Chapter 450 A bigger sacrifice!
The forest in the south of Quemu Territory.
As the azure butterfly flashed slightly, two figures, a man and a woman, appeared here.
Looking around at the dense oak trees, Blancia's face was full of shock and she murmured to herself.
"This is... unbelievable. This... isn't Silverpine Forest?! But Duskwood?!"
She was wearing a jet-black evening gown with a dignified and restrained pattern that extended over her slender waist and converged into a snow-white valley.
If it weren't for the skull necklace around her neck and the ominous black lip gloss, a passing hunter might have mistaken her for a noble lady lost in the forest... rather than a devil from hell.
As for the surprise and hesitation on her face, it had nothing to do with getting lost. It was purely due to shock at the Demon Lord's unfathomable strength!
How on earth did they do this?!
In her memory, Silverpine Forest and Duskwood were hundreds or even thousands of kilometers apart.
One is at the southernmost end of the Wanren Mountains, and the other is on the west side of the middle section of the Wanren Mountains!
Of course, what shocked her the most was not the geographical distance between the two, but the fact that after crossing the subspace channel, she did not suffer any backlash from the subspace! ?
This completely overturned her understanding of the subspace!
"...This is the power bestowed upon me by the Demon God. It allows me to quickly cross vast distances without being affected by the Warp."
Facing Blancia's admiring eyes, Luo Yan made up an excuse and then his gaze drifted to his right hand.
He said in a dignified voice, "Blancia, can you please let go of your hand?"
"Ah... I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I was so surprised. Please forgive my momentary rudeness."
Blancia made an innocent expression and reluctantly let go of her hand, but her slender nails scratched someone's palm lightly with ulterior motives.
Luo Yan: “…”
This shameless old guy, how old is he...
Wouldn’t you feel embarrassed doing something like this?
Perhaps because he had just been upgraded to a diamond soul, the mayor of Desperate City became particularly "insolent" and was so bold as to even tease his own majesty.
But think about it.
Her previous lord, Reggie Dragun, had only reached the diamond level. Now that she was a country pain demon, she was on the same level as the former demon king. Didn’t her ambition expand?
Everyone who receives a favor from me always wants to get more.
The only exception is a mortal named Kallen, who often feels inexplicably satisfied with some small things.
Luo Yan decided not to argue with her "Thorny Demon General", after all, she still had things to do next.
Turning his gaze towards the direction of Dusk City, Luo Yan continued in a majestic voice.
"The minions of Chaos have declared war on our vassal. The Saint, who has submitted to me, is leading the Salvation Army from Sparrow Castle and marching towards Griffin Cliff Territory."
"If nothing unexpected happens, the Green Forest Army surrounding Dusk City will definitely send another force to Quemu Territory to contain the Salvation Army currently attacking Griffin Cliff Territory."
"I need you to wait here, guard the southern border for our vassal, and defeat any invading enemies."
Long before the Great Cemetery transported food to Quemu Territory through the teleportation array, the demons in the Great Cemetery knew that their respected Demon King had captured the Saint of Dusk Province through "evil means".
Since he is one of us, there is nothing much to say.
Moreover, Chaos is not only the enemy of Saint Sith, but also the enemy of Hell...
Blancia's lips curled up into a charming smile, and she pinched the hem of her skirt with her long nails and bowed gracefully.
"As you wish—"
"My dear lord."
The majestic figure disappeared in front of her and transformed into a blue butterfly.
Blancia nodded respectfully until the beautiful butterfly flew away into the sky, then she turned and left ambitiously.
The view is drawn to the sky.
At the foot of a hill one kilometer away, rows of soldiers clad in pitch-black armor were marching out of the deep and dark cave in neat formations.
They are strictly disciplined, with sharp eyes and a chilling murderous aura. On their backs, they carry a heavy crossbow as huge as a cannon!
They were the Black Dragon Crossbowmen of Despair City, numbering over five thousand! Not only did every warrior possess demonic blood, but each possessed strength comparable to that of a Bronze Transcendent!
Coming out in a line were not only Black Dragon crossbowmen, but also skeleton warriors in armor!
Some of them held steel knives, some held long spears, and wore steel armor forged by the Beifeng City Steel Plant. They were like a steel torrent marching on the earth, and even the entire forest was trembling under the shining blades!
