The Monster is Coming

Chapter 416 Void Battlefield, Version Update

Player forum.

[Past Figures Commentary: Was the Emperor of the Dark Mist the Greatest Sinner of His Clan?]

Original Poster (Historical Research Enthusiast): Brothers, let's have a rational discussion. What percentage of the responsibility for the Mist Clan's defeat in the Azure Star Sea lies with the Mist Emperor's strategic decision-making errors? Personally, I think it's at least 90%. They had already chosen to stay in the Monster World, yet they still missed a golden opportunity due to indecisiveness. He was utterly useless.

2nd Floor: Is this even a discussion? The Emperor of the Mist is such a liability to his teammates. If it weren't for his terrible commands, would General Yeming have died? Would the Mist Clan have been wiped out? He's a typical example of someone who's bad at the game but loves to play, and his teammates can't carry him; he's a complete burden.

Resurrection Mist: Are the words upstairs too extreme? The battlefield situation changes in an instant; how can it be summarized by a few words like "indecisiveness"? Any decision at that time required weighing the pros and cons. Many times, it is only by putting yourself in the other party's shoes that you can understand what they are thinking. The Emperor of the Mist was certainly wrong, but he obviously had his own considerations, such as preserving strength to deal with potential risks.

7th Floor: Wow, I can still see the filial sons and grandsons of that stupid dog on the forum @Revival of the Mist. You are the first weirdo I have seen on the forum defending that stupid dog Emperor of the Mist. Indeed, there are all kinds of strange things in this world. The stupid dog has fans and is still saving his strength. His home has been stolen. Is he saving his ashes?

Resurrection Mist: Vulgar. Let's have a discussion, why resort to personal attacks? Where is the evidence for your so-called "blind command"? Deducing the process from the result alone is no different from conjecture. At that time, the ancient gods were entrenched north of the Azure Star Sea. If the Mist Clan rashly sent their entire army there and their territory was cut off, the outcome would only be more tragic.

17th Floor: LOL, you idiot, you're bringing military stuff into this? You dare ask me for evidence? The total annihilation is ironclad evidence, General Yeming's body exploding and dying is ironclad evidence, isn't that enough? As for your claim about the Ancient Gods threatening us, the Ancient Gods are running the arena in a laid-back way, who the hell cares about the Mingwu Clan?

23rd floor: Is this "Resurrection Mist" out of their mind? Their mother should just explode already. This is the first time I've seen someone siding with the Emperor of the Mist, even offering to put themselves in his shoes. If I were you, what would I say? We're all in the Monster World arc now, the lower-level factions have to go all in. If you don't go all in, what's the point of playing Monster World? Wanting this and that, you can't even catch the hottest shit.

The Fog of Resurgence: You can't talk about ice with summer insects. You only talk about results and spew foul language. You don't understand strategic games and helplessness at all. Arguing with you is a waste of breath.

102nd floor: Getting impatient, getting impatient. Since you can't give a reasonable explanation, you start making things mysterious. Do you think you're Emperor Mingwu himself? You're so good at whitewashing! I could say Emperor Mingwu was Shuyan's inside man, his purpose being to conspire to kill the powerful General Yeming... I really don't know how a stupid dog like you passed the genetic screening and was even born... So save your breath, you idiot. Character discussion threads aren't for you. Go back to playing in your mud.

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Looking at the furious Emperor Mingwu beside him, who was engaging in a high-frequency online battle with the light screen, Ye Ming felt a pang of shame.

After becoming a player, he told Emperor Mingwu to take a look at the forum information.

He also shared many of his favorite strategy guides with him.

As a result, while browsing strategy guides, His Majesty saw many players' comments about him.

Initially, he wanted to argue with the player, but gradually his emotions began to get out of control, and he completely entered the laning mode.

His Majesty is clearly no match for the forum players.

I was completely dominated the whole time, and the more I watched, the angrier I got. The angrier I got, the more I wanted to prove myself, and I got caught in a vortex of arguments.

