Reverse flow of the Yellow Springs

"I told you not to come! You insisted on delivering the package, didn't you?"

The voice carried an almost profound regret and an overwhelming sense of helplessness, as if Rimbaud's arrival was not a blessing but rather an unexpected burden.

Indeed, that was the case. Rimbaud's sudden appearance and relentless pursuit disrupted the human forces' plans, forcing them to divert their attention to deal with this unexpected intruder at a crucial moment, thus incurring significant risks.

The instant that sound rang out, Rimbaud felt his hair stand on end, and his battle instincts as a hegemon-level powerhouse were brought to their peak!
The Wind and Thunder Flying Boat beneath his feet erupted with unprecedentedly dazzling light, lightning surged like a tsunami, and violent whirlwinds swirled around the hull as it crashed fiercely towards the top of the cave above!
At the same time, the dozens of flying swords surrounding him emitted extremely shrill screechs, the runes on the swords flashed wildly, and the spiritual energy was running at overload, even causing subtle spatial ripples.

Their speed and power were forcibly increased to their theoretical limit in an instant, like an exploding metal storm, shooting out indiscriminately in all directions of the cave!

We're going all out, hoping for just a sliver of hope!
In that instant, Rimbaud's thoughts raced, and all his previous doubts and aversions were instantly cleared up as if by a lightning bolt!
Why are Red-Eyes, Scale Fang, and their troops so reluctant to go to the front lines?

Why are they so resistant to, or even angry, at the approach of their "own people"?
Why does the tone of voice during communication always carry an inexplicable strangeness?
The truth is... shocking!
They have probably already met with misfortune!
Those five hunting teams, led by noble sons and possessing hegemonic combat power, were silently wiped out, their deaths shrouded in mystery, without even a trace of any significant battle frenzy being detected!
Even more... these damned pure-blooded humans have successfully cracked the secret communication device made of animal hide that only nobles in forbidden zones could master!
They disguised themselves as Red Eyes and others to deal with him.

He, who thought he was there to supervise and clean up the mess, ended up walking right into the net and became... the prey instead of the hunter!
Do not!
This earth-shattering news must be sent back!
We must inform the Supreme Lord Chique and even disturb the sleeping kings of Death Sleep!
An unimaginable change has occurred among pure-blooded humans; they possess terrifying power capable of instantly annihilating multiple overlords and unlocking the secrets of forbidden zones!
"Open it for me!"

Rimbaud's eyes turned bloodshot, and he let out a beast-like roar. He relentlessly channeled his divinity, even resorting to the secret techniques of the Dead Sleep Forbidden Zone!
The Wind and Thunder Flying Boat beneath their feet emitted a mournful cry, unable to bear the strain. The flying swords that shot out in all directions were also cracking due to overloading, as if they were about to explode at any moment.

He had to escape! Once he broke out of this damned cave and soared into the open sky, with the unparalleled speed of the Wind and Thunder Flying Boat, no one could easily catch him!

As long as the message is brought back, all the sacrifices will be worthwhile!
Lightning and sword shadows, carrying his resolute will to die, crashed into the dome and walls of the cave!
Even if it means death, I must let the Supreme One see what has happened to me here!
We must warn the restricted area to make plans early, as a threat that cannot be ignored has emerged among pure-blooded humans!
At that moment, Rimbaud completely abandoned all the pride and fear of death typical of noblemen, leaving only one pure thought in his mind.

For the Holy Palace of Death's Sleep!

charge!

However, just as he was about to crash through the cave ceiling and see the light of day again...

A flash of gilded light appeared, and a figure, arriving before the flying boat, appeared with gilded wings spreading behind him, achieving an extreme speed that surpassed even the Wind and Thunder Flying Boat.

He seemed to be leading a vast army, single-handedly blocking Rimbaud's charge.

No, not just seemingly, there really were tens of thousands of black-armored soldiers forming a military formation behind him!

Countless shields rose up, forming a shield array! Like a mountain of shields!

Shadow Army - Immovable as a Mountain!

The speeding airships and roaring flying swords collided with the military formation, but only caused the shield formation to tremble slightly.

Li Yelai has now killed far too many extraordinary legions. He has experienced several calamities, including swarms of insects, orcs, demons, the Styx Legion, and the Forbidden Zone Legion. He has devoured their shadows, and the number of shadow armies he has summoned has increased to over 20,000.

The shield formation they formed was powerful enough to withstand even the desperate charge of a powerful overlord.

Rimbaud was horrified. Of course he knew about Shadow Army, one of the rare abilities of the Netherworld Path.