The mighty force numbered as many as 30,000 people. Except for a few players who accepted quests and participated in the plot, all of them were undead summoned by the acolytes of Despair City!
Behind each "hundred-man team" is a steel-level acolyte wearing a black robe.
They were like the band members of Campbell's Private Corps, guiding the army of the living dead. However, the music they played was not the drums of the living, but a death prelude woven with spells!
After two years of recuperation, the City of Despair is now stronger and more powerful than before!
Now--
It is time for the supreme Demon King to inspect its strength and loyalty!
…
The Demon King's army was quietly deployed in the forest on the southern border of Quemu Territory.
On the other side, the 100,000-strong army led by "Alchemist" Gene has advanced to the border of the Earldom of Griffin Bluff!
According to the report from the scouts ahead, the Salvation Army, holding high the banner of the Saint, was stationed in a valley less than fifty kilometers away from him, and was continuously sending out multiple forces to encircle and suppress the remnants of the Green Forest Army entrenched in the area.
They seemed to be using some very novel weapons, somewhat like the dwarven rifles, but much more powerful than the latter.
Not only that, it is said that these guys also took away the undead wandering around this land.
Although they cunningly made up a story and packaged those evil things as the "Holy Spirit".
Faced with the Salvation Army's continuous offensive, the remnants of Aka were already on the verge of collapse.
Although those guys were still trying to resist, it was obvious that it was only a matter of time before they were defeated.
In fact, the reason they were still resisting was simply because they were afraid of Aka's brutality.
They didn't know that their leader was dead.
Standing on the hill, Gene raised his monocular and took a look at the surrounding terrain.
The view here is wide. There is a plain in front, and a small river runs through the middle, connecting several scattered villages.
They are just downwind.
Feeling the noisy wind, Gene sneered and put down the telescope in his hand.
"Given the terrain here, we'll set up camp here."
The two commanders standing behind him looked at each other and whispered.
"Boss, shouldn't we keep moving forward?"
"Brennan just captured Griffin Bluff, so his forces must have suffered some losses, and his men must be exhausted! We can strike now while we're well rested and catch them off guard!"
"Don't think our opponents are that simple. Even Aka died in their hands. Maybe they have some hidden cards that we don't know about...That old fox Silas may not tell us." Gene smiled faintly, with a hint of cunning in his eyes, as if he had already seen through Silas's plan.
He knew what that guy wanted to do, he just wanted him to be his sacrifice.
He is not stupid.
As one of the twelve leaders of the Green Forest Army, he would of course complete the task assigned to him by Silas and avenge the death of Aka, but he had his own pace and methods.
The officers standing behind him looked at each other in confusion. Firstly, they didn't believe that Lord Silas, who always had a kind face, would do this. Secondly, they didn't understand what their leader was trying to do.
No matter what, you wouldn't hide it from your own people, right?
What are the benefits of this?
Of course Gene wouldn't explain it to them.
Just a group of sacrifices.
"...Since we are waiting for the enemy to come, why not stay here?"
After handing over the task of setting up the defense line to his men, Gene left the camp alone and came to the small river he had seen on the hill earlier.
He glanced around to make sure no one was around, then pulled out a round-bottomed glass bottle from under his robe.
The bottle was filled with a dark green liquid that exuded an ominous aura of chaos.
It was the Chaos Potion obtained through the sacrifice of nine hundred and ninety-eight hearts, and it was also the wisdom bestowed upon him by Urgos himself, enough to bring eternal blessings to hundreds of thousands of people!
Gene pulled off the bandage wrapped around his mouth, revealing his chin that had been disfigured by the potion, and the hideousness and madness hanging at the corners of his mouth.
"...Hehe, do you think I'd be like that idiot A-Ka and have a head-on confrontation with this group of shady charlatans?"
The selfish hypocrites are still scheming against each other over who will die first, while the truly devout servants have already opened their arms and embraced eternity!
Gene had no doubt that he was the first and only person in this land who truly understood the will of the "Eternal Hunger Claw".
His thumb popped the cork from the bottle, and he poured all the blessings he had prayed for from Chaos into the river.
In just a moment, the dark green potion disappeared silently into the river.
It was not only the water source for the hundreds of thousands of villagers downstream, but also the water source for the 100,000 Green Forest Army stationed in this area...