One could see that His Majesty's pale cheeks were slightly flushed with excitement, and he kept muttering to himself:

Phrases like "a mere child not worth discussing things with," "a petty person's opinion," and "I'm so angry!"

This emperor, who once held power over the Netherworld and was never one to show his emotions, had completely lost his composure.

Ye Ming shook his head inwardly.

He had a deep understanding of the combat power of forum players.

It was a place completely different from the real battlefield, where sarcasm, personal attacks, nitpicking, endlessly exaggerating the flaws in the other party's statements, and the most classic "battle to protect one's own mother" were all prevalent.

There, logic and evidence are less effective than a sharp insult or a sarcastic emoji.

Although Your Majesty has lived for a long time and experienced countless trials and tribulations.

But whether governing domestic affairs or waging war abroad, one is faced with either courtiers who adhere to etiquette or enemies with swords drawn.

The means of communication are nothing more than decrees, negotiations, and even war.

I have never experienced such a "language art" baptism through a screen, with no bottom line and specializing in vulgarity.

In the realm of online flame wars, she's as innocent as a blank sheet of paper.

A debate style that attempts to reason and present facts.

Faced with the other side's sophistry and personal attacks, such as "total annihilation is irrefutable proof" and "your own mother exploded," their arguments appear so weak and even somewhat laughable.

This is like a learned scholar suddenly being thrown into a vegetable market and trying to talk about the Analects with a group of shrewish women. As a result, he can only be scolded until he is dizzy and doubts his life.

Even if His Majesty was a demigod before his resurrection, or even a god, he would still get slapped twice by irritable players on the forum.

Players don't care who you are; if you have a different opinion, you'll get attacked.

Seeing His Majesty's anger and anxiety, and his desire to continue typing a rebuttal, Ye Ming finally couldn't help but reach out and place his hand on His Majesty's shoulder.

"Your Majesty." His tone carried a hint of helplessness.
"Forums have their rules. If you take it too seriously, you'll lose. Instead of wasting our energy explaining, let's do something practical. How about we test the edge of our new weapon?"

The Emperor of the Dark Mist abruptly raised his head, his eyes still burning with rage:

"Ye Ming, look at what they're saying! They're calling me a burden, even accusing me of being Shu Yan's accomplice, working together to deliberately harm you. It's utterly absurd, slanderous, and completely fabricated..."

He grew angrier as he spoke, his chest heaving:

“I admit that the decision I made at the time was wrong, which caused the suffering of our people. You...you also sacrificed your life because of this. It is my fault. I never thought of shirking responsibility. But how could they distort the truth like this and slander my good intentions as collusion with the enemy and betrayal of our people? I really can’t swallow this insult.”

Looking at His Majesty's appearance, Ye Ming felt ashamed.

Clearly, His Majesty is completely serious.

He immediately reassured her:

Forum users only observe the results, not the reasons. They haven't personally experienced the dire situation, so they naturally can't understand the difficult considerations behind each of your choices.

Faced with Ye Ming's persuasion, Emperor Mingwu immediately understood.

Recalling the obscene and vulgar language on the forum just now, and comparing it with his own furious appearance, he couldn't help but feel ashamed and said sullenly.

"Hmph, a bunch of uncouth scoundrels." He could only conclude with a bitter remark, thus saving himself a way out.

Then he let out a long sigh of anger.

Forcibly suppressing his anger, he turned off the forum's light screen, and his eyes sharpened again:
"You're right. It was I... I lost my composure. From now on, we are brothers in the same camp. There's no point in arguing with them. We should look to the future... Also, don't call me Your Majesty anymore. Just call me Elder Xie. From now on, you are the leader."

As he spoke, Ye Xie (Emperor Mingwu) moved his wrists, feeling the power flowing within his new body, and continued:

"Where to next? It's time to get this new body moving around."

Seeing that Ye Xie had abandoned the idea of ​​arguing with forum players and turned his attention to real-world issues, Ye Ming smiled slightly and nodded, saying:

"Before we set off, we need to plan how to use the remaining sacrificial power. My initial idea is to prioritize reviving our people, and then go to the Fallen Star Sea to hunt, so as to improve our strength as quickly as possible."

