Chapter 369: The Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races
The black spear shattered in the sky, and the scattered black fragments gradually vaporized and turned into a thick death aura, falling on the already dead and lifeless earth, sweeping over the dead grass and branches, and finally covering the wandering undead.
The wandering undead were already filled with death energy, but they could not withstand the damage of this death energy. The flesh and bones on their bodies fell down under the acid-like damage of the death energy and piled up on the ground like a pile of mud.
But soon, a hand stretched out from under the rotten corpse water. As the owner of this hand crawled out from under the mud, the corpse water on the ground was re-absorbed onto the body.
The wandering undead that returned to their original state became an army of undead with a controller. They perfectly retained their strength in life, but this time they had someone to be loyal to.
As if responding to the joy of their controller, they roared and growled towards the sky, and then scattered in all directions as if they had received an order.
As these undead souls left, the extremely terrifying death energy was also carried away and dissipated far away. Wherever it passed, any living being that could move would be dissolved into corpse water by the death energy and then summoned out again.
What's even more terrifying is that this death energy does not require the energy support of the caster. As long as it devours new creatures before the energy completely dissipates, it will re-condense energy and continue to spread outward.
This is a power more terrifying than the plague. If it were to happen before the advent of the challenge world, it would only take a wisp of death energy to destroy the Blue Planet.
It's a natural disaster!
At the same time as breaking the great shackles of heaven and earth, Wei Huan also advanced to the eighth sequence of the gravekeeper: natural disasters.
His summoning distance reached a terrifying diameter of about 600 kilometers, and as his level increased, this summoning distance would also increase.
The number of portals was no longer just 12, but increased to 15. Even if it was only one more, for a necromancer who could continuously send out troops, this extra portal meant adding hundreds of thousands of troops to the battlefield in a short period of time.
As for the attributes after reaching level eight, Wei Huan no longer paid much attention to them. With a casual glance, he found that the panel was indeed scary.
But what he was more concerned about at the moment was his "control over darkness".
As his understanding of the law of death came to an end, his control over darkness had reached 5,000 points.
But this is not the end of this upgrade spree, it’s just the beginning.
Wei Huan stood in his "cemetery", just like the scene described in any horror novel, with dark and rotten soil, coffins buried in the mud, and all kinds of hideous and grotesque ghosts wandering in the cemetery.
He was the only one there, dressed in black, standing on the back of a white jellyfish-like earth beast. His face was as pale and dead as the undead around him, but his aura was so terrifying that it made people kneel down and worship him.
His aura continued to rise, and at the same time, the extremely poisonous, nightmare-like death energy condensed into a ball in front of him, constantly twisting and deforming, as if trying to turn into something.
As time passed, the mass of deathly energy had shrunk a lot, and at the same time, his aura became extremely terrifying. It was an absolute transcendence and crushing of the life level.
Until this ball of death energy condensed into a circle the size of a human head, a complex divine pattern was imprinted on it. It was all Wei Huan's understanding of the law of death energy that was condensing this ball of death energy, and it was about to form the divine nature that everyone was familiar with.
Only Wei Huan's brows were furrowed tighter and tighter.
He was certain that his comprehension of the Law of Death had reached its limit, enough to imprint the divine pattern and form a godhood.
But he felt rejected by the world.
This feeling of rejection clearly told him that it was impossible to become a god here. Once a god appeared, the world might collapse. If he wanted to continue like this, he had to leave.
Just one step left.
This feeling is like I am about to give birth, just a little bit away, but I just can't do this last step.
Finally, when he reached his limit, Wei Huan suddenly looked up and glared at the sky fiercely.
Dian Ma, who was standing under his feet, received the order and rushed in one direction.
He actually headed towards a boundary gate.
Wei Huan opened the communication with Mu Zhong with a cold face. Mu Zhong smiled sweetly: "Congratulations..."
"I'm going to the ninth level world." Wei Huan interrupted Mu Zhong and said, "This world cannot condense the divine nature, nor can it accommodate living gods. I'm afraid I won't be able to return after I go there. You should be ready to come back."
