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Chapter 519: New Admissions

"Are you thinking of a decapitation strike?" Bai Mo calmly reminded the Stellar Beacon after completing the remaining parts of the Arbitration Array.

He could faintly sense some extremely powerful weapons aiming in the direction of Hanluo City.

Bai Mo had already considered these possibilities when he first began to scheme against the Stellar Beacon.

For a civilization capable of creating existences like "Nuclear Sword Immortals," even if their societal structure remained thousands of years in the past, the military might of their upper echelons was absolutely not to be underestimated. It was only normal for them to hide secret weapons capable of completely wiping a city off the map.

Of course, whether it was an over-the-horizon bombardment or a group assault by God-level experts, Bai Mo had prepared counter-measures. After all, this was a game specifically designed for it.

"Hmph!" The Stellar Beacon, exposed in its thoughts, gave no definitive reply. It merely sent a discreet message to the capital to halt the preparations for launching the Blazing Heavenly Scourge.

It increased the infusion of power into the Arbitration Array. According to their agreement, both it and Bai Mo needed to commit eighty percent of their total power into the array.

This was a task spanning a considerable duration, as both the Stellar Beacon and Bai Mo had embarked on the path of collective consciousness. While this made them incredibly difficult to kill, the trade-off was that mobilizing their full power across space required a significant amount of time.

Beyond the gamble, the Stellar Beacon also had its own calculations. Once the gamble concluded, the Arbitration Array, having fulfilled its purpose, would be directly transformed by it into a super-spatial prohibition that would envelop the entire plane.

The logic of the Arbitration Array was not complex. It consisted of a mother array and two sub-arrays. The mother array was responsible for bearing the power output by both parties in the gamble, temporarily erasing their control imprints. The sub-arrays were each held by one of them, serving as runes representing their respective factions.

When an Origin Seed was placed into the sub-array representing one side, the countdown would begin. If the Origin Seed in the sub-array was snatched away during this process, the countdown would reset.

If, within a quarter of an hour after the countdown ended, the losing party still failed to fulfill their promise, they would permanently lose their portion of power within the array and simultaneously be attacked by all the power stored by the opponent.

...

The Arbitration Array, with its intersecting dark red patterns in the sky, continuously extended outwards as power was infused and activated by both sides. It looked as if many invisible hands were holding rune pens, drawing from the center outwards.

Bai Mo and the Stellar Beacon stood on opposite sides, formally beginning this gamble with heaven and earth as the chessboard and their subordinate civilizations as the pieces.

...

On the ground, tens of thousands of Holy Progenitor projections began to carry out their construction tasks in twos and threes, leaving only the transmigrators of the Flame Alliance staring blankly at each other.

The operation of over a hundred thousand people soul transmigrating to control an entire city through an aerial deployment was simply too far beyond their imagination.

"Are you all people from the Land of White?" Lin Yan Yang asked unwillingly.

"Yes."

"The system means that you can choose to stay here, or you can choose to leave. If you stay, don't stir up trouble." The person speaking said, swaggering on borrowed authority, deliberately emphasizing the five words "don't stir up trouble."

Normally, these ordinary people would never have the courage to speak in a warning tone to the high-and-mighty Tier Four transcendents. This time, it was a chance to vent some frustration, though it held no substantive meaning.

Alas, his punch landed on cotton. The dispirited and dejected members of the Flame Alliance paid no attention to the other party's petty thoughts.

Lin Yan Yang, feeling there was no point, led his group back to their base camp.

...

"You were the one who brought that person here. Did you know his identity all along?" A group of people surrounded Lu Yuesheng, staring at her with burning eyes, as if holding a public trial.

"I... I only found out recently. I know you all know I'm not from the Ark. I'm just an ordinary person who transmigrated more than twenty years ago..."

Facing the wolf-like, predatory gazes, Lu Yuesheng's words became somewhat incoherent. She quickly, like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, revealed her origins.

No matter what, she was just a rookie who had barely reached the Tier Three level by relying on a stat-point system. Being stared at by a group of Tier Four and Tier Five transmigrators was much like an ordinary person being surrounded by a pack of lip-smacking lions.

"Alright, stop scaring her. Yuesheng is also a member of our Flame Alliance. You all agreed to let her join even with full knowledge back then.

Our biggest problem now is how to survive the battle between these two behemoths, and perhaps even gain some benefits."

"Vice-leader, you're still thinking about gaining benefits in this situation?" A voice of doubt immediately spoke up.

"That one's attitude clearly treats us as if we're air. As long as we don't hold him back, there won't be any problems.

If we miss this world, it won't be easy to find the next spatial layer with a civilization. According to the latest news from Ha Si Ta, some of their high-level members who remained on the Ark are still searching for coordinates to other spatial layers."

"Finding suitable coordinates is also a purely luck-based endeavor," a member who understood part of the principle added.

"In any case, we cannot give up on the Manghuang Realm."

"Then... since the two up there are gambling, can we do something to exchange for some resources from them?"

"This would mean picking a side. We can only choose one side and participate as mercenaries."

"Emotionally, I side with the Earthlings. After all, they were once our compatriots. But that person makes one's teeth itch with irritation."

"I think we should first observe how things unfold." Lu Yuesheng, her mood gradually calming, voiced her opinion.

After the Stellar Beacon appeared, she finally understood that the mission Bai Mo had given her—to create chaos in the Manghuang Realm—was already complete. Her troublemaking stat-point system was ultimately just for awakening the Stellar Beacon.

Lu Yuesheng, who had expected to be discarded like a cooked hound once the rabbit was caught, was surprised to find that the system could still continue to operate. She guessed this was Bai Mo's hint, a hint that they could choose to stand on his side and continue to sow chaos in the Wei Dynasty.

"Do you know something?" A young man nearby, noticing a fleeting, unusual glint in Lu Yuesheng's eyes, asked impatiently.

"The two up in the sky seem to have an agreement that they cannot directly interfere in the struggle for the Origin Seed, so we still have a chance."

"If that's the case, we might actually be able to gain some benefits."

"Vice-leader, I know some important information about the Origin Seed. In exchange, I hope to have someone join the Flame Alliance." An unremarkable young man named Mo Tian Fan from the Flame Alliance suddenly said.

"Mo Tian Fan, you want to bring a native onto the Ark?"

"Yes."

"Alright. Our Flame Alliance has three recommendation slots each year. As long as you can provide a certain amount of Contribution Points, and if your information has sufficient weight and the person you bring has no ulterior motives, I will report it to the Alliance Leader."