As he spoke, he immediately brought up the spatial inventory interface, shared it, and said seriously:

"Purchase vehicles, rune resonance weapons, automatic cultivation techniques... We have a total of 173 million sacrificial power left."

"Regarding the resurrection of our clansmen, we still have 999 resurrection slots to use in the Mist Legion's functions. The basic cost of resurrection is 5000 points of sacrificial power per clansman, which totals 499.5 million sacrificial power. This far exceeds our current reserves."

"Secondly, after the clansmen are resurrected, there is no initial life soul in the star vein slot. In order to form basic combat power, each person needs to embed at least one initial life soul. Even if we calculate based on the lowest price of the first-generation life soul, it will still cost 500 points of sacrificial power. Therefore, the actual resurrection cost of each clansman is 5500 points of sacrificial power, totaling 5494500 points of sacrificial power."

"If we consider efficiency and hope that they can quickly form an effective combat force, the ideal start should include: having a level 1 Body Tempering level, which allows the main body to directly inherit the attribute bonus of the initial life soul. Therefore, the most reasonable start should be a 15500 point sacrificial power start."

After a brief silence, Ye Ming continued:

"Therefore, our current 173 million sacrificial resources are just a drop in the ocean when it comes to rebuilding the legion... So I suggest adopting an elite-first strategy: use this sacrificial power to resurrect 110 core members of the race."

"Based on an initial starting cost of 15500 sacrificial points per person, a total of 170.5 million sacrificial points will be consumed. The remaining 2.5 sacrificial points can be used to purchase basic healing and mental recovery potions for unforeseen circumstances."

After listening to Ye Ming's explanation, Ye Xie nodded solemnly in agreement:

"Let's go with your idea. The priority for resurrecting our people should be to snowball our growth and accelerate our development, rather than dragging the team down. These first batch of resurrected warriors must have enough combat power to immediately contribute to the hunt. Therefore, the initial investment of 1.55 is necessary."

"If we blindly pursue quantity and revive a large number of clansmen with low combat strength in the early stages, we will exhaust resources and make progress difficult..."

Seeing that Ye Xie understood his thoughts, Ye Ming nodded solemnly:

"Next, you and I will work together to draft this list of 110 core members, so that they can be reborn and follow us... to conquer the future."

Their eyes met, and they both saw the burning fighting spirit and hope in each other's eyes.

……

Three days later, in the Sea of ​​Falling Stars.

The initial island.

Deep in the dense jungle, a team of over a hundred players is clearing out hordes of monsters with astonishing efficiency.

The team's only magic-based support player was Ye Xie (formerly the Emperor of the Dark Mist), who was standing on a slightly higher slope.

He held a staff named "Words of Erosion," from which grayish-white mist continuously emanated, quickly enveloping an area of ​​nearly a kilometer in front of him.

Besides obscuring vision, the fog also affects the movement efficiency of monsters within it, causing their skin to emit a slight "sizzling" corrosion sound as their defense and blood circulation are constantly weakened.

This is a range-weakening spell created by Ye Xie by combining the dissolving of life souls with his own understanding of the element of mist, which he calls: Mist of Decay.

As fog spread.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
More than a hundred dark figures emerged from the shadows of the forest like ghosts and cut into the fog.

They were all dressed in simple black cloth and carried sharp short blades or daggers.

They are swift in their movements and follow the assassin's style.

They are the first core members of the Ye Ming and Ye Xie clan, carefully selected and resurrected.

They were elite soldiers in the army during their lifetime, and all of them were members of the elders' council.

Within the fog zone, it became their stage for performing a dance of death.

They worked in groups of three, like a well-trained wolf pack.

One team member feigns an attack from the front to draw the monster's attention, while another team member uses the fog as cover to launch a fatal backstab from the flank or behind.

The third team member roams around the sidelines, ready to finish off enemies or deal with unexpected situations.