"What!" Mu Zhong's face changed drastically, then quickly stabilized. "Okay, be careful, I'll find you as soon as possible." Then Mu Zhong quickly said, "No matter what's going on over there, keep a low profile. We'll plan our affairs after we reunite. If we can't contact them, I'll secretly send someone to look for you..."
Wei Huan had already passed through two gates and could now see the blue gate to the world in the distance.
Wei Huan interrupted Mu Zhong again and said solemnly, "My sequence is destined to be restless. Instead of developing in a vulgar way, it is better to follow the will of heaven and create a natural disaster.
Mu Zhong, I'll go over first. You come here and just look for the disaster.
Remember, come to me wearing your totem."
Wei Huan finally looked deeply at Mu Zhong, their eyes entangled in the video. No one could have expected the separation to be so sudden, and they were even more worried that something bad might happen over there.
Mu Zhong opened his mouth, with so much to say that he didn't know where to begin. In the end, he only said one sentence: "I love you."
Wei Huan responded, "Me too, I love you."
After saying the last two words, Wei Huan no longer hesitated and stepped into the blue gate.
At the same time, the guarding undead that were originally spread across a radius of 500 kilometers were all captured by the hands of the undead and pulled back into the void.
All that was left were the dead spirits that had been infected by the death energy, died, and then resurrected. Even without Wei Huan as the source, the energy was still spreading.
And the chariot that was left in the eighth-level world with a confused look on its face.
If this chariot had a brain, it would probably be so shocked that its jaw would drop. As the biggest golden finger given to the humans of Blue Star by the Challenge World, their innate mission is to send humans to the battlefield of all races to conquer.
Now, it was lost inexplicably.
Moreover, the ninth-level world is different. It cannot follow and can only wait for Wei Huan to come back and take him away.
But if Wei Huan becomes a god, how can he return to the inner world?
Mu Zhong looked at the disconnected communication and was silent for a few seconds. Then he suddenly looked up at the Wei Huan chariot parked not far away, his eyebrows raised.
"Ironheart, notify everyone to hold a meeting. All generals must appear before me within three hours!"
The first person who appeared in front of Mu Zhong was Xia Yu, who also lived in the Natural Garden.
Xia Yu hurried down, her long ponytail swinging behind her head and hooked on the door frame. She saw Mu Zhong and asked hurriedly, "What's going on, Boss? Didn't you successfully unblock it?"
Mu Zhong sighed and said, "It is indeed time to break the seal and condense the godhood, but this world does not allow living gods."
"..." Xia Yu sighed, "So the boss went to the ninth level world?"
"Yes, the arrow is on the string and must be shot."
Wei Huan has been practicing in this world for 31 years. His original intention was to practice the Law of the Divine Land to perfection and directly become a mid-level god.
But 10 years ago, Wei Huan found that he might not be able to become a mid-level god directly. He had not made any progress in the Law of the Divine World for two years, and he had reached a bottleneck in his practice.
It may be due to his own reasons, or it may be due to the limitations of the world.
Wei Huan, who had made no progress for a long time, decided to calm down and study the law of death energy. However, he did not expect that the progress of this lower-level law was extremely rapid. In less than ten years, he had cultivated it to the Mahayana stage and was only one step away from the great perfection.
Today was the day Wei Huan had decided to take action. Mu Zhong didn't even practice on his own, but waited for good news from Wei Huan.
To perfect the law of death energy, it is also necessary to open the seal of heaven and earth first. This time, Wei Huan will use a spear condensed from pure death energy as the key to unlock it. Sure enough, no matter what he did in the past, he could not completely cut off the seal of heaven and earth. However, after he cultivated one of his laws to the Mahayana realm, he successfully broke the seal.
Mu Zhong waited for good news, wanting to celebrate the birth of the first god of the human race.
But I didn't expect that what awaited me was shock and separation.
