Sanctuary Paradise

Chapter 664 Enter
The third-order native world layer, temporarily numbered world 598-03-05.

Boom!

A pitch-black meteor streaked across the sky and hit a hillside full of bones, causing the entire bone mountain to tremble violently.

[Announcement (Tree of the Void): The main participant of the "Sanctuary Paradise", the Death Master, has entered! ]

“Roar!” “Awooooo…!!”

“Raaaa——!!”

[Warning: It is detected that the Pioneer is currently in the ultra-high-risk area of ​​this world. The current danger level...]

A majestic announcement sounded, but the next second it was covered by all kinds of shouts and roars. The Death Bearer opened his eyes, glanced at the warning that popped up at the edge of his vision, and looked at the tens of thousands of scarlet lights rising from the darkness around him. Without saying anything, he picked up his long sword and walked towards the bottom of the bone mountain.

Zheng——! !

The next second, a tide of dark death energy burst out along with the black sword, engulfing the darkness that permeated the surroundings.

Although she was not sure about the specific situation in this world, since it was confirmed that there were no participants from the outer-level team on the other side, then what she had to do was very simple.

Just fight your way through, that's all.

……

At the same time, the world temporarily numbered 598-03-12.

Boom!

[Announcement (Tree of the Void): The main participant of the "Sanctuary Paradise", Yamu, and the secondary participant, Argo, have entered! ]

"Ahem... ahem, fuck, where did this get us? Hey, brother Argo, are you okay?!"

A beam of teleportation light emitting strong spatial fluctuations smashed down heavily, and Yamu was seen walking out of a garbage mountain. He pinched his nose, unfolded a layer of barrier on his body surface, and shouted at the beam of light on the other side.

"No...no problem! Brother Ya...Brother Yamu, did we land smoothly?"

When Bell's voice sounded, the white-haired boy also crawled out of the garbage mountain in a somewhat embarrassed manner, looked around and asked.

"Well, it should count, right? As long as you don't bump into them..."

Yamu said this casually, but before he could finish, two blood-red beams of light suddenly descended from the sky and heavily bombarded another garbage mountain not far away, interrupting his words together with the sudden and majestic announcement.

[Announcement (Tree of the Void): The main participant of "Reincarnation Paradise" · Moon Demon, and the secondary participant · Soul Moon, have entered! ]

Om-! !

The next second, a huge silver moon rose from the sight of Yamu and Bell, crushing all the surrounding garbage mountains. At the same time, a silver-haired woman in a silver-white cloak walked slowly out from the center of the moonlight, causing Yamu's eyelids to twitch twice.

Very good, it looks like he is in big trouble this time.

……

On the other side, the world temporarily numbered 598-03-13.

Tick, tick...!
The sound of dripping water rang out from the darkness. In the mine filled with dampness and stench, several rats with strange crystal clusters on their backs crawled along the edge of the mine, searching for food in this long-abandoned mine, and then...

boom--! !

There was a huge roar, and a golden beam of light was seen falling from a distance. It collided with the rock layer above the mine in the terrifying space fluctuations. With a deafening sound, everything within a radius of dozens of meters was shattered into pieces, and a meteorite crater hundreds of meters wide and more than thirty meters deep was blasted out on the ground.

[Announcement (Tree of the Void): Black Sword, the main participant of "Sanctuary Paradise", has entered! ]

“Ahem, ahem…!!”

A violent coughing sound was heard, and the dishevelled Xin Lailai stood up from the crater. After taking a glance at the space resistance that had not increased, he took out the diluted 'space shock sustained release liquid' with a light sigh, drank it all, and looked around.

A fierce gale brought in a large amount of fine black-brown crystal dust from above. Looking up, I saw that the entire sky was shrouded in a thick black fog, giving people a strong feeling of oppression.

[Hint: You are suffering from the erosion of "???". Due to the energy erosion immunity effect of the heavy sword master, you have been exempted from this erosion! ]

A cold reminder sounded, causing Xin Lailai's eyes to move slightly. He looked down at the fine black-brown crystal dust around him that was blown to his side by the strong wind, and sensed the magic shield on his body that seemed intact but had actually been eroded by a large number of micron-sized holes. There was a hint of thought in his eyes.

