Chapter 377 Taking the Initiative
"Hao Ba, what kind of challenge does your civilization pose?" Xu Qingqiang asked curiously as he looked at Hao Ba, who was happily welcoming his disciples.
Mu Zhong also pricked up his ears.
There is also Wei Huan, who has been staying in the temple and has actually been "watching" this side.
At the same time, say in your heart, good question!
Haoba told his disciples to stay where they were with a profound and indifferent look on his face. Turning around, he looked at Xu Qingqiang with a sweet smile and said, "Brother Qiang, our world is complicated. At first, we all thought it was the revival of spiritual energy. After various relics were discovered in the mountains and rivers, we obtained many cultivation secrets.
Then we entered the era of universal cultivation of immortals.
However, every time you advance, you have to go through a thunder tribulation. Every time you upgrade, there will be a thunder tribulation of different levels. Those who can't pass it will die.
It was not until I reached a higher level that I realized that the world I was in was already part of a world of challenges, and that we were experiencing challenges and tests.”
Xu Qingqiang thought: "Your opponent is Lei?"
"How could that be? The thunder tribulation is like the road test your civilization goes through. Its primary purpose isn't to kill us, but to make us stronger after going through it. And during this tribulation, competing civilizations will appear to disrupt it. Guess what?"
Xu Qingqiang didn't want to think: "What?"
Haoba said: "The inner demon."
"Inner Demon, hey, this is new. Is your opponent a spirit?"
"Yes, they're spirits, leaning towards the abyss, and very vicious. We didn't even realize we had competitors at first. It wasn't until a three-year-old child died at the hands of the inner demon when he advanced to the second level that we realized something was wrong."
Xu Qingqiang said, "What a bizarre example! To seduce a three-year-old, you need inner demons? I tricked him into leaving with just a lollipop and a phone."
Hao Ba was amused: "Brother Qiang is just so humorous."
Xu Qingqiang asked again: "What is the test from the inner demon?"
Hao Ba said, "It's a nightmare challenge. They enter our spiritual world and sabotage us as we advance. If they succeed, they gain energy upgrades. If they fail, they die in our spiritual sea."
Xu Qingqiang listened while looking at the sky, and finally said, "What fun!"
Xu Qingqiang still wanted to know about the challenges and tests in other worlds, but as the gate opened further, more and more tribes entered, and the square could no longer accommodate them.
Titan arranged for Mu Zhong and the others to go back first, saying that after everything was tidy here, he would lead the important figures among them to meet the Demon God.
Mu Zhong really had no experience in this kind of thing, so he handed the scene over to Titan and led his men back to the temple.
In the temple, Wei Huan was also watching the excitement in front of the portal.
When Mu Zhong was not around, he mostly used the eyes of the Demon Eye Lord to see more clearly.
When Mu Zhong came in, his left eye was burning with green flames. The flickering green light illuminated half of his face, making it look eerie and full of evil.
"Is it fun?" Wei Huan asked Mu Zhong when he saw him.
Mu Zhong smiled: "Does it look good?"
Wei Huan nodded: "I've learned a lot."
Mu Zhong said, "It's normal to be inexperienced since it's your first time being a god."
The two chatted and laughed for a while, and Wei Huan suddenly asked Mu Zhong: "What do you think of these civilizations?"
"Is it all about the whole civilization, or is it about the civilization that has practitioners of the Law?"
"the latter."
"Everyone has their own calculations, and they are all retreating. They have no trust in us. They said they were going back to bring people back, and they must have left their true strength in the eighth-level world."
Wei Huan asked again: "What are your plans?"
Mu Zhong said, "It's no wonder they're scared. The human race in the ninth-level world was nearly wiped out. It's not inevitable that heroes will emerge from desperate situations; a group of bears might just as well. It's our turn to demonstrate our strength and appease them."