They completely trusted Ye Xie's control and dared to expose their bodies to the corrosive mist.

Because they knew that the decaying power, which also had a corrosive effect, would never touch them in the slightest.

The same is true.

The damage from the Mist of Decay is indiscriminate, affecting both allies and enemies. Even in a party, other players will be affected if they are exposed to it.

However, with the Eagle-Headed Demon's perception assistance, the spread path of the decaying mist was entirely under Ye Xie's control.

They provide cover for their people without becoming an obstacle to them.

After two days of working together, the players' teamwork under the power system gradually became more harmonious.

In addition, the team chat channel provides lag-free real-time communication, making battles highly efficient.

This was a pleasure the resurrected Elders of the Mist Clan had never experienced before.

Before becoming players, every time these elders personally took action, it meant that the war had entered a heated phase.

It also means a game of balancing a knife's edge.

But now, the situation is completely different.

Death is just a minor incident where you can be resurrected at full health after waiting.

There's no need to hesitate before taking any action; we can freely experiment with all sorts of daring tactics.

This process also involves honing unfamiliar skills to their peak.

Once the heavy pressure of survival is removed, the battle reveals pure enjoyment.

It brings the exhilarating experience of challenging oneself, mastering one's power, and even perfectly cooperating with one's partners.

This enjoyment is reflected in the relaxed atmosphere of the team chat channel:

"Elder Ting, your left flank attack was half a breath too fast, you almost ran into my assassination mist."

"Ha, I'm getting old, my skills haven't fully returned yet, I'll be more careful next time." The elder who was called out readily admitted, his figure making a clever turn in the fog, avoiding the original path.

"Elder Turtle, your 'Shadow Shuttle' technique for 'Throat Severing' is getting more and more tricky. You've improved since then." An elder couldn't help but praise his companion as he cleanly and efficiently dealt with a swamp beast, his tone carrying the teasing tone of an old friend.

A soft laugh came from the channel:
"I have to make some progress, otherwise wouldn't it be a waste of my life to have died like this?"

"Old Twenty-Three, stop watching the show and take care of that litter of little bastards on the right."

"Don't worry, it can't escape."

Unlike the chuunibyou shouts of the newbie player squad, the resurrected Mist Clan elders only exchanged banter tinged with the marks of time.

It's like a group of retired artisans reuniting to work together on a piece of art called "Battle".

The perfection of every detail and the improvement of every collaboration bring them immense satisfaction.

Meanwhile, Ye Ming, as the leader, stood not far away, watching this highly efficient hunting operation.

At this moment, he understood the significance of the player identity bestowed upon him by the higher-dimensional gods, and even the meaning of the Mist Legion.

During this time, he browsed through a vast number of posts on the forum and speculated from various strategy analyses.

In this game of higher-dimensional gods, each faction of players has a different role.

But the entire player faction is essentially a massive engine serving the war effort.

The growth of individual players will ultimately be incorporated into the torrent of faction wars.

The Mist Legion he created was no exception.

Their value lies in becoming one of the sharpest spears in the camp, specifically used to expand territory.

This can be found in the upgrade requirements in the "Mist Legion" interface.

Their core growth direction lies in containing the origins of the source, the containment domain, and even the rule-based territory.

To unlock more resurrection slots in the future, you'll need to continuously complete containment-related missions.

Although there will be challenges.

But as a player, he didn't feel any pressure at all.

His gaze swept forward.

In just a short while, the elders had wiped out all the monsters in the area.

The fog slowly dissipated, leaving behind undecomposed materials scattered all over the ground.

The members of the elders were breathing steadily, indicating that the battle had not taken much to their strength.

At this moment, Ye Xie also put down his staff and used telekinesis to float his body from a distance:
"The coordination still needs some work-in, but the foundation is very good. At this rate, the speed at which we accumulate sacrificial power will far exceed expectations."

Upon hearing this, Ye Ming nodded calmly, for this was exactly what he had in mind.

"When are we going to the void?" Ye Xie turned to look at him.

