The Monster is Coming

Chapter 486 They still say it's not open! (Seeking monthly votes)

Emperor's Tomb Mountain Range, Tianyuan Node.

The tower, shrouded in black mist, pierced the earth's fissures like a mountain ridge, soaring straight into the clouds.

The tower, though once eerie, still retained its architectural outline, but now it has been replaced by twisted black thorns.

Above the platform at the top of the tower, there is a suspended crystal that burns with dark red flames like the sun, like a giant eye looking down at the earth.

Beneath the crystal was a domineering figure.

It stood suspended in mid-air with its arms crossed over its chest, clad in a ferocious, jet-black armor. Two intertwined dark red spirit patterns adorned its shoulder armor, and blood-red flames burned in its eye sockets. Behind it was an evil eye with waving tentacles.

His slightly bowed face was hidden in the shadow cast by the evil eye, revealing only his cold and hard jawline. The pressure emanating from his body was like a solid boulder, causing the mountains below to tremble slightly.

Towering towers, burning eyes, and domineering figures—these three elements merge to form the most terrifying symbol of the Emperor's Tomb Mountains: the Earthly Tyrant.

Like a lurking beast, it overlooks the earth, waiting to unleash a destructive wave that will sweep across the world.

At this moment, the consciousness of the Earth Spirit was immersed in the Alliance's spiritual network.

In contrast to the silence outside, the inside was bustling with noise.

Reef: Do you even know how to play? You couldn't kill them even in a 2v1 situation, and some of them even escaped. How could we have chosen an idiot like you to come to the Monster World? Don't you feel ashamed as an evil spirit? With skills like yours, you should be sent to a smaller world. You're not good enough for this place, understand?

Nightshade: My troops have been upgraded to the Seventh Palace. I'm incredibly strong now. Do you have any orders? I can't take down the nearby tribes for the time being. Please send me a cooperative order to help me develop.

Po Mie: Brothers, who researched this Cataclysm unit? It's so useful! I'm going to mainly play the Doomsday + Cataclysm build from now on. Also, I'd like to ask, do you guys prioritize upgrading the secondary ward or the tower strength with your Black Tide Energy?

Qiansi: Found a big one! Two evil spirit brothers with unit strength above the eighth palace. Quickly form a team. After we finish this wave, I will break through to the ninth palace.

Kuangshang: Di Nian is really awesome! I just finished reading the previous battle records. He truly deserves to be the strongest of the new generation in my eyes. With this potential, he's already a future king.

……

The Evil Spirit Alliance has now expanded to 118 members.

The vast majority of them joined as newcomers.

Before joining the alliance, most of them were in dire straits, and the alliance's timely assistance enabled them to quickly develop a sense of belonging.

This is precisely the way that the Earth Spirit Evil Spirit has figured out to break the deadlock in its desperate situation.

成熟的邪灵战士对发展模式有一套自己的理念，难以拉拢。

Newcomers are more likely to integrate into the new system and become trusted allies.

Starting with the earliest Bloodline, Ghost Fang, Iron Spine, and Corrupted Heart, the Alliance gradually established a complementary and cooperative mechanism.

To make collaboration easier, it also introduced a team mode in the Spirit Network.

They will weave together a cooperative network of evil spirits scattered across various regions and possessing diverse abilities.

When any member encounters a formidable enemy, they can initiate a team invitation to gather forces from multiple parties to jointly overcome the challenge, and afterwards share the spoils according to their contributions.

By integrating resources across regions, many previously intractable problems have been overcome one by one.

What were originally isolated "points" have been connected into an invincible "surface".

Each member achieved a much faster growth rate through collaboration than through independent development, which completely reversed the passive situation of being trapped in the Emperor's Tomb Mountains.

It can now mobilize the Black Tide energy at any time to support other nodes and gain war benefits from it.

As good news kept pouring in from all parts of the alliance, the difficulties faced by members were resolved one after another.

But this one, the leader, never finds peace in its own territory.

The two monstrous forces entrenched in the Emperor's Tomb Mountains are like maggots clinging to bones, deeply rooted and entrenched.

No matter what methods it uses to defeat and drive them away time and time again, it will soon be able to make a comeback.

They even went so far as to escalate their actions.

This endless tug-of-war seems to have no end in sight; it just never seems to stop.