Wei Huan nodded. "The army has already gathered outside the city. The dead spirits sent to the Free Alliance have already intensified their offensive there. Just remember to focus on one point and make a breakthrough."
"Okay, I'll hold another combat meeting before we leave. I'll need you to take action when necessary."
"No, I will go with you. I haven't yet tested the extent of my power since becoming a god. Knowing yourself is more important than knowing your enemy."
Mu Zhong's face showed a smirk that he rarely showed in public, and his eyes were filled with cruelty: "It's been a long time since we've worked together. Let's fight this battle well!"
The various ethnic groups were still hesitating and did not want to participate in this external crusade. When the time came to set out, the people sent by the ethnic groups, even their civilization leaders, covered their faces and felt embarrassed.
It's not that they don't believe in gods, it's just that gods can only stay in the ninth-level world for ten years. In just ten years, they probably can't finish a war. By then, the gods will pat their butts and leave, leaving them to face the mess and the enemy's crazy revenge.
Instead of doing this, it is better to hide in the eighth-level world and slowly manage things to preserve the survival of civilization. The battle for hegemony is the territory of high-level players, and those who think they are not capable enough should not participate.
Only two tribes showed their true strength.
One is the Titan tribe of Titan.
After the gate was repaired, Winter was the first to return. His face was full of resistance to orders, but he finally brought 108 Titans, which was also the last fighting force of the Titans.
The Titans are a race of ancient gods. They have always been rare and difficult to reproduce. At their peak, there were only a few thousand Titans.
This time, the human race was besieged and the Titans suffered heavy casualties, with over half of their fighting force lost. Such losses would have caused a weaker race to collapse. But the Titans mobilized the last of their strength and persevered. If the boundary gate had not disappeared, they would have vowed to live and die with the human race.
Now that these 108 Titans have arrived and have regained their height of 100 meters, they are standing behind the chariot team. They look like pillars supporting the sky. Each one is solid and strong. Many of them are at the level of the Half-Step Realm in Sequence Nine.
In addition, there were many warriors sent by other ethnic groups flying beside Titan, but they were scattered, with a maximum of a thousand people and a minimum of a hundred people. In Wei Huan's eyes, even the remnants of the defeated army were not so small.
So in comparison, the cultivators from the Sky Realm who sent out 50,000 troops to attack the alien army in one go seemed particularly sincere.
The cultivators of the Sky Realm are from Hao Ba's world. Under the arrangement of the challenging world, they rely on the revival of spiritual energy and the appearance of relics to obtain the means of cultivation. They can fly into the sky, travel through space, control spirits and beasts, and each has their own magical powers.
When they wore uniform black robes, or rode on flying swords, or rode on spirit beasts, or simply floated in the air, the scenes in the fairy tale TV series were perfectly reproduced.
It is said that they did not have a unified uniform before, but after the establishment of the "Army to Suppress Aliens", Haoba firmly demanded that the uniforms be unified, and that they be highly consistent with the style of the Demon Lord, with everyone wearing black.
The Sky Monk wearing a black robe, the Titan who has restored his true form of a hundred meters, and the chariots of the Blue Star Pioneer Army, all in a uniform camouflage off-road style, this legion that stretches as far as the eye can see is quite imposing.
But presumably, the humans from other races who were forcibly sent to the battlefield were very reluctant in their hearts. Even though they knew that there was divine power this time and that the war would be invincible, it was difficult for them to change their minds.
They used their own methods to avoid the gods' consciousness and talked quietly.
"In order to annihilate our human race, the myriad races even requested the divine will to descend, and this battle still lasted twenty years. Now we are proactively provoking the most powerful Free Alliance. I'm afraid it will take another twenty, or even thirty years."
"The short-lived civilization that advanced in remote corners has no idea of the cruelty of the battlefield of all races. It's just that they were lucky enough to become gods, and they are eager to show off their power."
"I'm not optimistic about this battle. The Free Alliance relies on more than five gods and two mid-level gods. Now this new god thinks he's invincible, but he'll be in trouble once he reaches the divine realm."
