The Monster is Coming

I've learned this lesson in Chapter 420!

In the confrontation of the war system, the Great Monument Festival found that its side was at an absolute disadvantage.

It originally focused on defending the clan's territory in order to protect its people and maintain the foundation of the Beiyuan clan.

If left unchecked, the potential of the race will perish in the war.

But it tried many times, whether it was the Legion of Civilized Heroes or the "Shadow Legion of Civilization" that it painstakingly built.

Despite the precise dismantling by the evil spirits behind the scenes and the frenzied devouring by the three natural disasters, the expected blocking effect could not be achieved.

If this continues, the Beiyuan Clan simply cannot afford to waste time.

The opponent is the Triple Calamity, which has an almost unlimited supply of troops. Even when it makes a move, each seemingly overwhelming "crushing" attack is meaningless.

The offensive will be launched again after one wave is wiped out.

We've fallen into the opponent's most effective strategy: a war of attrition.

The only way to break this deadlock is to behead the enemy.

The masterminds behind the war must be severed.

At this moment, the Great Stele Sacrifice, carrying the power of civilized rules, crashed into the pitch-black spatial vortex.

What came towards them was a torrent of players and Zerg warriors.

Among them are newly arrived players and players who have been resurrected and returned.

They roared and howled as they teleported in, their arrogance palpable, wanting to merge into the destructive wave that had already been unleashed upon the territory of the Beiyuan Clan.

Without pausing during the flight, Da Beiji raised his right hand and casually struck forward with his palm.

boom!
A grayish-white ripple swept forward from it.

Wherever the ripples passed, the players remained in their charging stance, but their bodies silently crumbled like weathered sand and eventually dissipated into mist.

The insect swarm's hard shell shattered under this blow, and its life force vanished along with it.

Under the power of the end of civilization, even top players are powerless to resist for even a moment.

Without giving these vanished beings a second glance, the Great Monument Ritual transformed into a golden streak of light and sped forward along the passage.

Players and Zerg were constantly being teleported in along the way, only to silently vanish into nothingness in the distance.

It was like a shooting star streaking across the space, leaving everything in its wake to silence.

Nothing could slow it down even for a moment; only a trail of embers stretched forward within the passage.

At this moment, the Earth Spirit's perception was firmly locked onto the flying Great Stele Sacrifice.

It was not surprised by the demigods that attacked from the Beiyuan Clan.

Even before the war began, it knew that the greatest risk of this war came from decapitation strikes.

Faced with the endless triple calamities, the demigod who was in charge of the Beiyuan Clan had only two ways to break the deadlock.

One option was to abandon this land of burial fire, which they had cultivated for so long and which had accumulated countless cultural heritages, and then flee in panic with a portion of their core clansmen.

Even if a demigod in his prime wanted to escape, it couldn't stop him no matter how hard it tried.

But this choice was far too painful and costly for this race.

This is tantamount to burying most of the Beiyuan clan's past achievements, which will be difficult to rebuild in a short period of time.

Obviously, not everyone has a mechanism for rapid recycling and transfer like that purple-skinned creature.

If the demigods of the Stele Abyss do not want to give up, there is only one remaining option: destroy the command hub where it is located and nip the invasion crisis in the bud.

This is the most likely event to occur during the rehearsal of the evil spirit's thoughts.

Therefore, when constructing this spatial passage...

It therefore incorporates multiple layers of insurance.

At this moment, it was discovered that the Grand Stele Sacrifice had stepped into the spatial passage and was attacking directly, and the contingency plan was activated instantly.

The evil eye behind the evil spirit, along with 28 auxiliary eyes, simultaneously entered a state of extreme overload operation.

The evil eye suddenly widened its eyes, and black flames surged from its body.

The twenty-eight evil spirit warriors guarding behind it simultaneously ignited with jet-black flames in their eyes, their bodies trembling slightly as they transformed into twenty-eight computing nodes to assist it in carrying the information provided by the evil eye.

At this moment, the will of the evil spirit swept across the spatial passage and began to offer a meticulously prepared spatial funeral for the demigod who had intruded.

When the database starts.

A massive torrent of information surged through the mind of the evil spirit, providing it with the terrifying computing power needed for spatial manipulation.

The tower beneath their feet trembled violently.

A massive amount of black tide energy was extracted and transformed into a black beam of light, which was continuously projected onto the space teleportation array to provide energy support for the space channel.

"Array, activate."

The consciousnesses of the 28 evil spirit warriors followed the Earth Spirit in modifying the spatial passage.