The lower limit is extremely low, and the upper limit is extremely high. This is because it requires the slaughter of living beings to rapidly increase the number of shadow troops, thereby gaining a terrifying military advantage.

However, accumulating a large number of items is extremely difficult, and the difficulty increases exponentially in the later stages.

The first few dozen or hundreds could be accumulated by slaughtering extraordinary creatures or slaves.

The numbers become increasingly difficult to accumulate as time goes on, unless you directly destroy entire psionic units.

A dominant figure within the restricted area acquired this ability, and even after painstaking efforts, he only managed to accumulate it to three thousand. Any further accumulation would be too costly for him.

But he had never seen, or even imagined, that the Shadow Army could be stacked to such a terrifying number! Twenty thousand? Or more? Just how many lives would this densely packed, seemingly endless black army slaughter?

What kind of mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood did this human overlord tread upon to emerge?
The boundless chill instantly froze Rimbaud's very bones.

But he knew this was not the time to panic! Escape! He had to escape!
We must escape!
This human overlord with his 20,000 Shadow Soldiers alone was already beyond his ability to handle. Pure-blooded humans were actually this powerful?

This information must be reported to the restricted area!
Then he heard the man's voice: "Get off my boat."

"Old Li, you vehicle killer, you think you deserve a boat?" It seemed like a powerful human was joking.

'Your ship?' Rimbaud thought instinctively, then felt a sharp pain in his chest.

A spiraling rapier silently pierced his chest, and the 'divine poison' contained within spread instantly.

Rimbaud felt his vitality, divinity, and even his soul being rapidly eroded and dissolved by this malevolent force!
An assassin? When did they arrive? Pure-blooded humans have assassins of this caliber?

Red-eyed people, you didn't die unjustly!

Rimbaud let out a bloodcurdling scream, desperately urging his dozens of already cracked flying swords to fire wildly in all directions, attempting to force the assassin in the shadows back. The flying swords exploded the moment they were unleashed, unleashing even greater power!
He knew he was going to die. This assassin felt more dangerous to him than the human with the Shadow Army!
He couldn't go on living, but he had to let the Supreme know everything about this place!
However, amidst this dense net of swords, a graceful figure, as ethereal as a wisp of smoke, swiftly and even elegantly traversed the area. She seemed to be able to predict the trajectory of every sword light, her figure turning lightly through the fatal gaps, so fast that she left only a faint afterimage in one's perception.

The next instant, she was already close. A cold glint flashed again!

This time, there were no obstacles.

Rimbaud's head was severed, the Wind and Thunder Flying Boat lost control, the lightning suddenly went out, and it fell downwards with a mournful cry.

"You think you've won?" Rimbaud's crumbling psionic projection laughed. "You'll all be buried with me!"

When a hegemon falls, the deep connection between its life essence and the Void Realm is forcibly severed, which will inevitably cause violent ripples and strange phenomena in the Void Realm, like throwing a boulder into a calm lake.

Rimbaud's final act of madness was to deliberately detonate this connection, amplifying and spreading the "echo" of this moment of death as much as possible! He believed that the Blazing Sovereign closest to this area would surely sense this anomaly! "Bloodthirsty Sovereign, beware of pure-blooded humans! They are right here, kill them all! We cannot allow them to grow stronger!"

However, his last hope was utterly destroyed.

The Heaven-Deceiving Array weaved countless array patterns, completely concealing the fluctuations of his demise.

"No!" he roared in despair and resentment, but failed to stir up even a ripple in the virtual realm.

The smoke and dust gradually settled in the shattered mountains.

The Little Mad King swung his spiral rapier and two-handed greatsword to clean the bloodstains. Then, as always, he appeared beside Li Yelai and reached out to grab Li Yelai's hand.

That spiral rapier was a trophy left behind by the Heavenly Evolutionary. It was the perfect weapon for an assassin like Little Mad King, and it was with this weapon that Little Mad King had just completely sealed Rimbaud's life.

Looking at the unseeing death of the overlord Rambo, Li Yelai, having acquired the new vehicle, let out a helpless sigh. He felt no joy whatsoever from slaying the enemy overlord.

Because this was so unexpected. He really didn't want Rimbaud to come; if Rimbaud had listened to 'Red Eye's' advice and returned to the front lines, they could have stalled for a while longer.

Humanity desperately needs this time!

But Rimbaud was too serious, so he insisted on coming over to see for himself.

As a last resort, we had no choice but to activate the emergency plan.

Immortal Lord Chang Le had laid down a deceptive array here in advance. Li Yelai, Little Mad King, and Chu He, the three strongest human forces in the lost land, were secretly ambushed. They were prepared for the worst. If they couldn't fool him, they would have to shut him up forever.