"Let's wait a bit longer. Brother Gui said the monsters over there have an average combat power of 60+, with some having over 100. We'll consider it after we purchase the hundred-man battle formation." As he spoke, Ye Ming took out an irregularly shaped, fist-sized blood-red crystal from his spatial bag.

【Void Blood Crystal】:
Item Description: Dropped from the Void Remnant Battlefield, this is a Void artifact formed by highly compressed and condensed World Framework, Flesh Essence, and Energy Essence, and infused with a trace of Void Power originating from outside the world.

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The value of this crystal is such that there are no comparable products to compare it in the trading market; it is a special item.

Try placing it on the sacrifice interface; the sacrifice value is: 33.7 sacrificial power.

This value is comparable to a fragment of a rule.

Regarding the specific value, Alan said he could not provide any reference and had never seen such a product before.

Therefore, he chose the most direct approach: asking the guide.

The guide's reply informed him of the detailed information about the Void Remnant Battlefield.

It refers to the countless fragments of the world that collapsed and shattered in the cataclysm, which were thrown into the endless void and crushed, collided and forcibly merged with each other, eventually forming new small spaces that are extremely unstable and have chaotic rules.

The most distinctive feature of this type of space is that it contains no ordinary objects.

The powerful corrosive energy of the void can dissolve all irregular matter, and what remains is nothing but the most essential part of the original world.

It may even contain fragments of some fundamental laws governing the world.

It is precisely because these void remnant spaces are forcibly pieced together from fragments of different worlds that the rules within them are completely chaotic and contradictory.

It is constantly changing and the environment is extremely dangerous.

The creatures that survived in the wrecked space had to fight against the natural disaster, and were further eroded and distorted by the all-pervasive void power, becoming extremely violent and engaging in irrational mutual slaughter.

Void Blood Crystals are the product of these powerful beings' flesh, energy, and even shattered souls being highly compressed and mutated under the dual effects of frenzied fighting and void erosion. Occasionally, they are flung out by the spatial turbulence that erupts within the battlefield, becoming drifting bottles in the void.

Like other descending forces, there is a high probability that they will fall into the monster world.

The Sea of ​​Falling Stars got its name from this.

Material from different void remnant battlefields will occasionally fall into this intersection as meteors.

The Monster World has more than 2800 void boundary points similar to the "Fallen Star Sea," all of which are rich sources of void resources.

The information provided by the guide made Ye Ming realize that there were fertile resource-producing areas in the void.

The idea of ​​going to explore it immediately came to mind.

As for potential risks, he doesn't need to worry, but the rewards are real profits.

According to the guide, the strength difference in the Void Remnant Battlefield is extremely large, and there are even divine beings.

The Void Blood Crystal in his hand was produced in a region with low strength, where the average hunting level of the creatures was only 60+.

This gave Ye Ming the idea of ​​creating a spatial passage to go to the Void Remnant Battlefield to collect sacks of money.

However, the prerequisite for executing this plan is that the team's combat level must be 60+, and it must be equipped with a 100-person battle formation to ensure that when encountering monsters with a hunting level of 100+, it can fight back through battle formation fusion.

The goal is clear, and the path is right in front of us.

Ye Ming put away the Void Blood Crystal and glanced at the clansmen who were resting ahead, their auras growing increasingly sharp.

Then he looked at Ye Xie beside him, whose eyes were also burning with intensity.

My heart is filled with unprecedented motivation.

Past failures and humiliations will eventually be washed away by the identity of a player.

His first major goal for the future is to fight Shuyan again and reclaim the rules of Mingwu and Wangyu.

……

Just as Ye Ming led the Mingwu Clan to strive for a new goal.

The forum's focus shifted to what players considered the ultimate battlefield: the village entrance.

At this moment, atop the Evil Eye Tower, the Earth Spirit stood suspended in mid-air with its arms wrapped around its chest.

Behind him floats a secondary eye with dancing black tentacles: the Evil Eye.