Suddenly, the internal structure of the space passage changed.

A stable unidirectional path begins to malfunction frequently.

As the straight path extends, it gradually transforms into a maze, and the originally stable spatial barriers are constantly being reconstructed.

Although the Great Stele Sacrifice sensed the change in space and discovered that the spatial passage was not the smooth path he had expected, he still continued to charge towards the end without hesitation.

The body, imbued with the power of civilization, resembled a golden statue, bursting forth with dazzling light, its momentum undiminished.

"break!"

It roared, neither dodging nor avoiding, and crashed straight into the twisted and folded spatial barrier in front of it.

boom!
The flame of civilization burned fiercely, and wherever it passed, the spatial corridors shattered like glass.

The Great Stele, using its demigod body, forcibly carved out a spatial trajectory that continued to shatter forward.

When the spatial barrier was completely breached, the sight seen through the gap caused the Great Stele's pupils to contract.

Behind the gap was not the source of the teleportation array; what lay before them was a series of nested spatial prism corridors.

At a glance, it's impossible to tell which prism leads to the source of the teleportation array.

A fierce glint flashed in Da Beiji's eyes.

Without any further explanation, the flames of civilization around him erupted, and his figure transformed into an even more blazing golden streak, crashing headlong into the layers of prism corridors.

Since we can't tell the difference, let's crush them all!

boom! boom! boom!
Hundreds of spatial prisms shattered one after another under its violent impact, and countless spatial fragments broke and dissipated.

Wherever it went, it plowed out a path of destruction, a path made of shattered mirrors that stretched ever forward.

Domineering and tyrannical, crushing all fancy tricks with absolute power.

But when it broke through the layers of mirrored corridors, the scene before it made it pause.

The source is not yet ahead; instead, a spiral staircase, composed of countless intersecting spatial passages, leads to an unknown direction.

Its power can still crush everything.

But the way out always seems to lie behind the next layer of broken scenery.

"Let's see how long you can hold out."

The golden light surged again, and the Great Monument Slaughtered the spiral staircase ahead with even greater ferocity.

The flames of civilization consumed everything in their path, and the intersecting spatial passages continuously collapsed under the force of absolute power.

It knew that maintaining such a scale of spatial changes would inevitably consume terrifying amounts of resources.

The more fragmented the spatial structure, the heavier the burden on the other side.

During this process, Da Beiji could sense that the surrounding spatial structure was becoming unstable.

Victory is at hand!

To this end, it did not hesitate to burn its own essence, pushing its speed to the extreme, transforming into a destructive torrent, trying to forcibly break through this endless spatial labyrinth.

He raised his fist and clenched it tightly. A tremendous divine power blasted out with his right fist. The power of civilized rules poured out like a flood, crushing a large area of ​​space into dust.

But when the dust settled, the result was still not what it wanted.

What was revealed was an even more chaotic scene: a shattered city upside down, a long river of lava flowing in reverse... countless disordered scenes appeared in the air.

Roar!
The Grand Monument Ceremony launched another offensive.

Like a Tyrannosaurus Rex trapped in a kaleidoscope, each time it tears apart the illusion before it, an even more bizarre and fantastical scene emerges.

The spatial passage is like a maze without end or boundary.

The path can extend indefinitely ahead.

the other side.

The Earth Spirit hovered atop the tower, its body churning violently with black mist, its form trembling slightly from the excessive computing power it was bearing.

Every second, massive amounts of spatial structures are violently crushed by the Great Monument Sacrifice.

During this time, the Evil Eye and 28 Auxiliary Eyes operated at overclocked speed, frantically calculating and generating new maze paths to fill the gaps that had been destroyed.

This is a brutal war of attrition.

The comparison is whether the speed at which the demigods of the Beiyuan Clan can destroy things is faster, or whether they can generate spatial labyrinths faster.

The energy of the Black Tide was extracted at an unprecedented rate and injected into the spatial channel.

The entire passage constantly changes under its will.

From the perspective of perception, the Great Stele Sacrifice roared, its body bursting with dazzling golden light.

With a single punch, a force powerful enough to tear stars apart slammed into the spatial barrier.

Maintaining the spatial maze allowed the Earth Spirits to push their computing power to the limit, temporarily relinquishing most of their command over the main battlefield.

Under this extreme pressure, the Earth Spirit began its airdrop.

The will swept across the entrance to the teleportation array.

Players and Zerg continue to pour in, but this time it did not direct them toward the Monument Abyss.

Instead, it was directed at the demigod of the Beiyuan Clan who was trapped in the spatial passage.