"If we take on the war, we must not move forward, lest we become cannon fodder."
"By the way, what kind of god is this?"
"I've been wanting to say this for a while now. After returning to this world, I've had a strong sense of foreboding. Is it telling me not to go to the front lines, as I'm in danger of death?"
"Most of our human gods are Five Elements gods. In addition, because of the elves, there are relatively more life-related gods. I remember that the most powerful god in human history was a great being who successfully advanced to the Middle God and mastered the laws of space, but he eventually fell."
"No matter what it is, a new god can only advance from a lower-level god. This has nothing to do with the laws they comprehend, but rather the limitations of the laws of heaven. Since they are lower-level gods, their abilities are extremely limited. Yet, they are challenging civilizations with middle-level gods. This is an attempt to send our human race to death once again."
"Titan is crazy. She actually called the remaining members of her tribe here. If they all die on the front lines in this battle, not only will the Titan tribe be completely destroyed, but our human race will also lose its last hope."
"You mean relying on?"
"The reliance I'm talking about isn't the Titans, but the Ancient Titan Gods. As far as we know, the Ancient Titan Gods haven't fallen, they've just been temporarily disconnected. If contact is ever restored, and the Ancient Titan Gods learn that only the elderly, weak, and sick are left among their tribe, they'll probably hold the Titans accountable."
"Titan is the human leader I respect the most. My people, blessed by her kindness, have always been committed to fostering a new civilization. However, after experiencing this turmoil, we have lost our composure and have become overly reliant on gods."
"Oh, by the way, does no one know what kind of god this new god is?"
"Seeing how much their civilization uses chariots, could it be a technological civilization? A technological civilization would be a gold-based civilization, right?"
"That civilization wearing black clothes, I came here two hundred years ago and never saw them. What kind of civilization is that?"
"I know this. It's also a short-lived civilization. Its leader is called Haoba. He's a true gold-type. The sword he steps on is a manifestation of his gold-type laws. I heard he has a special ability called the Ten Thousand Swords Formation."
“Knock, knock, knock…”
We were chatting happily when we heard the sound of war drums from the sky.
Although they belonged to different civilizations, they could understand the meaning of the war drums. Everyone had to shut their almost dry mouths and look at the army that was slowly moving out.
When they saw that there were only a thousand chariots flying in front and rushing towards the wilderness in a very majestic manner, the people who were hiding behind to watch the excitement were all amused.
"Only a thousand tanks. How much combat power do you have to dare to provoke the Freedom Alliance?"
"I think the Titans will be the ones at the forefront in the end."
"Indeed, there's also the Cang Qiong Civilization. They're a fragile, short-lived race. They've gained power and immortality, but they haven't properly developed and nurtured their civilization. Instead, they've joined a battlefield of this magnitude. They're truly ignorant."
The army moved forward, and behind the chariots were the Titans. They could run a hundred meters at a time, and once they started running wildly, they could chase the stars and the moon.
Following closely behind the Titans were the Sky Monks led by Hao Ba. They were dressed in uniform, and with thousands of them standing on the backs of giant birds or on floating warships, they looked quite impressive.
In comparison, the Blue Star Legion, which indeed came from the gods' hometown, was too stingy with only a thousand small vehicles.
Of course, there were people who knew about it, and the new news spread through word of mouth among the humans in the rear.
"This chariot is the golden finger of Blue Star Civilization. Don't laugh at this seemingly small chariot, because it has a space-folding magic inside."
"That's right. And the Blue Star Legion going on this expedition is far more than this number. It is said that they have over 100,000 people. They are only accommodated in these 1,000 vehicles for the convenience of marching."
The person who delivered the message had good intentions. After all, since he could find out about the Blue Star civilization, he would naturally know the origins of this god.
The legendary god of disaster is not that simple.
