, we will fight side by side once again.”
With that, the legion channel was muted for all, and God King activated the Brain Overclocking trait.
An indescribable clarity spread from his temples to his whole head, as if the performance of the brain’s processor had been suddenly turned up.
With the trait activated, his thoughts became exceptionally smooth, like a clogged pipe suddenly cleared.
Concepts that had been vague automatically linked into clear logical chains and resolved themselves.
Memory was like a well-organized filing cabinet. Whatever he needed could be pulled out instantly: the contents of the warfare studies books he flipped through last week at the Emperor’s Mound Village library, knowledge from other books he casually browsed… all within reach.
In the regional voice channel, the speaking speed of other players seemed to have been turned down in playback rate.
He could predict the end of a sentence before the speaking player finished it.
Owl-Headed Fiend, on.
In an instant, his view pushed forward like a lens. The scene ahead suddenly zoomed in, with every detail presented down to the smallest fraction.
Perception pierced through everything without obstruction. Even the turbid elemental particles drifting in the Etherbreath World’s air were clearly visible.
Different from what the naked eye saw, space under Owl-Headed Fiend mode seemed to be reconstructed.
If the world seen by Owl-Headed Fiend was 100 percent, then what the naked eye saw was not even 1 percent.
Perceptual vision was not the naked eye’s single-point focus but multi-dimensional coverage. Without shifting his gaze, he could see everything within the enveloped range at the same time.
Lord, on.
A burning mark appeared on God King’s forehead as War Lord mode activated.
Blood-colored energy spread like an aura to envelop the spellcaster group players in front. Marks of the aura immediately appeared under the feet of the spell-type players.
God King slightly parted his lips, and white airflow continuously poured into his mouth.
But the strength of Qi Eater, besides being affected by inherited soul level and mental power intensity, was also influenced by the environment.
Compared to Monster World, the environment of the Etherbreath World was far inferior by more than a little. The efficiency of Qi Eater filtering impurities in the air to absorb energy became extremely poor.
Scatter Arrows and Siphon followed, activating in turn.
Mental beams automatically linked to the two players standing behind him.
The two players responsible for serving as power banks immediately took out mental recovery potions, ready to drink at any time to provide God King with command sustain.
“Groups 21, 22, 23… remain on standby. The rest of the brothers in the tank regiment groups, get ready.”
With God King’s words, tank build players at the very front of the player legion all released their Vital Qi inherited souls. Scarlet air currents spun around their bodies like vortices.
At the very center of this main battle line was the tank regiment of God King’s guild.
The weapons of the 3,000 tank players were all in bracer form. Most were bare-chested, back muscles knotted like raging dragons, and the blood vessels on their vein-bulging necks pumped boiling Vital Qi.
Before the charge began, they crouched, like a pack of fierce beasts about to break free of their chains.
As God King gave the charge order, thousands of streams of crimson Vital Qi erupted like a flood of lava from a volcanic eruption.
With the boost of Vital Qi, their bodies shot forward abruptly. Scarlet airflow gushed from their pores, trailing red tail flames behind them.
The ground fractured beneath their feet. Hard rock strata shattered like fragile thin ice, exploding into spiderweb cracks the instant their steps landed.
The tank regiment’s speed grew faster and faster. Under high load, their muscle fibers hummed like bowstrings pulled taut.
The tank regiment of the God Temple Guild also roused the emotions of other nearby tank build players.
Many tank build players charging forward could not hide their envy when they looked at the God Temple Guild’s tank players.
Because this was precisely the target they were chasing.
The tank regiment of a top guild was simply not on the same level as them.
The God Temple tank regiment was the pinnacle in the eyes of tank build players on the forum. Each one was steel tempered in the furnace of war in the starter village, an iron-wall shield seasoned by a hundred battles.
As long as they were on the battlefield, they were the firmest guardians for the players behind them.