Is this another super-high-risk world where even breathing is poisonous? That's right, considering that most of the rare resources in the recovered worlds are increased by the energy of the Abyss, the rarity of resources in these expedition worlds is basically proportional to the concentration of the Abyss energy inside the world.

In other words, the richer the resources in a world, the higher the concentration of abyss energy within it, and the higher the concentration of abyss, the more dangerous it will naturally be.

From this point of view, even without the influence of Overwatch Paradise, these recovered rare resource worlds are actually not suitable for sending contractors below the top echelon to fight for. Otherwise, before the battle even starts, their own contractors will have been killed on the spot due to environmental debuffs.

"A magic chip three times thick would be enough to protect against it..."

After two simple tests, Xin Lailai looked at the thick layer of magic chips on her body surface, sensed the dark brown crystal dust that no longer penetrated, squinted her eyes, and had a rough understanding of the strength of these things.

Judging from the brief contact, these black-brown crystal dusts are different from the filthy erosion in the White Frontier Star. The energy within them itself is not polluting, but it has extremely strong energy reactions and energy activities. If it appears on the material level, it probably has extremely strong radiation.

This is the reason why his spell chip was pierced. In terms of strength, the intensity of these energies is about level 4.8~5.0. Although it is not weak, theoretically it is impossible to penetrate his spell shield with just this amount. The reason for this situation is that the stability of these energies is already worse than the activated energy of the Blue Steel Shadow. It belongs to the type of energy that "would rather lose three thousand of its own than hurt the enemy eight hundred" at the energy level.

As for the specific origin of this energy, if he was currently on a pioneer mission, he might have to rely on the newly installed "World Information Forced Extraction Module" in the imprint and pay a large amount of Paradise Points to find out a little bit, but now that he was in a normal world battle, there was no need to go through so much trouble, because...

[Transmission completed, Pioneer has entered the temporary world numbered 598-03-13, extracting world information...]

[Extraction completed, starting to generate the world introduction interface...]

[Enter the World: Dark Glory Continent (In the Battle for the Expedition World)]

World difficulty: LV.15~LV.40
Origin of the World: (None)
World Introduction: Suffering arises from disasters, hatred spreads from suffering, this thousand-year-long curse has already penetrated into the flesh and blood of every living being on this land. [Year 1 of the Disaster Era: A dark disaster descended from the sky, and no one knew where it came from. The only thing people knew was that on that day, the world lost its sky and light forever.]

[Year 3 of the Age of Disaster: The darkness no longer surges, and the tide begins to recede, but the civilization of the past has become a thing of the past. No one would have thought that the "fortress plan" that was ridiculed would eventually become the last spark of the entire world.]

【Fear, anxiety, despair, tyranny...all kinds of emotions and crimes are growing in the darkness. The earth has fallen. The energy of the mobile fortress is becoming increasingly scarce. Food is becoming scarce. The stench of corpses is beginning to spread from the bottom area. Everyone knows that this will only lead to one result, but no one knows how to avoid it.】

[Year 5 of the Age of Disaster: War begins. The only way to obtain energy and food is to invade other fortresses. Death and chaos spread across the land. More and more people are driven to the land covered with dark brown crystal clusters. The remaining morality and laws of the past civilization completely collapse in the storm of dark brown crystal dust.]

[Then... a miracle was born from an accident filled with curses and resentment.]

[Perhaps it was accidental, or perhaps it was inevitable. Perhaps when the first warlock who collapsed due to war and death grabbed the 'Black Stone' that symbolized bad luck and curse and threw it at the enemy, when the cursed object called 'Black Stone' became the first 'pyroxene explosive' on this land due to the infusion of weak mana, the name 'pyroxene' was already decided.]

[Yes, at that moment, all the sorcerers and scholars who witnessed the cause of the explosion realized that the dark brown crystal clusters spread all over the land were not curses or ominous things, but a new "hope" that was purer and more efficient than any energy mine.]

