The Monster is Coming

Chapter 421 The Feast Ends, History Begins anew

Golden blood drifted through the labyrinthine space.

The Great Monument Sacrifice steadied his retreating figure; the excruciating pain in his back was nothing compared to the turmoil raging within his heart.

It knew it was being used.

What you believe to be the optimal solution to break the deadlock is actually a trap from beginning to end.

In fact, it was never arrogant enough to believe that it could crack the Kuroshio space technology system.

Everything I did before was just a habit of thinking that collected "behind-the-scenes evil spirits" to build the maze while constantly destroying it.

The way each spatial structure is connected, the rhythm of switching between different maze forms, the distribution pattern of energy nodes... it attempts to deduce the thought process of the evil spirit hidden behind the scenes through these external manifestations.

The essence of this approach.

It involves using high-frequency disruption to force evil spirits to react quickly, thereby obtaining and analyzing information.

But it never imagined that the evil spirit behind the scenes was also reading its thought process in a way it couldn't comprehend.

Its probing attacks and path attempts based on the collected "patterns" all became samples for the evil spirit to analyze its thought patterns for breaking the deadlock.

Then, a seemingly perfect solution was proactively presented to it.

Because the answer it received matched its problem-solving habits, and the repeated attempts provided clear feedback, it became convinced of its abilities.

Ultimately, it was guided to gather all its strength and complete a "breakthrough" by betraying itself.

This blow shattered the confidence in the Great Monument's heart.

His swaying figure revealed his inner sense of defeat.

Roar!
A roar of grief and indignation shook the spatial labyrinth.

The Great Monument Sacrifice swung his fist again, unleashing a torrent of divine power from his body.

But this time, its power was clearly weakened.

The flames of civilization surrounding him were no longer burning brightly. The all-out attack he had just unleashed had not only severely injured his body but also consumed too much of his civilization's essence.

It has realized that it is going to fail.

But the resentment in its heart made it like a trapped beast in a desperate situation, frantically tearing at the invisible cage.

It is destroying everything in sight.

Spatial structures collapse in patches, only to be replaced by new spatial labyrinths in the next moment.

Every punch he threw felt like a hastening his own demise.

Divine power rapidly dissipated during this period, and golden particles of light continuously escaped from the wound on his back.

the other side.

The Earth Spirit hovered atop the tower, coldly watching the figures wreaking havoc within the spatial labyrinth.

It is not yet capable of killing a demigod, and even breaking through his defenses is difficult.

No matter what kind of evil spirit it generates, it will be instantly killed, even if the opponent is seriously injured.

However, it can be used for imprisonment.

Use this constantly regenerating spatial labyrinth as a cage.

Using endless evil spirits as a millstone.

They gradually eroded this demigod within this dead end of space.

With the pressure suddenly reduced, the evil spirits of the earth shifted part of their consciousness back to the land of burial fire.

Upon returning to the battlefield, it discovered that during its detached consciousness phase, the players and the Zerg were frantically devouring the forces of the Monument Abyss.

Without the suppression of the Great Monument Festival, the pace of the war accelerated significantly.

How could this feast be complete without it?

It will redirect some of its computing power back to the main battlefield.

The concerto of destruction has officially entered its final climax of harvesting.

At this moment, the Beiyuan Clan's defenses were riddled with holes. It no longer exercised micro-command; with its will, evil warriors poured down like a torrential rain amidst the surging black mist.

Join in this feast.

At that moment, the brief cooperative relationship between the three parties instantly broke down.

They reverted to being fierce rivals from the same village.

Three different colored torrents of destruction were frantically devouring the last resistance of the Beiyuan Clan, and inevitably colliding and squeezing each other.

When the external threat disappeared, the bonds that held the fragile cooperation snapped instantly.

One's own interests became the sole guiding principle for all three parties.

Players only care about sacrificial power, spiritual materials, and the resource vaults that may exist in the magnificent temple.

They charged forward with all their might, relentlessly unleashing their Life Spirit abilities on any unit that might challenge them for the spoils.

The Zerg's killing instincts were unleashed; they no longer distinguished between targets, and sharp bone spikes and corrosive acid indiscriminately covered the battlefield.

The latest instruction given to them by the mastermind is to devour all matter containing energy.

The Black Tide, controlled by the evil spirits of the earth, reveals its destructive nature.

The surging black mist, like a greedy maw, devoured everything in its path.

The remnants of the Beiyuan Clan, the Zerg, and even scattered fragments of civilization—all things can be transformed into nourishment for the Black Tide.

Of course, this excludes players who are considered "animalistic" or "beastly."

It can swallow, but it can't absorb any nutrients at all.