But for those who already hold prejudices, even if the information they hear is enough to prove that the Blue Star civilization is not the "soft persimmon" they imagine, those who don't believe it will still not believe it, and those who look down on it will never lower their "noble" heads.
"So what if there are only a hundred thousand? It's only a hundred thousand. This is a battlefield of all races. Which race or civilization wouldn't have tens of billions of people if they were to release them? The total number of the Free Alliance is even more than a trillion.
One hundred thousand, even an egg hitting a stone can't hit it that way."
In short, some civilized humans who have reached the ninth level world, or the immortal humans who have always claimed to be superior to others, continue to maintain their arrogance and prejudice, abandon all rational thinking, and think they can see through everything.
If you amplify the gossip along the way and their private whispers, it would be more lively than a vegetable market.
However, as we walked out of the city and further away, the sound of conversation gradually faded away.
It's really weird outside the city.
The sky and the earth were filled with a light gray fog, like a haze that made breathing painful. One could not see too far, and even the temperature of the sunlight was mostly blocked, making it impossible to feel.
A cold air lingered around me, and the earth that always seemed green and lush in my memory had turned gray.
Dead trees and broken branches, curled and blackened grass leaves and roots were spread on the ground in extreme pain, as if they had suffered torture in life.
The sand and stones on the ground even turned into a gray color that made people reluctant to touch it.
This world looks extremely ominous.
"What happened? Why is it like this outside the city?" There are always some people who have no connections or friends, and are too self-righteous to inquire, relying only on their own knowledge and speculation. They never think that this is the power of the gods, and they arbitrarily say: "The myriad races are really abominable. It's bad enough that they besieged us humans, but they also destroyed our land. Although rations don't need to be grown in the ninth-level battlefield, this gray world is really unpleasant and we don't want to live in it for long. Yes, this is their purpose, to seal us in the eighth-level world and make us never want to return."
However, there are also people who become silent after learning the truth about the gods.
They are thinking, observing, and verifying this ominous land. Is it really the work of that god?
So this is the God of Disaster? But what exactly is the God of Disaster?
"The most terrifying thing about the God of Disaster is that his cultivation and growth can only be achieved through invasion. This is different from us Five Elements Laws who spend our entire lives exploring the deeper layers of the laws to find their essence, and it is also different from the Life System who enjoys creating beauty in the world.
The existence of the God of Disaster itself represents the coming of catastrophe, or in other words, He is the catastrophe.
If He wants to become stronger and grow, He must wage war, relying on devouring the nutrients of civilization to grow stronger, until He destroys the three thousand worlds.
"The God of Disaster is so terrifying, why does he exist? Can't he be stopped?"
"How can we stop it? Unless we kill it when it's weak and know its future. Once it's born, it will be difficult to stop it."
"What about challenging the world?"
"The world will not stop challenging you. It's like an experiment. After the results are obtained, they will always stop and clean up all traces. The appearance of the God of Disaster also means that the battle for the Emperor of Heaven should have come to an end."
"Then just because we belong to the God of Disaster, does that mean we are invincible?"
"That's not the case. Once the existence of the God of Disaster is exposed, it will lead to a siege. The Demon Lord initiated the war this time because his way must be nourished by blood and war, and also because he has no choice but to take action, otherwise a more powerful alliance will emerge to suppress him. Moreover, facing the God of Disaster, only gods of the same level, or even higher, will take action. You remember what I said, if you want to kill the God of Disaster, you must act when he is weak. A mid-level god can crush him across levels, and even a main god will take action when necessary."
"hiss!!"
"That's right, just as you think. In a war of this magnitude, if we're not careful, we'll be easily crushed to ash in the war between gods. So, unlike the others, I don't want to participate in this war. It's not because those people think the gods are just being ambitious and afraid of being retributed later. Their knowledge is too shallow, thinking that the little they know can see everything. I, on the other hand, know myself well and have no right to get involved in a war at this god-level, a war that might even involve the main gods."
