Reverse flow of the Yellow Springs

"However, even if some kind of great power truly exists, capable of creating an artificial star and suspending it above this planet, what is its purpose?" The King of Candlelight frowned, the speed at which the sun and moon seemed to rotate in his eyes slightly increasing, revealing his inner confusion and speculation. "Could it be that this world itself is a meticulously arranged testing ground?"

"Hard to say," Li Yelai commented.

A civilization or being capable of creating stars is simply unimaginable. He couldn't help but think of that colossal mechanical structure that stretched across the void.
This world may have been intentionally reshaped by beings of that level.

A weapon from some civilization, or rather, a weapon that's still under development. Damn, that's a huge investment!
“This world does indeed have fundamental problems.” Li Yelai composed himself: “The Void Realm has been completely locked down, cutting off the normal path to advancement. That’s why the beings in this world have embarked on the path of developing ‘wonder’, attempting to borrow the power of the overlord.”

"Borrowing the power of a hegemon?" Upon hearing this, Dawn Lord clenched his fist, carefully sensing his current state: "His physique doesn't seem to have received any corresponding enhancement, at least not yet. And the unusual phenomena..."

He and the King of Candlelight exchanged a glance and both shook their heads slightly.

"Unable to activate the phenomenon," Dawn Lord confirmed. "It seems it's ultimately just borrowed power. As for your true form, you haven't undergone a complete ascension to become a supreme ruler. As for how you feel now..."

He paused, as if thinking of a suitable analogy: "It's like inserting a super-large capacity divine power bank into your physical body."

Dawn Lord seemed to find the analogy amusing and added, "Well, one was inserted, and the location should be..."

"Damn it, get down to business!" Li Yelai interrupted Dawn Lord's rambling, which was clearly about to go off-topic.

This guy spent a long time as a wandering knight in another timeline, and he really picked up a lot of bad habits like being outspoken.

It's rare to see someone so talkative. Was I really like this before? No, right?

Li Yelai felt that he was of high character.
However, this is indeed a bit of a pity.

If Candlelight and Dawn can activate their respective Mythical Mimicry Aspects, their combat power will surely soar once again.

Moreover, Li Yelai's 'system' also provided a clear interface.

However, the name displayed on the panel was Li Yelai. His identity was listed as a Heroic Spirit.

In terms of great supernatural powers, all are [nothing].

"However, with this continuous supply of divine power, our combat strength has indeed increased dramatically at this stage," King Candlelight said, his voice still hoarse. "As long as we don't encounter any Supreme-level beings, the three of us working together are enough to sweep everything away. Whatever great supernatural beings they are, we'll just kill them all!"

They truly benefited from the all-around amplification of their abilities brought about by divinity. Apart from being unable to unleash their extraordinary phenomena, the strength they displayed at this moment was not much different from that of true overlords.

Now, we are truly invincible. If an enemy comes from the sky, don't blame me for calling in reinforcements!
"As for the power of faith you mentioned," said Dawn Lord, "I didn't sense anything unusual, perhaps because I'm a projection of a heroic spirit. Only you, who are directly connected to the wonder, need to bear the direct influence of that faith."

He paused slightly, as if recalling something: "However, when I truly became a monarch, I did clearly feel the presence and surge of the power of faith."

"You also had believers back then?" Li Yelai asked in surprise.

Dawn is another version of myself on a future timeline that was not interfered with by the Celestial Walkers. In fact, this version of myself actually has followers.
This sounds a bit out of place.

To have faith in oneself? How desperate must one be? Are they all destined for bad luck?
Oh, wait, the curse carried by Dawn is not misfortune.

“It doesn’t necessarily require ‘believers’ in the traditional sense,” Dawn Lord explained. “It can also be fellow travelers who share common beliefs and move steadfastly toward the same goal. This collective will of countless people can also be regarded as a kind of faith.”

"Just like the old Mad King, he possesses an unwavering and steadfast will, and the beliefs and aspirations of all the warriors and people who follow him and walk with him will transform into a mighty torrent of faith, flowing into his body and becoming part of his power." He seemed to recall some profound scenes.

That mighty mad king, single-handedly suppressed all forbidden zones for decades, becoming the backbone of humanity in an era.

However, in his final moments as his lifespan was about to end, even with a massive influx of faith and willpower into his aged body, it was no longer enough to support his already exhausted body.

Filled with endless regret and indignation, he unleashed his strongest attack on the king of the penalty area, but in the end, he was exhausted.

At this point, Dawn looked at Li Yelai and Zhuye: "If we follow this theory, then when you human champions advance to the level of monarchs, you can also obtain this type of faith, or rather, a purer one."

Human champions, the glory and victory of mankind. All those who fight for humanity will be our companions.

However, we need to deal with 'Sorrow' first. It seems that unless we enter extremely dangerous areas like the Disaster Fog or other regions, 'Sorrow' will target the Champion. Furthermore, it has a special attack against the Champion.

After understanding the current combat strength of Candlelight and Dawn, Li Yelai released the Heroic Spirit Sea. The two Heroic Spirits returned.

He then rushed to the eastern front with Little Mad King.

Meanwhile, on the eastern front, at the Wanfeng City front.

If you stand atop the towering walls of Wanfeng City, scarred by war and covered with deep claw marks and dried blood, and gaze into the distance, you will see a sight that would take the breath away of any seasoned veteran.

The distant land was covered by an endless black tide.

That was not a real tide, but a terrifying torrent of hundreds of thousands of wanderers, moving slowly but steadily forward!
Their twisted and deformed bodies rub and squeeze against each other, making a teeth-grinding crunching sound.

What's even more disheartening is that their numbers continue to increase.

More and more wanderers are emerging from the deepest part of the cursed land. Those creatures of various races that were devoured by the curse thousands of years ago are now stepping back into the realm of the living in an even more terrifying and ferocious form, bringing the purest destruction.

Deafening roars of slaughter and the muffled thuds of weapons tearing flesh were playing out fiercely at the front lines of the battlefield. Spectral energy flashes and exploding fireballs clashed and intertwined, briefly illuminating the night sky over that area.

However, the reinforcements from different human city-states, including the White Stone Heroes who had just arrived at the front lines in White Stone City, stood silently behind the defensive lines. Not a single human force showed any intention of launching an attack to provide support or intervene.

Because the ones currently engaged in a fierce battle with the torrent of wanderers are not allies, but the orcs, one of humanity's long-standing mortal enemies!
This race is prolific, powerful, savage, and cunning. Although their reality distortion ability has weakened due to the Void Realm's lockdown, meaning their 'waaaaaa' is less effective, their combat strength is still not to be underestimated.

After all, this is a tenacious race that has existed for countless years, experiencing the rise and fall of multiple foreign civilizations and dynasties, and has never been completely wiped out.

However, at this moment, an orc warband of tens of thousands of people was like an ice cube thrown into boiling water, unable to make much of a ripple in the face of the boundless black tide of wanderers.

The orc warriors' ferocious roars were ultimately drowned out by the Wanderers' silent and deadly pounce and tearing.

In a short time, this orc force, which was capable of threatening a large human stronghold, was completely wiped out, without even being able to put up a decent resistance.

Immediately afterwards, the wanderers who had just slaughtered the orcs seemed to receive a silent command at the same time, and with great order, they broke away from the chaotic battlefield.

They once again coalesced into that despairing black tide, adjusted their direction, and with heavy, unified steps, approached Wanfeng City step by step. (End of Chapter)