Chapter 458: True Demon Movement, New Dungeon: Peerless Divine Weapon

The boundless chaotic sea, the vast ocean that gave birth to the world.

No one knows how vast this place is, and no one knows how many worlds there are here.

Every minute and every second, the world is being born, and every moment, the world is being destroyed.

There are so many worlds here that they are as numerous as the grains of sand in the Ganges.

Whenever a new light appears, it means that a new world is born, constantly evolving and nurturing life.

And when the extremely bright and dazzling pearl goes out, it means that this world has been destroyed.

Maybe it was self-destructive, or maybe it was destroyed by external forces.

A massive, almost heaven-reaching, infused wall stretched across the center of the known extent of the boundless Chaos Sea, like a sharp sword, severing the vast expanse of the world into two diametrically opposed regions.

It is a division almost at the dimensional level, a power that surpasses heaven and earth.

On one side, countless brilliant and colorful points of light are shining with the brilliance of intelligent creatures all the time, creating an increasingly splendid and colorful civilization.

On the other side, there was a dead silence as dark as ink, completely presenting a pitch-black darkness.

If someone could get a little closer at this time, they would be able to see that in that dark area, there were clearly pieces of world debris connected together.

Deathly silence, nothingness, destruction, and slaughter.

These are the main themes here.

Immortal gods who can destroy countless worlds with a wave of their hands are colliding and fighting. Even the aftermath of the battle can wipe out countless powerful people who have reached the third level of godhood.

Countless creatures were fighting in front of the Wall of Light, and it seemed like they would never stop.

Killing is eternal here.

One is bright and the other is dark. The two camps are separated by a wall of light. It is unknown how long they have been killing each other.

The world is constantly being born.

Those new points of light are discovered, entered, explored, and their ownership is determined.

Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals.

Almost every moment, the world erupts with deadly black power, eventually turning it into ruins and debris.

All the creatures therein have fallen and become part of the dark camp, once again joining the battle for the world in front of the Wall of Light.

Likewise, every moment, a new world is born with an indescribable burst of colorful light.

These worlds were captured by the "tentacles" extending from behind the Wall of Light, incorporated into their sphere of influence, and became part of the boundless sea of ​​stars, bursting with even brighter light.

This was the war that affected the entire boundless chaotic sea.

The immortals and gods, led by the Heavenly Court, united all the forces they could to form the God Alliance, and worked together to fight the true demons until today.

Somewhere in the ruins of a world "destroyed" by a true demon, an extremely luxurious palace is floating and wandering in the universe.

Not far from the hall is a planet covered with a gray shadow.

The intelligent civilization that had originally completed the unification of civilization and was about to point its sword at the starry sea collapsed in an instant.

The technologies created by countless predecessors have become scrap metal, and killing and destruction have become the main theme of this planet.

It seems that the intelligent creatures on this planet have simply become more warlike, and due to the large-scale global war, they have entered a technological recession, which may lead to a technological gap and eventually regress to the ancient times when they used swords, spears, and halberds to fight.

It seems that the power of the real devil has not changed anything.

But no one knows that this is not simply about making the race warlike, loving destruction and killing.

This civilization, still at war, may never know that its own race's creativity has been locked, and all its technologies will only remain the same or regress as time goes by.

There will never be any progress.

Once a technology disappears, future generations will never be able to replicate it.

Until they degenerated due to fighting and war into a group of intelligent primitive people who could no longer even use a stick.

They possessed the propriety, righteousness, integrity, and sense of justice of intelligent creatures of the interstellar age, and wisdom far beyond their time, but they had degenerated to the point where they could no longer even make stone tools, and had even lost such almost instinctive abilities as planting and domestication.

Being enveloped by the power of the true devil is like the reverse evolution of the world.

From nothing to something, and finally from something to nothing.

Inside the palace between the stars, a miniature nuclear battery obtained from who knows where is working diligently, driving a glazed palace lantern with carvings of dragons and phoenixes to emit a faint blue glow, illuminating the dark golden palace with some light.

Reclining on a barbaric bronze couch, a young man in casual clothes was lazily admiring a stone slab floating in front of him.