"Oh, what should we do now? Why don't we go back? If you know everything, why did you get involved?"
"I... just wanted to witness this historic moment. I've been so steady my whole life, constantly reminding myself to stay alive, believing I'd be invincible. But in reality, you see, following behind such a vast army, proactively showing my fists, waging war without scruples, treating invasions as a matter of course. This experience of standing in the shoes of an absolutely powerful being—don't you think it's exhilarating? Finally, the day has come for me to proactively throw my fists!!"
"Uh...what kind of life have you lived since you were a child? Was it difficult?"
"Yes, it's difficult. Not everyone can live so recklessly."
The news about the God of Disaster finally spread among this group of people, but everyone had a different understanding of the God of Disaster, so their choices were also different.
Some people hate killing and war from the bottom of their hearts, and among them, several elven civilizations such as Dodora and Ternas are the most resistant.
Even though their civilization leaders Dodora and Ternas are staunch followers of the Demon God, the high-level elves of their civilization do not want to associate with "death". This is related to the law of life that they practice and worship, and also because they have always claimed to be a noble race.
Some of them wavered left and right, or were cunning enough to observe first. This part was mainly composed of dwarves, goblins and other inferior demons and humans.
The inferior demon humans do not have the long lifespan of higher humans like the elves and titans, but their lifespan is two to three times longer than that of short-lived humans. Their talent for cultivation and affinity with the laws have never been high. If they were not trained to challenge the world, they would mostly be "craftsmen" in the human community. Compared to cultivation and war, they are better at manufacturing and have a unique heritage.
It is also because of their identity as "craftsmen" that even after coming to the ninth-level world and knowing that they are following a god of disaster, they still maintain an attitude of neither being radical nor retreating.
Finally, there are some blue-blooded humans, winged humans, giants, etc., who are extremely weak in the human alliance and have little sense of existence. In terms of bloodline, they are not as good as the elves, and in terms of value, they are not as good as the "craftsmen". They have always been a race that can only be seen by several major civilizations. Whether it is because they lack information and do not know that the God of Disaster may be surrounded in the future, or they cannot integrate into the elves who are sticking together and can only be more inclined to the Titans, or they simply think that the God of Disaster is really cool and is the god they need.
This extremely small group, numbering no more than two hundred people in total, gradually quickened their pace to catch up with the main army until they arrived beside the Cang Qiong monk and had completely taken their position.
All of this was seen by Wei Huan and Mu Zhong.
They don't care about the choices of these people, because this battle must be fought with or without them, and they will definitely win.
Their coming would be the icing on the cake, but it doesn't matter if they don't come. Wei Huan doesn't lack their little bit of fighting power.
However, it must be admitted that the choices made by these human civilizations at this time will indeed affect their favorability, and different treatments will inevitably appear in the future.
After all, when people get along with each other, it is always the case that you respect me a foot and I respect you a yard. The goodwill lost today may take a thousand times to make up for in the future.
"Hao Ba." Mu Zhong read this difficult-to-pronounce name, waiting for the other party's response.
Hao Ba maintained his domineering demeanor, riding his flying sword at the forefront of the Cang Qiong monks. It wasn't until the old man, closely following him and said to be his direct disciple, sped up and flew up to warn him that Hao Ba frantically activated the newly assigned communicator, glanced at Mu Zhong's face on the virtual screen, and replied, "General Mu, please give your orders."
Mu Zhong said, "Arrange your people to collect all those who followed us. These people will be under your charge for the time being."
Hao Ba glanced back and said, "Okay, I'll give the order right away."
"Also, during the war, any humans who come to join you will be under your management."
"yes."
This order was not given without the knowledge of the other civilization leaders. Titan was calm, Dodora and Ternas were ashamed, while Golden Brain and Iron Hammer had no idea of the twists and turns involved.
But there is no doubt that if the elves continue to maintain their arrogance, they will lose the favor of the gods.
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