Since the Evil Eye incident, he has shifted the core focus of his development to the nodes of his allies.

By cooperating, we can expand our channels for generating revenue from resources.

As for the battlefield of Emperor's Tomb Village, the focus remains on defense, dealing with the endless harassment from the beast players and the beast insectoid race.

Recently, players have come up with many new tactics.

For example, a special rule-based ability that can confine a target to an isolated space.

When this beastly player uses this ability, he specifically targets low-health evil spirits. After locking down the space, the evil spirits can only be slaughtered at will.

Therefore, he devised two solutions.

The first option is to raise the backlash threshold of the front-line evil spirits. Once their life strength is reduced by about 50%, the backlash will be activated.

At this point, even though the thick-skinned, calamity-type evil spirits were pulled into an independent space, they were difficult to kill. The two sides were locked in a continuous state of attrition, sealing each other inside.

It was pleased to see this happen.

In the blink of an eye, another calamity-type evil spirit can be generated to replenish the ranks, but the player's faction will lose a main tank.

The second method is the substitution method.

Analysis of multiple interactions revealed that the rule-based skills that can pull both parties into an independent space are determined by eye contact.

His database contains portraits of every player, and based on advance changes in their expressions, he can cut off a portion of the power of the locked evil spirit and generate a low-level, weak evil spirit in front of it, which will then replace the scourge unit and enter the independent space.

This allows you to perfectly avoid the mandatory restrictions of the rules.

By alternating between these two tactics, the player's idea of ​​finishing off the weakened evil spirits was completely thwarted.

We still have to return to the conventional war mode of direct confrontation.

But no matter how the tactics change, they cannot change the fact that they cannot stop the growth and invasion of players.

Players seem to have figured out that it can't leave the Evil Eye Tower, which is incredibly annoying.

It has been three years since I descended upon the monster world.

Three whole years.

Even when I take a short break, I dream of the players.

These beasts are like a nightmare I can't shake off.

It's worth mentioning that he learned a lot from the players, and he applied these tactics to the battlefields where his allies were.

For example, psychological taunting tactics.

Traditional warfare is a brutal clash of flesh and energy.

Mental assault also directly affects the target's consciousness, aiming to destroy the target's sea of ​​consciousness, weaken their willpower, or even control them.

But the player told him that there were other ways to attack, such as being "low-class" and directly targeting emotional pain points.

In order to apply this tactic to other battlefields.

It used the information processing capabilities of the Evil Eye to conduct in-depth research on those powerful enemies that were difficult to defeat in a short period of time through war, by connecting all the databases of the Black Tide nodes.

They even attempt to break into the mental communication networks of hostile forces, translate their languages, and collect the culture, history, beliefs, taboos, and even jokes and shameful memories of the target ethnic group.

During this period, the mockery database will be gradually improved.

Then it was used initially on the battlefield.

During this time, the evil army is no longer a silent killing machine; it will brandish its claws and use its newly learned, still somewhat awkward, language to stab at its enemies.

These words may not be harmful at all, and may even be found amusing by hostile creatures.

However, the core of the psychological taunt tactic is its potential for growth.

During this period, the Evil Eye will collect feedback from the opposing warrior's expression, eyes, and other aspects every time a taunt is launched.

Continuously optimize the content of the material library.

The lethality will gradually increase during this period.

The end result is that foul language, slander, rumors, and gossip... pour out from the mouth of evil spirits.

Although it causes zero physical damage, it has extremely strong mental pollution power.

Many arrogant enemies were so enraged that their formations were thrown into chaos, and their fighting strength was greatly reduced.

Extreme foul mouth brings extreme enjoyment.

At least for it and its allies, watching their adversary lose their minds in anger is an innovative victory.

It has now taken the essence of player-induced harassment to a whole new level.

This transformed the evil army into an "all-around" nightmare force capable of physical torture, mental mockery, and painful radiation.

This is undoubtedly another successful tactic after integrating resources.

During this period, the “Evil Spirit Alliance” led by him has expanded to 28 members.