The three forces clashed violently as they advanced, making the battlefield even more chaotic than before.

The entire Burial Grounds were transformed into a killing inferno.

During this time, players and Zerg warriors continued to enter the spatial portal.

The evil spirits of the earth naturally knew this, and at this point, the choice to maximize their interests was to modify the teleportation trajectory in the spatial channel and exile the players and Zerg warriors who would enter later into the void.

Once the players and Zerg in the scene are exhausted, this feast will be enjoyed by it alone.

But it didn't do that.

Skipping this meal won't affect the player's or the Zerg's growth.

Their harassment will continue in the Imperial Tomb Mountains.

And it has already obtained the most valuable treasure of this battle: the imprisoned demigod of the Monument Abyss Clan.

Although it cannot be killed for the time being, eradicating it will take a long time.

But victory will come sooner or later.

At that time, the vast black tide energy transformed by the devoured demigod, as well as the civilization rules governed by the demigod, will become the cornerstone for it to move towards a higher level.

The remaining benefits of the Burial Grounds are clearly incomparable to the rules.

It can continue to compete for interests with the player race and the Zerg race on this battlefield.

This kind of struggle is a daily occurrence for the three factions in the eyes of the players; it would be strange if they didn't fight.

However, if the teleportation array is cut off, the subsequent entry of player race members will be prevented.

From the player's perspective, this war will change from a three-way cooperation to reap the benefits of external forces to simply being used.

Having worked with them for many years, it has a deep understanding of the nature of the player community.

Players are not afraid of death.

But they abhor being used as tools.

Once the label of "exploitation" is confirmed, the player race will inevitably participate in similar battles in the future.

But it will never again obey its commands and help it confront hostile forces head-on, as it has done this time.

They will only stand by and watch, or even become an ally of hostile forces.

Given the vengeful nature of the player race, it's entirely possible that, in retaliation for its "monopolization," it might turn around and help its next enemy.

At that time, it will face attacks from both powerful external enemies and player races, and the situation will become uncontrollable.

Therefore, it cannot do that.

It needs to make players and the Zerg always believe that "cooperating" with it is the most efficient way to gain benefits, even if it comes at a price.

Having tasted the benefits, given the inherently greedy nature of gamers, they will firmly remember this win-win model.

Continuing to cooperate in the future will naturally not be a problem.

This war has proven its conception correct.

A new war model has been recorded in the database: limited cooperation and profit sharing.

The next time it encounters a tough nut to crack like the Beiyuan Clan, a thorn in its side, it will be ready to face the challenge.

Perhaps, we can try again to summon these two crazed reinforcements.

Drive them to pave the way for themselves.

In the eyes of the evil spirits, this deal was incredibly worthwhile.

It calmly watched the Player and Zerg races below, fighting fiercely for resources, like an angler casting bait.

The idea is that the beastman players and the beastman Zerg will become the sharp blades in their hands in the future.

He understood that the player race must know he was using them.

The player may seem crazy, but behind him is a special strategist unit like a legendary commander, so there is no possibility of being led by the nose by it.

But it is clear to everyone that players only care about their own interests and don't care about its plans at all.

Whether or not you can make a profit is the core issue.

Without much thought, the Earth Spirit turned its gaze to the most intense battle zone on the main front.

The last resistance of the Beiyuan Clan is rapidly crumbling under the strangulation of the three forces.

Without the Grand Stele Priest in charge, and with the combined forces unable to operate smoothly, the remaining forces of the Stele Abyss Clan, though still fighting, were no longer able to organize an effective defensive line.

They could only rely on the city's defense system to put up a desperate resistance.

The Black Tide, controlled by the evil spirits of the earth, transformed into a sea of ​​death, unleashing its most ferocious attack mode.

At this moment, the most common natural disaster-type evil units in the eyes of players all disappeared, replaced by death disaster, rage, and doomsday-type evil units, which are mainly focused on efficient killing.

The Zerg, on the other hand, bared their fangs in another direction; for every inch the Zerg warriors advanced, the area covered by the creep extended by one inch.

Countless Zerg warriors transformed into fearless killing machines, using their deaths as stepping stones for the Zerg units behind them to advance.

And the players were undoubtedly the happiest party in this feast. Before the war even began, many players on the forums analyzed and speculated about the Earth Bully's scheme.

But none of that matters.

The important thing is that every time I run a dungeon with the bully, I get to eat a lot.

The Beiyuan Clan possesses profound cultural heritage; each civilized tombstone can generate considerable sacrificial power, in addition to various spiritual materials.

Many players made a fortune in this battle.

In this grand feast, there is also a special group of people: novice players who have never participated in a large-scale joint campaign.