The result is no suspense.

The flames of civilization swept through, instantly vaporizing the players and reducing the Zerg to ashes.

The gap between the two sides was like heaven and earth; these combat units couldn't even delay the demigod of the Beiyuan Clan for a moment.

But the evil spirits of the earth don't expect them to create miracles.

When the Great Monument's senses detect these suddenly appearing lives, the brief distraction itself can have a delaying effect.

Even if this time is only 0.001 seconds, it can alleviate its stress.

Even a slight hesitation is a bargaining chip.

It was also the factor that influenced the balance of victory in this duel with the demigod.

Multiple airdrops can accumulate into a large amount.

The frequency of airdrops increased during this period.

Waves of players and Zerg, like kindling thrown into a furnace, appeared and disappeared in the maze, only to be instantly vaporized by the flames of civilization.

They were trying to buy the earth spirit that moment to keep the labyrinth from collapsing.

During this time, the world communication channel was in an uproar:

"Wait, what happened to the 100% teleportation success rate? I just entered the teleportation array, ready to start fighting, and then everything went black and then bright again, and I was back in the dark room?"

"Same as above. I only found out I was instantly killed after checking the logs, but none of my demigods from the Beiyuan clan saw it. What a joke."

"What the hell are these bullies doing, airdropping us right in front of a demigod? Is that something a human would do?"

"That beastly bully used us to fill the BOSS slots. It's the kind of beastly thing he would do. It suits us perfectly. He deserves to die."

"Bullys are inhuman in their daily lives. Stay calm. If you really think they're cooperating with you, of course they'll prioritize their own interests."

The players' heated discussion went unheard by the Earth Spirit.

Even if I hear it, I won't stop.

It continued to airdrop players and Zerg warriors, constantly disrupting the sabotage operations at the Great Monument.

the other side.

During the frenzied breakout, the Great Monument Sacrifice discovered that it was still unable to successfully break through the confinement of the spatial passage.

This gave it the idea to change its breakthrough strategy.

In the ensuing destruction, it deliberately created different forms of energy impacts, and then observed the spatial labyrinth's reaction speed and repair efficiency during the destruction.

For example, suddenly changing the direction of the breakthrough and observing the emergency scheduling of energy flow.

These subtle probes were all recorded with a lantern.

Gradually, a vague spatial outline emerged in its mind.

It keenly sensed that this seemingly disordered spatial transformation actually concealed a complex operational pattern.

This trajectory, or more accurately, the thought process of the behind-the-scenes evil warrior.

It chose to remain silent, continuing its violent and destructive behavior.

During this time, the lantern in his left hand rippled slightly.

In the flames, countless cultural heritages are transformed into fuel.

The calculation methods that were once used to deduce the trajectory of stars and construct the foundation of the array were activated at this moment, transforming into an invisible torrent of computing power, and began to analyze the underlying structure of this spatial labyrinth.

As destruction continues, the changes in the spatial trajectory are constantly being collected and recorded.

The grand memorial ceremony was clear in the heart.

The opponent must be weaker than us, otherwise they wouldn't interfere in this way.

Even if it is at a slight disadvantage, given its understanding of the Black Tide evil spirits, it will inevitably choose to confront them head-on.

Because of their disadvantages, the Black Tide believed that victory was inevitable.

Only when they realize that a direct confrontation would result in complete crushing defeat would they choose this roundabout mode of warfare, using every means to delay its arrival.

Therefore, we can conclude that...

In a contest of attrition, his demigod body clearly held an absolute advantage.

This is also the source of its confidence in choosing to directly target the source of the teleportation array.

With the computing power provided by the Burning Civilization, the Great Monument Sacrifice finally captured a fleeting spatial pulse during its breakthrough.

It remained silent, then suddenly exerted its power according to the deduced path.

boom!
The spatial labyrinth ahead shattered, revealing a perfectly finished spatial structure layer.

The Grand Stele was greatly encouraged, and the lantern in his hand shone brightly, burning even more fiercely with the essence of civilization and accelerating the deduction.

However, it did not rashly launch an attack on the predicted path.

It transformed into a golden streak of light and veered off course, crashing headlong into other areas.

The flames of civilization violently tore through layers of spatial barriers, continuing their brute-force charge.

Through its deliberate, flawed breakthrough, it sensed that the entire maze was mobilizing far less energy than expected to repair this "irrelevant" area.

This confirms its suspicion that the evil warriors focused their main computing power on maintaining the "real path".