[Year 6 of the Age of Disaster: The war is over, and it ended so abruptly. This war that broke out due to energy scarcity ended in such a dramatic way.]

[Although the seeds of hatred had been planted, the joy of discovering new energy washed away all other emotions at the time. People looked at the "treasures" everywhere and launched the most fanatical "gold rush" in history.]

['Pyroxene', this is what people call those dark brown crystal clusters, full of hope and a miracle that appears in the most desperate times. Although its properties are somewhat unstable, the energy contained in it far exceeds any energy mineral discovered in the past. The 'pyroxene crystal' obtained after purification and processing is only the size of a fist, which can provide a small fortress with static consumption for a whole day.]

[People were ecstatic, forgetting their fear, disaster, anxiety and despair, and even felt that this was a baptism and gift from the world to them, until... the first case of 'pyroxene disease patient' appeared. ]

[At first, doctors simply regarded it as a disease similar to 'pneumoconiosis', especially when the patient was a lower-class citizen living in a small fortress. After all, according to limited records, in the past, such lower-class personnel who worked in dusty environments for a long time were indeed prone to such diseases.]

[But when more and more patients appeared in the clinic, when the dark brown crystal clusters that were supposed to stay in the lungs began to grow continuously, and even broke through the constraints of flesh and blood and appeared on the body surface amid the patients' painful wails, people realized that this was not just a simple "pneumoconiosis", but a curse from "pyroxene"! ]

[Panic began to spread, and more and more people were devoted to the research and treatment of this new disease named "pyroxene disease". The number of infected cases continued to increase, but the number of curable cases remained at a hopeless 0. ]

[As long as you are in contact with the 'pyroxene crystal dust' formed by the crushing of pyroxene for a long time, you will be infected. People with the talent of warlocks will have obvious resistance to it. After being sick, as long as they are in contact with pyroxene energy, their condition will quickly deteriorate, but their adaptability to pyroxene energy will be significantly improved...]

[One discovery after another was compiled into data and sent to the rulers. Relying on the medical system that remained from the previous civilization, people soon came to a cruel conclusion——]

['Pyroxene disease' cannot be cured]

[When the 'pyroxene crystal dust' that is not noticeable to the naked eye is breathed into the body and spreads throughout the body through blood circulation and human metabolism, the curse called 'pyroxene disease' is completely integrated with its life.]

[Even if the growing pyroxene crystal cluster is removed, the second and third clusters will still grow quickly... Even if the host is completely dead, as long as the activity of the body's cells has not disappeared, they will continue to grow under the stimulation of the energy released by the daily activities of the cells. Unless the flesh and blood body is completely abandoned, as long as the life still needs to rely on flesh and blood to move, it will inevitably fall under the growing crystal clusters. ]

[Most importantly, pyroxene disease is contagious. As long as you live in the same air as a pyroxene disease patient, there will be a steady stream of people who will be afflicted with this unsolvable curse.]

[Not only that, pyroxene energy has become an indispensable part of the daily operation of the mobile fortress, and ordinary electronic equipment and delicate arcane dolls will not last long in an environment with high concentrations of pyroxene dust before they are damaged, resulting in the mining of pyroxene having to rely on manpower and some of the most ancient tools, which means that pyroxene disease cannot be concealed or eliminated.]

[The moment of decision began to arrive, but it did not really appear. ]

[Because, the only people who are susceptible to pyroxene disease are the lowest-level residents of the fortress who need to go out to dig for pyroxene veins in exchange for supplies to survive and do not have any warlock or warrior talents. ]

【So, the law for "pyroxene disease patients" began to be introduced, but this was not a generous charity and help, but a ruthless quarantine and exile. 】

[The outside world has long been unable to be cultivated normally due to the infiltration of pyroxene. Even if crops can be grown, they are often seriously radioactive and polluted. If you want to eat normal and harmless food, you can only eat normal food produced in the industrial fields of large fortresses. When this most basic way of survival is controlled by the superiors, the result is self-evident. ]

[Year 36 of the Age of Disaster: 30 years have passed since the first case of 'pyroxene disease patient' was discovered. Relying on the energy advantage brought by 'pyroxene', the originally severely regressed technology and supernatural powers began to rejuvenate. The traditional technology and sorcerer system gradually became a thing of the past. 'Pyroxene technology' and 'pyroxene magic' based on pyroxene began to emerge, and the class consciousness formed under the 'pyroxene disease law' began to solidify under the influence of time.]