With every breath he took, scarlet flames would burst out from the giant beast skulls embedded in the palace walls, emitting an increasingly strong black aura.

"The decorations you brought back this time are great, I like them very much. Other people's tastes are terrible, they don't understand the beauty of art at all. Yours is the most to my liking."

"Alas, this is how it feels to be a true demon. Apart from destruction, only these decorations I collected before destruction can barely bring some comfort to my insatiable soul."

The figure kneeling on one knee below seemed to have become accustomed to this super-mixed underworld style that was a mixture of ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign styles, and did not care about the young man's praise.

He did not respond, but continued to report calmly.

"The seed we planted on Blue Star has been killed. The power of the True Demon has neither erupted nor returned."

“.”

The young man's somewhat cheerful mood suddenly disappeared.

Just a slight increase in breathing caused an indescribable terrifying pressure to burst out from the hall.

Whether it was the grand hall with carved beams and painted rafters, the nuclear-powered night light that had just been praised, or some other exquisite decorations, they were all reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye, leaving nothing behind.

What was even more terrifying was that just a leak of pressure was enough to overwhelm the planet shrouded in the power of the true devil.

Continental plates are breaking apart and the planet is collapsing.

This planet had already suffered a devastating disaster. The pseudo-star civilization that was just one step away from conquering the sea of ​​stars disappeared silently from this world, ushering in its complete doomsday.

The young man's face revealed a morbid intoxication. "As expected! Everything is illusory. Only destruction can truly fill and soothe this empty hole in my heart that has nowhere to rest. Destroy! Destroy!"

The figure from before, clad in armor, remained kneeling on one knee in the universe, unmoving. "My Lord, what should we do next? The Immortal Realm has now transformed into the Wall of Sighs. We can no longer send mature demon seeds into the homelands of the immortals and gods."

"Besides that, is that power that can completely destroy the demon species and prevent the spread of the true demonic power the original demon that the adults once instructed us to find? If not, should we investigate and target it?"

"Maybe."

The young man sneered sinisterly.

"It's normal for the seeds to be strangled. The Heavenly Court won't allow our forces to cause trouble in their hometown forever. The fact that they've been able to persist for so many years is beyond my expectation."

"But those bastards in Heaven won't be able to be so proud for too long. The power of the True Demons can be eliminated, but it can never be cut off, even in their heartland."

"Go down and do it the same way you arranged other worlds. Use the original power of the world to give birth to another batch. Don't those old guys like to train soldiers? Then give their younger generations some fun."

"Yes, sir." The armored man said solemnly, "What about that being that looks like the original demon?"

"Even if it's true, it's just a primitive demon that hasn't grown up yet, a thing like an ant, which can be destroyed in the blink of an eye."

The young man looked extremely disdainful.

"Even so, we can't just sit back and watch. So, in the next hundred years, we should triple the number of cannon fodder we send out to destroy the world, and raise them to a higher realm."

"It doesn't matter if we fail. We can send all those cannon fodder who failed to complete their mission to the Wall of Sighs to consume the power of the Godly Alliance. Sooner or later, that guy will appear on the front lines himself."

"Sir, since failure is fine, isn't this a bit too radical? This already exceeds the number of our kind that other lords have transformed after destroying worlds." The armored man was shocked. "Furthermore, we can't send our kind in the True Immortal or True God realms to those newly discovered worlds. This won't be hidden from the eyes of the Pantheon Alliance."

"Then we should knock them down from the True Immortal Realm to the third level of the Ascension God Realm. Their control over the laws and life forms are not comparable to those of normal Ascension God Realms."

The young man said extremely terrifying words without a care in the world.

The fate of countless practitioners was decided in the blink of an eye.

It took countless years of hard practice to achieve the long life I have today.

Now, just because of a word from the young man, these people are going to be demoted to a lower realm and become cannon fodder to kill the suspected original demon.

Lu Wenwu, who was far away in the reserve camp, naturally had no idea that a huge net was coming over him.

Now he is choosing the first copy after his ascension.

"A copy of the God-ascending Realm. I'm really looking forward to it."