Sometimes, as it gazes at the two beastly legions surging like a tide in the mountains below, an absurd thought might even arise in its mind.

These two things are probably a form of retribution sent to torment it.

It can strategize within the mental network, helping allies break through predicaments, and it can also unite the forces of all parties to overcome powerful enemies that are difficult to defeat in a short period of time.

They tried everything to deal with the trouble right on their own doorstep, but could only maintain a disgusting situation of neither winning nor losing.

The stark contrast infuriated it.

It's like a miracle doctor who can cure other people's diseases but can't cure his own stubborn ailment.

Scanning the communication information in the mental network, the Earth Spirit's consciousness appeared in the "spatial maze," its gaze focusing on the demigod-level powerhouse trapped within: the Great Stele Priest.

The once mighty Great Monument Priest is now impaled in the void by countless dark red chains piercing his limbs.

Its divine light had dimmed to the point of being like a candle in the wind, and its body, which was once cast in bronze, was now covered with spiderweb-like cracks. Each breath it took was accompanied by a hoarse sound like a broken bellows.

But a demigod is still a demigod.

boom!
The moment its consciousness descended, the Great Stele Sacrifice suddenly raised its head, and the flames of civilization erupted from its turbid eyes.

He forcefully broke through three chains, and with a wave of his hand, the power of civilization gathered in his palm, striking forward with the force of a cataclysmic event.

The power unleashed by this attack distorted and shattered the spatial barrier.

But after the palm strike tore through the spatial mist, what the Great Stele Sacrifice saw was yet another, even more complex spatial corridor.

Just as it had tried its best to break through before, it had only moved from one level to another, and had never been able to get out of the predicament.

"Ugh!"

The Great Stele Sacrifice let out a roar like a trapped beast, and golden light burst forth from the cracks all over its body.

At this moment, the evil spirit of the earth raised its hand, and the black tide energy inside the tower surged and burned.

Whenever the Grand Monument Priest attempts to gather divine power, countless whispering, malevolent shadows appear on the walls of the labyrinth, gnawing at his mind like maggots clinging to bones.

The space beneath his feet would transform into a swamp that devoured energy, continuously draining away the vital energy he had just gathered.

This process has lasted for six months.

The Earth Spirit's plan to grind blood is nearing its end.

At this moment, the grand monument ceremony no longer possessed the majesty of a demigod.

In its constant struggle, its body became hunched over like an old man, its once brilliant divine form turned ashen and dilapidated, and its eyes, which once reflected the rise and fall of civilizations, were now just two stagnant pools of water.

Occasionally a glimmer of clarity would flash by, but it would quickly be swallowed up by the grayness.

The six months of torment exhausted its divine power and eroded its will.

It's like a stone tablet eroded by time, slowly peeling away and crumbling.

During this long period of attrition, this demigod did attempt to break the deadlock.

It once deliberately extinguished the divine flame within its body, disguising itself as completely exhausted, in an attempt to lure it out.

In reality, he condensed divine power into a fake core, while secretly accumulating strength to prepare for a self-destruction breakout.

But all these carefully designed strategies are meaningless in its presence.

无论大碑祭表现得多么逼真，空间迷宫的侵蚀从未停歇，黑潮能量的消磨始终在继续。

It doesn't need to show itself or take risks at all.

With absolute home-field advantage, all the prey's struggles are nothing more than futile attempts to delay the end.

After this outbreak, the Grand Monument Festival was completely extinguished.

However, the evil spirit did not rush to act. Instead, it had the evil eye carefully calculate the energy consumption records of the Great Stele Sacrifice and deduce its divine power reserves.

After obtaining the data, it realized that the moment of harvest was finally approaching.

The next second, its thoughts echoed throughout the "Evil Spirit Alliance's" mental network, sending out a cry for help.

Immediately, members of the Evil Spirit Alliance responded.

The mental network instantly erupted in excitement.

Iron Spine's will was the first to roar in response:

"After holding back for half a year, this day has finally come. Boss Di Nian, my newly forged 'Soul-Splitting Piercing' is ready to go at any time. No matter what kind of demigod tortoise shell it is, I'll pierce it right through."

“Boss Di Nian, I’m here to help you,” Fu Xin said at this moment.