The internal structure is clear: it is the leader, and the four more senior and powerful evil spirits, Corrupted Heart, Ghost Fang, Iron Spine, and Blood Pattern, are the next level, forming the core leadership.

The rest of the members are all "newcomers" who have recently arrived in various regions of the Pale Continent.

Actively recruiting these new people is a strategic choice made after careful consideration.

The newly arrived evil spirits have a shallow understanding of the monster world and an even more vague understanding of the situation on the Pale Continent. They are also in the weakest budding stage in their initial stage.

As insignificant drops of water in the black tide sweeping across the monster world, they will receive no help.

Many things require you to figure them out on your own.

Just like when it first arrived, it suffered a great loss because of its shallow understanding.

At this point, by extending a helping hand to the newcomers, providing them with protection and some basic Black Tide energy, they will develop a sense of belonging to the alliance.

This is far simpler than trying to persuade those established evil spirits who are already deeply rooted and each have their own agendas.

They haven't yet established a self-development logic in the monster world, so they are more likely to accept the alliance rules and strategic direction set by it.

Once the newcomers develop, they will become a solid force in the league.

Offering help in times of need is far better than adding to someone's success. Early assistance will make them more willing to contribute to the overall interests of the alliance in the future, and they will be more loyal.

Like the evil spirits such as Ghost Fang and Blood Pattern that initially allied with it, they were even willing to rebuke the king for its sake.

Although it was a veiled rebuke, it was already a latent attitude.

Secondly, it was also taken into consideration that these newcomers were scattered in different areas of the Pale Continent, and their strongholds naturally became outpost information nodes for the Evil Alliance.

This expanded the alliance's sphere of influence and intelligence sources, laying the foundation for multi-directional development in future strategic planning.

The alliance's increased size means it can better distribute pressure when facing common enemies, especially the player and Zerg.

For example, when it encounters an attack that the player did not expect.

Reinforcements can now arrive from multiple directions, instead of relying solely on the limited four core members as before.

If any of the four evil spirits is unable to leave, its situation will be very critical.

It knew very well that in this perilous world, going it alone would inevitably lead to death.

As evil spirits, they have very little value within the Black Tide system.

Only by banding together and building a well-structured alliance system with shared interests can they gain a chance of survival in the long struggle against players, the Zerg, and other local forces.

These newly established allies are pawns it has laid out for the future.

This is also the key to whether the Evil Spirit Alliance can truly grow into a force that cannot be ignored.

Just as the Earth Spirit was silently planning the future of the alliance, it suddenly felt something and looked up at the sky.

The moon, which seemed to be forever stained with a sticky, blood-red color, began to tremble slightly.

The once stable crimson light began to flicker erratically, like a beating heart, and ripples like water appeared on the edge of the moon.

An invisible energy fluctuation, centered on the Blood Moon, swept rapidly across the entire Emperor's Tomb Mountain Range region.

The evil spirit felt a chill run down its spine:
The phase of the moon... is about to change!

……

ten minutes later.

In front of the Evil Eye Tower, players, evil spirits, and the Zerg stood in formation, their forces clashing.

However, the three parties did not engage in their usual fighting; their attention was entirely focused on the swaying blood moon in the sky.

Sudden.

Under the command of the God-King, the player army erupted in a unified, thunderous roar that shook the heavens.
"A waning moon!"

The next second, from the direction of the evil legion, a torrent of low, chilling roars surged forth to counter it:
"Full moon!"

Amidst the Zerg battle, sharp, piercing screechs also shrieked, forming a third wave of sound:
"grumble!"

"Waning crescent moon!" The players' second wave of shouts followed immediately.

"Great Evil Moon!" The army of evil spirits roared in response.

"Chi chi chi chi!"

With a series of unified shouts, one person finished singing and another took the stage.

The sounds of explosions echoed across the battlefield.

This is also the absurd drama that inevitably unfolds in the Emperor's Tomb Mountains every time the lunar phases change.

This is also referred to by forum users as: the version launch time.

　Here are 8300 words~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)