At this moment, they will travel together to the world on the other side of the void and achieve eternity in the endlessly prosperous hive city!
"Praise the great true god Urgos!"
“Please bestow endless blessings and abundance upon the river that flows endlessly beneath my feet!”
He opened his arms and stepped into the endlessly flowing dark green river like a martyr.
He scooped up a ladle of water from the river below and poured the clear and transparent spring water into his throat as if he were drinking fine wine.
"I will take the first sip of the sweet spring—"
"I will be the first to become eternal!"
Downstream of the river, a skinny child was carrying a bucket to fetch water from the river.
Hunger made him see stars and his consciousness became hazy. It seemed that he had to use all his strength to move a step.
If he didn't have younger brothers and sisters to take care of at home, and if his mother hadn't asked him to live on with his strength, he might have given up long ago and would not have persisted until now.
In a trance, he smelled the fragrance coming from the river, which was the smell of his favorite pumpkin soup.
Why is there pumpkin soup here?
He swallowed his saliva and subconsciously looked forward. He saw that the clear and transparent river had turned into a golden and viscous ocean without him knowing when, just like the endless flow of honey wine!
"Saint Sith is above..."
Looking at the incredible things in front of him, he could hardly believe his eyes.
Hunger eventually overwhelmed reason, and the barrel fell to the ground.
With a glimmer of pious hope in his heart, the boy crawled tremblingly to the riverside and carefully put his mouth close to it.
He took a sip, and for just a moment, his eyes were filled with surprise.
So sweet!
The boy's face was filled with ecstasy. He lay down by the river and drank heartily, wishing he could pour the entire river into his stomach...
Not far away, a villager who also came to fetch water looked at the river in horror, and the wooden bucket in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.
His legs trembled uncontrollably with fear, and only incoherent sounds came out of his mouth.
“…Monster!”
It was a monster about two meters tall, with slender limbs that set off its bloated body, like a giant toad filled with air, and an ominous aura brewing in the pustules all over its body.
The monster slowly turned its head, staring at the villager with its two thick yellow eyes, and blinked innocently.
The villager was so frightened that he turned around and ran towards the village screaming.
"Chaos! It's a Chaos monster!"
He didn't know what kind of monster it was, but the demons in hell didn't look like that, and the monsters in the forest weren't so ugly. He guessed it could only be something from chaos.
In fact, he guessed correctly.
The monster let out a "ga" sound, and like a crow announcing death, it suddenly exerted force with its legs and leaped towards the fleeing villager, knocking him to the ground.
The greedy mouth was covered with saliva, but instead of taking a bite, it spit out a thin straw and poked it into the villager's belly.
“Ah ...!!!”
The villager struggled in terror, screaming desperately, trying to break free from the monster's grip, but soon lost his strength.
His entire body swelled up like a blown-up balloon, and it only grew bigger and bigger, held up by the blessing of the "Claws of Eternal Hunger" until he took his last breath.
A fresh "chaos egg" was born, and vitality was brewing under the swollen human skin.
Unlike the Chaos Egg of the "Weird Mist", the Chaos Egg of the "Eternal Hunger Claw" does not breed a Heart-Eating Demon from another world, but everything that comes from this world and has been distorted.
For example, cockroaches half the height of a person, flies as big as washbasins, frogs as strong as bulls, and so on.
In short, these are things that are rare in the fantasy world but very common in the "wasteland".
“Gah!”
The dark green "giant toad" let out a hearty cry, as if venting its joy after sowing.
Then, it followed the direction it remembered and hopped towards home.
It finally found a way to get rid of hunger!
It can't wait to bring this twisted joy to the people it loves deeply...
…
The boiling smoke of war is still raging on the land of Twilight Province, and just to the west of Dusk City, the corrosion of Chaos seems to have brewed something even more formidable than the Chosen One of Chaos.
When the Salvation Army, holding high the banner of the Saint, finally wiped out the rebels roaming around Griffin Cliff and pushed the front line west of Dusk City, what greeted everyone was a scene that silenced everyone.
The bloated toad puffed its cheeks on the rotten plain, its eyes as big as copper bells darting around, searching for prey.
Thick, murky fog enveloped the entire plain and the adjacent forest, and behind the fog, one could vaguely see mosquitoes and flies as majestic as griffins.