Because they were worried about alerting the enemy, they did not send scouts to the ninth-level world to investigate the situation during the years of dormant development.
The original intention was for Wei Huan to succeed in his training before taking action step by step. By then, even if an accident occurred during the reconnaissance, causing Blue Star to be involved in the war early, at least the human race still had Wei Huan's ability to provide a backup.
But I never dreamed that the world of challenge would not tolerate "God".
"Yeah, why didn't I think of it earlier? It's impossible to become a god in the eighth-level world?" Xia Yu sighed, "What should we do now? I see the boss's chariot is still here. Should we send Iron Heart to him?"
Mu Zhong had calmed down by now and shook his head: "More than ten years ago, Wei Huan was able to repel Mo Feidi and had the ability to kill the celestial demon alone. He will only be stronger now. There is no need to worry too much about him.
The more calm we must be at this moment, the more we need to wait for everyone to come together and discuss our next strategy, especially the reconnaissance operation, which must begin immediately."
"Okay, I'll make arrangements with the treatment team right away."
"Xia Yu." Mu Zhong stopped Xia Yu and said, "Don't worry about the ninth-level world reconnaissance. I find that the death energy is still spreading. Find a way to stop it and don't let it get close to this side."
"good."
Xia Yu's face was solemn. Even though she had already reached Sequence Eight and was about to achieve Sequence Nine: God, and was the nemesis of the Holy and Death elements, she could not do anything about the boss's death energy.
Even though she had already "entered the Dao" in her understanding of the laws, the power was vastly different. Trying to stop the death energy condensed by the boss's godhood was probably her greatest test yet.
Mu Zhong watched Xia Yu leaving, and soon a camouflaged tank rushed in from outside the valley.
Captain Xue, who was on patrol in this world, jumped off his chariot and rushed over: "Boss, is there something wrong?"
Mu Zhong looked at him and nodded.
Yes, something happened.
When something happened to Wei Huan, it was like the sky was falling, and even he was a little at a loss now.
He could only believe in Wei Huan's strength. Even if he went to the ninth-level world alone, he could solve any crisis and wait for them to reunite.
"Captain Xue, have Big Foot lead the team to the Ninth Level World as the first reconnaissance team and bring back intelligence about the Ninth Level World.
This mission is risky, and you must be prepared to make sacrifices."
"Yes!" Captain Xue did not hesitate and turned around to send a message. Within three minutes, five new chariots appeared and quickly left the Natural Garden, also heading towards the World Gate.
Mu Zhong closed his eyes and thought silently about how to take each step now, next, and in the future...
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This is a battlefield, and also the most brutal main battlefield in the current battlefield of all races.
The human alliance was under siege. An army of more than 30 civilizations suddenly attacked the human race who were living in a remote corner and just trying to protect themselves, and even called for the complete annihilation of the human race.
The human alliance, which originally wanted to negotiate, could only rise up in resistance and struggle to survive in the face of the crisis of genocide.
For 20 years, there was constant fighting, and more and more ethnic groups were drawn in.
Especially as the human race's territory has become smaller and smaller in recent years and has shown a real trend of genocide, more ethnic groups who want to reap the spoils have joined the war.
Ever since the human race lost three rings of defense last year, the human race now only has the last two lines of defense left.
At this time, even if the human race wanted to abandon the city and escape, it was impossible because they were surrounded!
The various races surrounded the human race with malicious eyes, and they only wanted to tear the human race apart and eat it!
The chief patriarch of the human alliance is a Titan patriarch who is over a hundred meters tall. She stands on the city wall, emitting the aura that the law of earth is about to be perfected, shocking all around.
Flying beside her were two magicians who practiced the realm of fire and the realm of time and space respectively. They were two female elves, and their aura of law was close to perfection.
At the same time, at her feet, there was a dwarf holding a hammer and a green-skinned goblin wearing cyberpunk clothes and transforming his body into a machine. They were also emitting their own fields and were close to perfection.
These are the last elites of the human race who have fought hard until now.