Then, this overlord of Rimbaud forcefully charged into the mountains, making it impossible for humanity to completely hide any longer.

The only option is to kill!

Li Yelai genuinely didn't want any unnecessary complications. At this crucial moment, when they were only one step away from their final escape, any additional fighting could introduce unpredictable changes. But it was unavoidable!
"He was ordered to find Thorne, Red Eyes, and their five 'missing' teams." Chu He emerged from behind the rocks on the other side, letting out a sigh as well. To ensure everything went smoothly, he had personally participated in the ambush, and he too felt helpless and regretful.

Human champion Li Yelai, the strongest assassin Little Mad King, the leader of humanity in the Lost Lands, and the Chosen One of the Azure Flame, Chu He.
In a way, Rimbaud's death was glorious, as three powerful figures were besieging him. He died a worthy death.

"Now, Rimbaud has also 'gone missing.' If he fails to return to the front lines on time, the Supreme Lord Chique will surely become suspicious. He might even connect the lack of response from the previous five teams with Rimbaud's disappearance..."

"There's nothing we can do. Who would have thought that a powerful overlord would be suddenly sent to search for someone?" Li Yelai sighed helplessly.

This is really bad luck; even Li Yelai himself is starting to doubt himself.

Humanity's warships will take another three days or so to complete assembly and adaptation.

If the restricted area discovers them beforehand, then it's really over.

“Ranbo is a capable lieutenant under the command of the Supreme Lord Chique. He is most likely here on the direct orders of the Supreme Lord Chique to find and bring back Hongmu and the others.” Chu He’s expression grew increasingly grave. “Now that Lanbo has come and gone, the Supreme Lord Chique… will certainly not be unaware of this.”

“Rambo’s intelligence indicates he’ll arrive in the war zone before sunset tomorrow. Until then, we’re relatively safe. This is our only period of safety,” Li Yelai replied. “Once all of Rambo’s missions are lost to contact, the Supreme Being should know roughly what happened. Therefore, the next operation will inevitably be extremely intense. It might even involve the arrival of the Forbidden Zone Legion.”

"First, have the mimicry soldiers move around carrying several pieces of animal hide, sharing their location. This will confuse the enemy and create the illusion that reinforcements are on their way. This will delay their exposure as much as possible," Li Yelai continued. "Besides, we've at least acquired a ship, which has relieved some of our pressure."

As they spoke, everyone looked at the crashing Wind and Thunder Flying Boat.

Although the Wind and Thunder Flying Boat was damaged in the impact, its basic structure remained intact. It wasn't particularly large, but it wasn't small either; roughly estimated, it could carry about three hundred people if squeezed in.

Having an additional treasure ship with high-speed flight capabilities is at least good news.

"If it's just a simple signal deception, there might be some flaws. The mimicry soldiers can't do anything too sophisticated; after all, they lack real adaptability."

After a brief hesitation, Yan Hong spoke with unusual firmness.

“Let me go. My ability… can deceive them even further. The mimicry soldiers are ultimately inanimate objects, while I… can create a perfect illusion. As long as I am still pretending, they won’t be able to detect it so easily.”

In terms of strength, Yan Hong, who only possesses the fifth level of perception, is not quite up to par, but in terms of aura, he can perfectly replicate it.

This is one of the reasons why Yan Hong participated in this operation. The original plan was to use the scent of red eyes to deceive Lan Bo and persuade him to leave.

Unfortunately, Rimbaud still came to his death.

He's dead, and that's it; humanity has now found itself in a passive position.

“It was only a matter of time before the restricted area discovered our anomaly. Your disguise might buy you that time, but once exposed, you have no chance of survival. The price is too high. Moreover, the risk is extremely high, and you might even be discovered ahead of time.” Li Yelai shook his head and said, “Furthermore, even if they deduce that we have a problem, they won’t be able to pinpoint our exact location in a short period of time.”

"If necessary, use the gathering places of wind bamboo and tides as bait. Since there's no one left to direct the investigation forces of the restricted area in these wrong directions, let them speculate, investigate, and be distracted. We can delay as long as we can."

"And you and my comrade, what you should be preparing for now is to settle down with Isabel in the big city. Should the house have a yard? What are your thoughts on the children's future education? These are the things you should be worrying about."

Li Yelai paused for a moment, then smiled slightly.

"The human champions are right here, not here for you to make those one-way sacrifices again."

"Then I came for nothing?"

(I took the little one for a check-up today, and I was so sleepy that I'm late.) (End of Chapter)