They made a buzzing noise, tens of thousands of them, and the creepy straws looked like inverted bundles of halberds!
There were also water fleas and cockroaches scurrying through the long grass, and rats swollen as big as cows.
There is no trace of living people in this vast land.
Not even human traces were left. Even the elk in the forest and the fish in the river had been corrupted by the evil spirits in the void and turned into something else...
In order to stop the Savior Army, the Green Forest Army sacrificed their own souls and flesh and blood and killed themselves first!
Looking at the hell on earth before her, Karen felt a slight pain in her heart and lower abdomen. She couldn't help but cover her mouth with her hands, almost unable to believe her eyes.
The Son of God is above...
Fighting the urge to vomit, she uttered a trembling prayer.
"This is... such blasphemy."
Looking at the hellish scene before them, the eyes of the Salvation Army soldiers were burning with anger, and they gripped their weapons tightly.
But behind that rage, there was also a deep sense of fear and dread...
Their previous opponents could still be considered human beings, but now they have become complete monsters.
After all, they were just peasants united under the banner of the Saint. The most exaggerated monsters they had seen before were frost wolves or giant bears, or the occasional griffins that landed on the lord's castle.
No one knows how to deal with these things...
I'm afraid the only ones who can still remain optimistic at this moment are the ancestors of Wheatfield Village.
"Fuck..."
"These monsters have a unique shape."
"Ugh... Fortunately, I already had dinner."
"Ahhh, my sword is thirsty!"
The holy spirits made creaking sounds, as if expressing their shock.
Gunter, who was holding a greatsword, also had a look of surprise in his eyes, but soon the surprised expression turned into anger and a hint of murderous intent that could not be concealed.
As if sensing his murderous intent, the monsters wandering in the fog all looked at him, making rustling sounds.
That was the evil laugh of ghosts and monsters, as if they were excited about the arrival of this fresh soul.
They can't wait...
I can’t wait to start feasting now!
The moment they looked over, Gunter, who was standing next to the saint, had already moved.
He was so fast that players couldn't even see when he made the move.
The two-meter-long giant sword was like thunder piercing through the thick fog, blowing up a hurricane on the corrupt plain. Wherever it went, corpses were scattered on the ground, and it was a bloody storm!
The villains of Chaos were no match for him at all. Every time he swung his sword, dozens of twisted creatures were turned into dust!
kill--!
This was the only word left in his eyes as he was burning with rage. He wished he could use the sword in his hand to dig out this rotten and ugly scar from the entire territory of the Os continent!
The monsters bred by the Chaos Egg kept rushing towards him, wave after wave, one after another!
Brennan looked at Gaunt in surprise, and was once again shocked by the terrifying strength of this demigod-level warrior.
He originally thought that if he tried his best, he would be able to fight this legendary sword master for at least three moves, but now it seems that he was obviously overthinking it.
He was only able to show his weapon because the other party was willing to let him go because they were both human beings...
Facing the Chaos monsters, Gaunt did not give them a chance to draw their swords, and they obviously did not have them.
Brennan glanced at Kallen beside her, asking her with her eyes whether she wanted to push the army forward.
Kallen pondered for a long time and shook her head slightly.
"Wait a minute..."
The thick fog always gave her an ominous feeling, and her intuition told her that now was definitely not the time to launch an all-out attack.
Perhaps it was precisely because of such concerns that Gaunt decided to go forward alone to test it out.
If they rush forward at this time, they will only cause more trouble.
Leiden obviously thought so too. He followed the order of Her Highness the Saint and ordered the grenadiers to stand by on the flank, the front army to remain stationary, and the center and rear armies to retreat two kilometers and stand by.
On the distant hills, an emerald green figure was standing among the woods, like a vine hanging from a tree branch to the ground, completely blending in with the surrounding tree shadows.
He was none other than one of the twelve leaders of the Green Forest Army - "Alchemist" Gene.
Even with his current appearance, not to mention his brothers, even his own mother might not recognize him.
But that doesn't matter.
After all, they had already died and gone to Urgos's hive first.
Ever since completing this grand sacrifice and drinking the river water blessed by Chaos, his strength has successfully broken through the bottleneck of the platinum level and officially reached the diamond level!
certainly--
The superficial level of supernatural power is not enough to calculate his actual combat effectiveness.