The Great Monument Sacrifice's offensive grew increasingly ferocious, secretly investing more of its cultural heritage into the lanterns, refining its deduction of that crucial path.

It must ensure that when it launches a fatal blow, it is absolutely certain that it will succeed.

In the subsequent probing attacks, the Great Monument Sacrifice deliberately interspersed several short, sharp attacks on the deduced path.

As predicted, each attack precisely shook the structure of the spatial labyrinth, causing the entire spatial passage to tremble far more violently than when other areas were destroyed.

The authenticity of that path is now beyond doubt.

When the simulation results came out.

There was no more hesitation in Da Beiji's heart.

It no longer concealed itself; the flames of civilization burning around it suddenly receded inward, and the light enveloping it condensed to its extreme.

It's time to end this chase.

An "optimal path" leading to the source gradually became clear in its mind.

Rushing forward along this deduced trajectory, the divine power caused spatial structures to collapse, far exceeding the efficiency of the previous aimless collisions.

Everything is confirming that its deduction is correct.

The resistance of young evil spirits is clearly no match for true ancient wisdom.

Finally, the spatial structure layer under construction and not yet complete appeared in front.

We can see that the spatial structure is being perfected at a sudden speed, and it is constantly collapsing backward.

Clearly, the opponent panicked and began to accelerate their construction.

Realizing that he was about to clear the Great Monument Festival, he quickly locked onto the dazzling spatial node in front of him, which resembled a lighthouse.

Destroy it, and the annoying spatial maze will vanish.

No further reservations are needed.

The illusory images of civilization surrounding the Great Stele Sacrifice flowed and burned at an unprecedented speed, pouring vast divine power into his right fist.

It aims to shatter the spatial labyrinth with absolute power, leaving no chance for it to heal again.

"break!"

The flame of civilization burned brighter than ever before, then transformed into a golden beam of light powerful enough to pierce through the stars, crashing down on that spatial node.

At the summit of the tower, from the perspective of the evil spirit, the focus is on the earth-shattering blow of the Great Stele Sacrifice Stone.

On his indifferent face, a cruel smile slowly crept onto his lips.

Having fought in the monster world for three years, it understands that the player race, clinging to it like a parasite, is constantly drawing its power and learning its war rhythm.

But it has never stopped learning.

Players are also a group it learns from.

The Black Tide Legion gave each evil spirit warrior an auxiliary eye to improve their combat efficiency.

Through analysis and calculation, and then with the most violent torrent of evil, everything is submerged along the optimal path.

Schemes and conspiracies have never been the mainstream warfare model of the Black Tide.

Until it encountered the player race's legendary commander.

Setbacks followed one after another, with seemingly perfect plans being thwarted by the opponent in unbelievable ways.

It then truly understood that beyond the overwhelming force of absolute power, there was another path to victory: cunning.

The legendary commander of the player race proved to it that even the strongest fortress can be breached with skill.

Even the greatest power, if lured onto the wrong path, will turn against it.

Just like back in the Golden Realm, the legendary commander ordered the main force of players to attack the Black Tide Tower, seemingly because they were in a hurry to get there, and used the siege to relieve the pressure on the player race members in the Golden Realm.

At the time, it believed that this was nothing more than a futile struggle by the player race.

But despite having victory in its grasp, it was taught a harsh lesson by its opponent.

The shock of millions of players switching scenes left it feeling extremely frustrated.

But it never gives up.

It learned this lesson.

They use falsehoods to conceal the truth and weave stories based on their opponents' expectations.

Just like back then, in its final moments within its golden domain, that creature revealed its deadly fangs.

Boom!

The Great Monument unleashed a full-force punch, pouring it forth without reservation, shattering the spatial node in front of it.

However, the collapse of the spatial labyrinth envisioned for the Great Monument Festival did not occur.

A familiar ripple of energy rose from behind, tearing through space before roaring out.

It was this strike that ignited the essence of civilization and gathered all its strength.

I've been used!

At that moment, both enlightenment and rage surged into the heart of the Grand Stele Sacrifice.

boom!
The golden torrent generated by the all-out attack touched his back.

Its body flew back like a meteor, smashing through layers of spatial structures along its path, carving a chaotic and broken trail in the spatial labyrinth.

puff!
A mouthful of golden blood gushed out uncontrollably, and the flames of civilization burning around him flickered violently, their light suddenly dimming.

It struggled to steady itself, its body trembling as it looked back at the slowly closing spatial rift, its eyes filled with incomprehensible shock.

A strong emotion welled up in my heart.

It clearly sensed... that fear was surging within it.

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(End of this chapter)