The great patriarch, King Titan, looked at the remaining humans, his eyes filled with pain and anger. He roared, "Why? Why are you targeting us humans?!"
The civilized legions besieging the city did not answer.
Among them are Zerg, Beasts, Spirits, some parasitic tribes, disgusting Undead, and also some powerful beings who have embarked on the path of law.
He remained silent, just looking at this group of humans greedily, waiting for other tribes to take action, and then he would rush forward and grab the spoils.
As for why?
It didn't really matter. How many races had been annihilated in the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield over the past tens of millions of years? Since we were thrown into this world, facing war and death, we no longer needed to ask why.
Even if the human race is really weak, eating the human race will not bring much improvement. Apart from a few strong ones being a great supplement, there is really no benefit in surrounding and killing the human race.
But who says you are weak?
The weak will be beaten!
The silence of the besieging civilization army made the Titan King close his eyes in despair.
The human race has reached its end, and this war cannot be reversed.
Since these people and these ethnic groups are destined to die, it doesn't matter. The battlefield of all races is so cruel. When they decide to step into the ninth-level world, they are ready to die on the battlefield.
Being able to allow the weak human race to hold out for three thousand years in this battlefield of all races is already an unexpected gain.
The only pity is the human race who are still experiencing challenges.
Because they misjudged the cruelty of the battlefield among all races and entered this world too early, their foundation became unstable. They also arbitrarily dragged their own civilization into crisis, were suppressed everywhere, and had difficulty in achieving success.
Eventually, the leaders of the various human civilizations decided that the only way now was to cultivate a stronger new human race. They sent almost half of the spoils they had captured in the battlefield of all races back to the challenge world to cultivate a new human race.
It is not difficult to upgrade the profession level. As long as you have enough time and some talent, you can reach level nine.
But if you only focus on the career level, you will miss the real treasure of the challenging world, which may be buried in a certain underground palace or in a small world. However, these treasures can only be obtained in extremely difficult environments.
In the past, they only thought about their career levels and skimmed over the development of the world. If they could go to the next level world, they would not stay in the current world for too long.
This is wrong.
They only hope that the spoils they send back can help more human civilizations see the true meaning of challenging the world, find the real treasure, and embark on the path of law.
Without rules, you are just cannon fodder. If you can't become a god, you are just an ant.
Challenging the world is a good lesson for those who came first.
But alas, it's all over.
They spent nearly a thousand years cultivating the new human race. Even though many new people who had comprehended the laws had joined in the past few hundred years, they still lacked the strongest person who could truly suppress the enemy and rescue the human race from this weak and tragic fate.
It has never changed the plight of mankind.
Now that their city has been lost, even if there are newcomers coming in during this period, they will not have the time to safely adapt to this world.
As soon as you enter the world, you will probably be greeted by this ruin and the endless enemies on the ruins.
The human race is doomed to have no hope of turning things around.
"Hahaha!" A long-haired man with a sword on his back flew out from the crowd and shouted, "Bloodstained in the flames of war, for the glory of the human race, even death is not a fear!"
As the words fell, the long sword behind him was unsheathed, and a flash of light appeared. A giant sword appeared in the sky and headed towards the civilized army.
A huge mouth suddenly appeared in the legion. It was very small at first, but it grew huge in an instant, able to swallow the sun and the moon. It swallowed the giant sword in one gulp.
"The human race depends on you. I'm leaving first, brothers!" The lead-black dwarf suddenly jumped up, his body growing taller as the wind blew, and he turned into a ten-thousand-meter-tall giant. Holding a sledgehammer, he stepped out of the city.
"Hammer!" the Titan King called out, "Be patient!"
The Dwarf King roared, "It's better to die sooner rather than later than to kill ten thousand enemies before dying! All my people are dead! All dead!! I won't live alone!!"
"Damn it!" The two flying elves looked at each other, one of them lifted up his hand, and a scorching sun descended from the sky.