Only a demigod can handle a million-strong army, but he can do it on his own!
And it’s effortless!
So if we round it off, he is equivalent to a demigod, or even above a demigod!
At least, that's what he thought.
The only thing that surprised Gene was that he didn't expect that the opponent also had a demigod, and it was the legendary Rock Sword Master!
The guy who killed the ogre tribe in Brass Pass and made them terrified actually appeared here quietly.
"I see... I see, hahahaha! No wonder Malachi died inexplicably, and A-Ka was no match for him at all! In that case, Brennan's defection is understandable! This cowardly guy..."
Looking at the swordsman on the plain who was brandishing a greatsword as if he was in an empty space, Gene's face was filled with a twisted smile, and he used the shadow of the jungle to suppress the sound of his laughter.
Silas really had no good intentions. He hid such important news and did not report it, tricking his brothers into going up and dying one after another.
Fortunately, I was careful, otherwise I would have returned to the embrace of the Eternal Hunger Claw just like that fool Aka.
How is that possible?
He hasn't even started enjoying it yet!
However, the account with Silas can wait until later. For now, we have to get rid of this sword master.
There was a sinister gleam in his eyes, and he muttered to himself in a dreamy voice.
"Haha, that's amazing..."
"I just don't know if your domain can surpass my 'domain'."
…
The fierce battle in Twilight Province continues.
At the same time that the Savior Army led by Kallen came into contact with the "Alchemist", the 100,000-strong army led by "Black Beast" Sloan was also advancing towards the Quemu Territory.
It wouldn't be long before they would run into the Black Dragon Crossbowmen from Desperate City lying in ambush there.
Including the ongoing siege of Dusk City and the stalemated attack and defense of Stillwater, the flames unleashed by these four battles threatened to reduce the entire Twilight Province to ashes...
The upper reaches of the Running River were a scene of blood and gore, while the Duchy of Campbell downstream was a scene of peace and prosperity.
Although the corrosion of chaos is cruel and vicious, it cannot reach here for the time being.
At this critical moment, an ocean-going ship suddenly appeared at the mouth of the Running River.
There is a thriving seaport there, which is also the most prosperous port on the northeast coast of the entire Whirlpool Sea. Boxes and bundles of goods come in and out of here every day.
Textiles from the New Industrial Zone are the best-selling goods here, followed by red wine from Silverpine Town.
However, the most profitable goods are still the diamonds mined by Colin Group from the New World!
Those sparkling stones not only exude a captivating charm, but are also natural magical materials.
Not only the magicians of the academy regard it as a treasure, but also the kings and nobles of various countries are flocking to it and spending huge sums of money to collect it, just to make the most shining light appear on their crowns.
To this day, the legend of the "Eye of Erin" is still a story that the citizens of Thunder City talk about with relish, and is sung by bards along with the myth of wealth brought by Prince Corin.
But no one knows when His Highness will come back here again...
On an ordinary morning, the faint light of dawn penetrated the mist and illuminated the sparkling waves by the harbor.
The port attendant standing on the dock yawned as he came to the office, only to see a purple moon flag rising on the sea in the distance.
Purple Moon Flag...
Purple Moon?!
The port worker stood there in a daze, and the coffee cup in his hand hit the wooden table with a "bang", spilling stains all over the table.
Not caring about the dirty account book, he raised his arm and rubbed his eyes hard until he was sure that he was not seeing things. The sleepy face turned into a look of complete surprise.
"Oh! For the love of Saintsix! It's Colin—!"
His Highness Colin is back!
He only screamed halfway when he immediately covered his mouth and rushed out the door. He first ran to the teahouse on Queen Street with a red maple tree in front of the door. Then he remembered that he forgot to bring money, so he turned around and ran to the Andes family bank.
Apparently, he wasn't the only one who felt devoted to His Highness Colin.
Although the port of Thunder City was busy every day, it had never been as busy as it was today. Even before the first cargo ship docked, people on the shore were already running around like a fire, leaving uneaten bread and sausages scattered all over the ground.
With a loud whistle, the steamship flying the purple moon flag slowly approached the dock, startling a group of seagulls that were feasting on the food.
At the same time, a colorful butterfly also fell.
It seemed to come from a distant foreign land, its captivating wings fluttering gently like the eyes of a god...
(End of this chapter)
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