Many of them had never even been to the Emperor's Tomb Mountains; they usually stayed in other maps.

This time, the bully launched a cross-border expedition, and with the participation of many top guilds, they also chose to come along.

Most people came with the mindset of broadening their horizons and experiencing the atmosphere of a top-level battle.

They didn't expect to gain any real benefits; they just hoped not to die too quickly and to witness a few more moments of magnificent warfare and carnage.

However, even on a battlefield fraught with immense risks, there are also numerous potential opportunities.

When the civilized warrior collapsed under the combined fire of the three forces, his body exploded into a shower of light and fragments, the fragments containing the energy derived from the rules scattered like dazzling meteors.

Among them were fragments that flew up to new players.

With just a simple grab, it will "automatically" be added to your inventory.

Many quick-witted new players have survived to this day and have already accumulated over 30,000 sacrificial power.

It brings them a series of surprises and accumulated joy.

They were originally just bystanders on the battlefield, and background figures in this grand war narrative.

But unexpectedly, they became the beneficiaries.

Every "automatic pickup" feels like winning the lottery.

The sacrificial power that they usually had to painstakingly hunt to slowly accumulate skyrocketed like a rocket, instantly becoming rich and exciting, which also ignited their emotions.

At this moment, a massive amount of information is flooding the regional channels.

"Hahaha, I'm rich! I found a relatively complete ancient tombstone. It's probably worth hundreds of thousands of sacrificial energy. I'm stunned by this sudden wealth."

"Hurry up and come to the city. The buildings in the city are all made of spiritual materials. My spatial bag is already full of building materials. I've made a fortune in sacrificial power. I'm just waiting to go back to the village to offer sacrifices to Brother Di Zhao. I should be able to sell quite a few."

"In the right corridor (coordinates), a group of remnants of the Monument Abyss Clan are surrounded by the Zerg. Brothers, hurry up and get the kills! The lanterns they're carrying are very valuable."

"The bullies' black fog has crept into the East District, let's take them down!"

……

When the main battle line tore through the city defense system of the Beiyuan Clan, it flooded into the city like a torrent.

The war mode for player legions has changed again.

They formed battle groups of all sizes, traversing the shattered city and fighting for survival.

The various functional buildings constructed by the Beiyuan Clan for the development of their clan have become highly sought-after items by players.

Countless players transformed into demolition crews, embarking on a violent rampage.

The Hall of Civilized Remains was the first to be affected.

The core of this structure, which was used to maintain the connection between the tombstones of civilizations, was forcibly broken open by the players, and the pure soul fire that had not yet been consumed was completely divided up.

The space crystals embedded in the wall, used to stabilize the connecting passage, were all pried off by the player.

Even the spiritual material stone slabs were not spared; after being stored in his spatial bag, they were directly offered as a sacrifice to Emperor Zhao, instantly converting into sacrificial power.

A library of inscriptions containing countless pieces of knowledge about civilization and the principles of technology was vandalized and destroyed, with books stuffed into the space like waste paper.

If you feel it's taking up space, just sacrifice it to make room for other things.

Players will not let go of any substance that possesses even a trace of spirituality.

The most intense fighting took place over the alchemy and forging workshops in the City of Burial Fire.

This is a special place where the Beiyuan Clan produces weapons and equipment adapted to civilized warriors, and even lanterns derived from the rules.

Each brick is crafted from spiritual materials.

The total value of the entire building exceeds 1200 million sacrificial offerings, not including the various spiritual materials inside that have not yet been used.

This building became the focus of contention among the three forces. The still-warm furnace was devoured and decomposed by the Zerg, the half-finished civilization weapons on display were swept away by the players, and the spiritual mineral materials piled in the corner were decomposed by the Black Tide.

Even the floor tiles were not spared; in the blink of an eye, the entire building vanished.

Secondly, there are the multiple energy towers in the city, which serve as the core of the city's energy supply. Players brave the escaping energy turbulence and frantically strike the towers to peel off the "energy-conducting amethyst" engraved with the power of civilization inside.

Players were frequently overwhelmed by the roaring energy turbulence, but they managed to obtain a few crystals and died with smiles on their faces.

The entire main city of the Beiyuan Clan was like a locust swarm passing through.

The three forces greedily swept through everything in their sight.

In the struggle for resources, clashes are inevitable.

The tradition of launching a heavy attack on fellow villagers has been repeated, and the cooperation of the Zerg escort and the Black Tide strangulation seems like a dream.

Slaughter is the main theme of the interaction between the three forces.

The resistance of the remaining forces of the Beiyuan Clan proved insignificant during this period, and they were quickly eliminated by the three forces.

Fierce fighting and looting erupted in every corner of the city.