Lu Wenwu lay comfortably on the sofa, constantly flipping through the system panel to see the worlds he could choose from, feeling relaxed.

Compared to the randomness in the human world, he prefers this method of being able to choose by himself.

"Xiaobao, Maomao, do you have any ideas?" he asked, tilting his head.

Maomao, who was lying on his stomach beside Lu Wenwu's legs, walking with a big bell, showed his signature golden retriever smile and said innocently, "Master, whatever you decide is fine! Maomao has become very powerful in the Time House!"

Lu Wenwu smiled and rubbed its soft and furry belly.

It’s still easier to have a dog.

"Just be happy. I need to sleep! I need to rest! I agreed that after ascending, I could sleep twenty hours a day. Look at what you've done, you damn fool!"

Xiaobao's exasperated voice came from the hanging basket cat bed on the roof, mixed with the muffled "bang bang bang" sound of the cat's tail hitting the bed.

This means that the kitten is in a very upset mood.

Lu Wenwu smiled awkwardly and didn't dare to say anything.

After he realized that the Time Chamber was of no use to him, he threw Maomao in there, along with Xiaobao.

But what he didn't expect was that after paying the ticket and entering, he would have to use up the time before he could come out.

You can delay and buy the ticket later, but you can't leave early.

As for Lu Wenwu's ticket, the validity period is five years, which is five days in the outside world.

Although five years is not a big deal, it is too short for a normal practitioner.

Not to mention the realm of becoming a god, even for the A-level in the human world, some practitioners would have to spend more than this period of time in seclusion at one time.

In the blink of an eye, five years have passed!

But yeah.

For Xiaobao, who had originally planned to live comfortably for a hundred years after coming up, supervising and guiding Maomao's cultivation for five whole years was undoubtedly a heavy blow to his soul.

This resulted in Xiaobao chasing Lu Wenwu and beating him up in the God of War Arena for three whole days. Later, Lu Wenwu treated Xiaobao to a delicious meal, provided him with top-notch cat-stroking services and a large amount of delicious food, and Xiaobao finally calmed down.

Lu Wenwu, who is no longer a weakling, can certainly fight back.

But it's not necessary.

If you really fight back, you will be beaten for more than just three days.

"I'm staying here anyway, so if you go out on a mission, remember to do my share as well."

Lu Wenwu shrank his neck and began to choose the copy he liked.

Every time you go to a dungeon, it is a new adventure and an opportunity for inspiration to collide.

If possible, he personally prefers to go to some world that he has never experienced before, and the kind where he can punch his way to a meat rack.

He simply passed over the technological world.

If possible, it would be enough to just go to a place like Coconut Juice City once. I never want to be tortured again.

I've been to Xiuxian before, and I don't really want to go again.

I've also been to the apocalyptic wasteland, and fighting zombies mixed with high-tech weapons is too boring, just like punching bags.

Interstellar high-level martial arts?

This seems interesting, I'll write it down as a backup.

Lu Wenwu screened through thousands of worlds, but he was not satisfied with any of them.

There are a few that look good, but the world's carrying capacity is not enough.

Either only one person is allowed to enter, or only those who have reached the first level of godhood can enter.

This is very embarrassing.

After searching for a long time, Lu Wenwu finally set his sights on a world with a background that tended to be high-level martial arts mixed with fantasy.

[Instance: Peerless Divine Weapon]

[World Background: During the Warring States Period, nations clashed for supremacy. Amidst countless battles, only twelve nations reigned supreme. However, warriors who could forge mountains, cut rivers, move hills, and fill the seas have long been abandoned by the times. Only those who mastered divine weapons could ascend to the heavens and become truly powerful.]

Maximum number of participants: 5

[Highest Entry Level: Second Stage of Divinity]

[Time Flow: 5:1]

[Note: This dungeon uses a team-based system with active settlement. When you think you have completed all the work, you can apply for dungeon settlement. At that time, the system will give you a corresponding evaluation level based on your task completion.]

[Note: You only have one chance to apply, please use it carefully]

[Note: Settlement application will not be processed immediately, please do not perform extreme operations]

(End of this chapter)