[Discrimination, disgust, disdain, nausea... More and more condemnations began to appear, but they were not to give justice to those "pyroxene patients" who were driven to the bottom of the fortress, but to expel them from the fortress completely, and even to deny their right to exist as "human beings". ]

[“In the eyes of most people, a diagnosis of pyroxene disease is equivalent to being sentenced to death. However, if we consider the extreme physical pain and extreme social and mental pressure it brings to people, it may be more terrifying than death itself.” — Excerpted from “Pyroxene Disease Research Record No. 0963”]

[Year 57 of the Disaster Era: The shadow left by the past disaster gradually faded away, and more and more fortresses began to introduce new "Pyroxene Disease Patient Management Acts". The development of "Pyroxene Technology" and "Pyroxene Magic" became more and more smooth, and the whole world seemed to be divided into two completely incompatible poles. ]

[When another alien baby with non-human features crawled out of the womb of a long-dead girl with pyroxene disease, the noble warlocks in the tower were toasting to celebrate today's harvest.]

[Suffering has already begun, but war cannot break out. The pyroxene patients, who need to rely on large fortresses to survive, are completely powerless to resist the nobles composed of warlocks who can easily kill thousands of ordinary people. ]

[There is no doubt that this land is accumulating a huge hatred that has never been seen in any period of time in the past. The hatred beyond imagination has been buried and it only takes a tiny spark to explode. ]

[However, the flame at that time may not necessarily be for those who live in misery. ]

[Year 109 of the Age of Disaster: A deafening roar erupted from the body that was flowing with blood that was not recognized as human. It was the first alien race in the world to master the "Secret Art of Brilliant Blood".]

[Over the long years, those "aliens" born from the wombs of "pyroxene patients" have suffered more cruel torture than ordinary "pyroxene patients". Even in the settlements of "pyroxene patients", they are bullied because they have physiological structures that are completely inconsistent with human characteristics and have "pyroxene resistance" that does not belong to "pyroxene patients". ]

【So, of course, the war broke out. 】

【Wings, claws, scales, compound eyes, animal ears... When these non-human features were used in war, the physical advantages of the alien races directly brought a huge impact of blood and death to the noble warlocks who were immersed in a comfortable and easy life. When those secret blood warriors with strange patterns on their bodies that could absorb the power in the pyroxene for their own use to tear the warlock army apart under the bombardment of the pyroxene spells, the fear that had long been forgotten was once again aroused by the roars and shouts of the alien races.】

[So far, this land has completely fallen into an endless war, and the fuel for this war is still those "pyroxene disease patients" of the human and alien races who were abandoned in the mines and gathering places because they did not have the talent of warlocks or strong physique. ]

[After all, whether it is the sorcerer in the mysterious tower or the powerful alien warrior, they all need a group of guys who only need a few steamed buns to meet their daily needs, to help them mine the pyroxene veins. ]

[Chronicle of Disaster, Year 125: This is a year of shame, this is a year of glory, this is a year of endless suffering.]

[The warlocks of the high tower wept bitterly on the warlock tower inlaid with pyroxene crystals, feeling a great shame for the defeat in this battle.]

[The crowned orc war king laughed happily while being supported by beauties of various races, celebrating together the first large fortress they had captured.]

[Only those pyroxene disease patients who were expelled by humans and various alien races can only survive in mines and gathering places, spending this miserable day in hatred, fighting, hatred, despair... 】

[The shackles of hatred have long penetrated into everyone's flesh and blood. There may be brave people who rise up, but in the mines and gathering places where violence, abuse, sexual coercion, fraud, and other ugly things are rampant every day, no matter how great the flame is, it can only be extinguished in the tide of powerlessness and frustration. ]

【This land is already terminally ill.】

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(End of this chapter)