None of the three factions cared about death.

During this time, more players poured out of the teleportation array in the sky, enthusiastically joining the plundering frenzy.

Meanwhile, in the heart of the city of Burial Fire, in front of the Burial Fire Temple, a fierce final struggle is taking place.

Several elders of the Beiyuan Clan gathered in front of the temple, unleashing their full power of civilization in a desperate struggle.

But this is destined to be a futile struggle.

One after another, the sacred pillars that carried the memories of civilization collapsed, shattered, and vanished under the brutal advance of the three forces.

The civilizational memories belonging to the Beiyuan Clan are being rapidly erased.

To the three factions, the Beiyuan Clan's precious cultural data and technological records, which embody the wisdom of countless generations, are utterly meaningless.

Perhaps, for weaker groups, these technological materials are the key to changing the fate of civilization.

They are also a gift from heaven that allows them to transcend several eras and take a shortcut to the future.

Even in many smaller worlds, as long as the knowledge within the data can be deciphered, a powerful civilization can be quickly established.

While most of this information cannot be illuminated by the resources and environment of a small world, it records the complete path of how a group rose from humble beginnings to prominence.

They are like detailed instruction manuals for the development of civilization.

Any weak race that obtains it can, simply by following the steps, leapfrog the development process that other civilizations would take tens of thousands of years to figure out.

But in the eyes of players, Zerg, and Black Tide, they are all junk.

The three forces have only one standard for measuring value: how much black tide energy can be converted after absorption, how much sacrificial power can be provided, and how many types of troops can be hatched.

Just like the Emperor in the eyes of the players, he never cares about the craftsmanship value of the offerings made by the players, and only converts the sacrificial power according to the strength of the spiritual materials.

In this context, the information about the Beiyuan Clan's civilization is also presented in the eyes of the players.

The wisdom accumulated over a long period of time is all rubbish.

On the contrary, memory crystals and memory pillars, which encapsulate wisdom and inner strength, are the spiritual materials that players value.

Only the outer shell is taken, not the kernel.

When the last memory crystal containing information about civilization was pried away by the player, when the last pillar of the temple that recorded the past history was gnawed down by the Zerg, and when the last shred of resistance was extinguished in the black mist... the last light of civilization of the Beiyuan Clan was completely swallowed up.

At this moment, the annals of glory appeared in the minds of all the participating players.

Turning to a new page, a passage appears: "The burial fire burned away the bones of the tombstone, three parties pursued their interests and destroyed the ruined city, this battle was a great success and will be recorded in history."

Videos and screenshots of the battle's highlights flooded into the "history of glory."

Next up is the celebration time for the participating players.

Members of various guilds quickly gathered on the ruins of the Temple of the Dead, searching for iconic spots to take group photos.

"Come on, everyone in the guild, with this half-collapsed main beam of the temple as the backdrop."

"Front row, squat down; middle row, stand up straight; back row, magic-based characters, use telekinesis to levitate and display our guild's flag."

"3, 2, 1... Long live the power of sacrifice."

Each commemorative photo captures a fleeting moment.

In the scene, players strike various victory poses, with slowly wriggling fungal carpets, swirling black mist, and ruins of civilizations completely reduced to wasteland behind them.

The atmosphere on the regional channel was pleasant.

"Haha, resurrected brothers, come take a group photo! This is the first demigod-level force's home base that we destroyed."

"Manager, please send the screenshot to the guild group quickly. I want to save it. See you on the forum tonight."

"This time I really made a killing. I can open a new Star Pulse slot when I get back. I'm so happy."

"This newbie says he's never seen so much sacrificial power in his life. Thanks to his fellow villagers and bullies for carrying him."

"If there's another good thing like this, I'll come again. It's so much fun! So many fragments of civilization are flying in my face, I can't help but pick them up."

……

After several days of commotion, players gradually cleared the area on the spot and returned home satisfied.

When the three forces left.

Under the leaden sky, the countless tombstones that once stood in a solemn array have vanished, leaving only devastation in their wake.

The cemetery of civilization has finally met its end.

The pitch-black vortex in the sky slowly closed at this moment.

The lavish feast has now come to an end.

For all three parties, this battle was like another reenactment of the daily brawl at the village entrance.

The only significant improvement is in strength, and there is also a brand new enemy: the Beiyuan Clan.

However, it was merely a brief interlude in the long history of mutual fighting among the three parties.

Just like the Skyfire Clan back then, they streaked across the sky like shooting stars.

Only the war at the village entrance, involving the three calamities, continues.

　There were a lot going on during the National Day holiday, including a relative's wedding, so I haven't been able to update much these past few days. Sorry, everyone!
　　
　
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