One of them pushed out a transparent block, which enlarged with a "click" sound and covered the Dwarf King. "Hammer, come back. It's not time to fight to the death yet."
However, the Dwarf King's action disturbed the peace that had been maintained with great difficulty on the battlefield.
“Boom boom boom!”
“Empty, empty, empty!”
As if they had been waiting for a long time, more than a dozen giant beasts with a height of ten thousand meters suddenly appeared on the battlefield of civilization.
Some are beast-shaped, some are giant insects, and among them there are actually three that look like humans, with two eyes and two heads, but silver skin and bare heads. These are none other than the Sky Demon Clan, one of the most powerful clans among all clans.
And this group of celestial demons was among the civilization alliance that first attacked human territory and wanted to wipe out human civilization.
There are not many celestial demons, and each of them is a ninth-level professional. Combined with their natural abilities, they are extremely powerful.
But the strongest is their leader of the Heavenly Demons, who is already half a step away from becoming a god. In this battlefield of all races, he is almost invincible.
Such an ethnic group is interested in strangling human civilization. This is something that the surviving humans cannot understand no matter how hard they try.
However, no matter how they asked, these three celestial demons remained silent and just killed crazily.
Now, the three of them grew larger at the same time, their bodies entangled with each other, their strength increased, their aura became extremely terrifying, and they smashed down on the reckless dwarf king.
The Dwarf King is not afraid of death and rolls up his sleeves to face the enemy head-on.
The Titan King roared, the earth dragon trembled, and a wall containing the law of earth rose from the ground, protecting the Dwarf King outside the space block.
The Sky Demon's headbutt fell, shattering two layers of walls in succession and hitting the Dwarf King's chest.
The Dwarf King took the opportunity to hit the head with a hammer, but it did no damage. He himself vomited blood and flew back, his body shrinking rapidly.
The dwarves are good at refining weapons, but they are no match for the enemy in a fight. However, they destroyed the last peace.
The civilizations of all races pressed forward.
The Titan King looked desperate.
A little fairy with wings behind him was crying.
There's no way they can win. They'll all die here, and their civilization will be destroyed along with them...
At this moment, a tremendous divine power suddenly came from the horizon, like a beam of light that broke through the darkness and split time in half, sweeping across the battlefield with endless power.
All the civilizations that were in the midst of fierce war stopped and looked in the direction where the breath came from.
The three-headed demon's twisted and entangled body slowly rose up, and everyone turned their heads to look.
Surprise flashed in the Titan King's desperate eyes, and then he said with envy and despair, "It's been so many years, and I haven't felt such an aura."
The long-haired man with the sword on his shoulder said, "What is this? Could it be?"
The Elf Queen nodded: "Yes, another god has been born."
The Titan King sighed, "What a shame. At this time, it will only be the enemy, not us humans."
The Elf Queen also sighed: "Yes, our three gates to the human race have been destroyed. I don't know where a human entering the ninth level world will be teleported to at this time. Even if they are teleported to it, it won't be to a god."
The long-haired man treading on the sword frowned: "Now that my sword is unsheathed, even gods will be slain. My way is like my sword, unstoppable!"
The Titan King looked at the man with regret in his eyes.
What a pity, with such extraordinary talent and such a sharp and powerful way, he should have had the greatest hope of achieving the status of a god among humans, but unfortunately he was born too late.
If you could give him some time...
"I know I have extraordinary talent, and I also know that I can reach the pinnacle of godhood in the future, but my sword and I will never look back.
If I die here today, it will be a worthy death.
Everyone, I’m leaving first!!”
The Titan King looked at the man who rushed out again. He had the ability to stop him, but his path could only move forward and not retreat. If he retreated today, he would never be able to become a god.
What a pity, what a pity.
As expected, there has never been a perfect solution in this world, and there will never be any hope for other races.
Amidst the constant divine aura, the Titan King raised his arms high and roared, "Iron-blooded and devout, loyal until death! Fellow humans, fight me! Charge!!"
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