The response came soon after from the reefs in the endless sea:

“算我一个，资源就不要了，击杀半神这个成就我得要。”

One after another, powerful thoughts rushed in, and the evil moon above the Emperor's Tomb Mountain Range suddenly flickered.

The immense black tide energy surged through the mental network, transforming into a jet-black pillar of light that fell and poured into the Evil Eye Tower.

Subsequently, guided by the consciousness of the evil spirits, they converged in the spatial labyrinth.

The once silent labyrinth walls suddenly lit up with countless ferocious runes, and evil spirits from all directions, like a swarm of sharks smelling blood, descended upon the exhausted Great Stele.

The spatial cage instantly transformed into a boiling furnace.

The power of rules from different evil spirits is released through self-created units.

The Iron Spine's soul-ripping shriek tore at the Great Stele Priest's soul, and the rampant corrupting power bloomed into pale green flowers on his divine body. The heavy pressure of the reef's tides relentlessly ground down the last wisp of divine fire within the Great Stele Priest's body.

The Great Stele Sacrifice emitted a hoarse roar.

In its final moments, its once lifeless eyes burst forth with dazzling golden light, and its riddled body straightened once more, attempting a final stand.

A series of illusory images of civilizations appeared around him, the last echoes of the myriad worlds that it had once buried.

"I am... the guardian of all realms of Beiyuan... how could I... perish here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, divine blood surged into the sky like a waterfall flowing backward, burning fiercely and temporarily breaking free from the restraints of the black tide energy.

但再璀璨的神火也已是油尽灯枯。

The evil spirit of the earth watched all this indifferently, and in the blink of an eye, even more black tide energy pressed down like a curtain of the sky.

The other evil spirits that joined the battle also joined in. Faced with the united torrent of darkness, the demigod's fate was sealed.

When the last wisp of divine blood was extracted from the Great Stele's body and his divine soul was decomposed, his already riddled divine body finally couldn't hold on any longer and exploded instantly.

Only the roar before it vanished still echoed in the spatial labyrinth.

The Earth Spirit silently watched the Great Stele Sacrifice dissipate. With a wave of its hand, the labyrinth space began to compress, and all the energy left behind by the Great Stele Sacrifice transformed into a surging torrent that poured into the Black Tide Tower during the compression process.

The surging energy caused the tower to tremble, and the burning crystals at the top of the tower emitted an unprecedented dark red light, illuminating the gloomy sky of the Emperor's Tomb Mountains.

At this moment, a rare, cold smile appeared on the face of the Earth Spirit.

The hunt, which lasted for half a year, was finally a success.

Energy absorption is only the most superficial benefit.

Deep within the vast divine energy perceived by consciousness, a core of rules woven from the world's primordial runes was precisely extracted by the Earth Spirit Evil Spirit.

The rule is: civilization.

It did not choose to directly devour and decompose the remaining parts of the Great Stele Sacrifice.

Instead, it mobilizes the computing power of the Evil Eye to analyze it.

In this process, the long life memory of the Great Stele Ceremony is reshaped.

随后，在地念邪灵以意志构筑的“地念宫殿”最深处，一座座形态各异的墓碑拔地而起，墓碑皆是以大碑祭的记忆为蓝本，利用黑潮能量进行复刻制作。

Each tombstone represents a civilization recorded in the Grand Stele Ceremony.

The monument is engraved with the symbolic totems of this civilization, and inside there is even a complete technology tree, philosophical thought, artistic achievements, power system... As long as the evil spirit of the earth is willing, it can even consume energy to materialize the representative creations of these civilizations, and even life, just like the Monument Abyss Clan.

But it doesn't care at all about the civilized soldiers shaped by the tombstones of civilization.

What it seeks is to forge a demigod within the Pain Tide system, using the rules of civilization as its core, the tombstone as the carrier of the rules' logic, and combining the energy of the Black Tide with the energy obtained from the Great Stele Decomposition Sacrifice.

Countless tombstones of civilizations floated in the air under the will of the evil spirits of the earth, rotating around consciousness.

The computing power of 118 auxiliary eyes, with the auxiliary eye as the core, is activated simultaneously.

Willpower is the furnace, and creation begins.

The core of the "civilization" rules, which had been stripped away, was placed at the center of an invisible furnace, serving as the energy core (heart) of this new creation.

Every pulse at the core of civilization causes the tombstones of civilization to release countless rays of light and shadow, gradually aligning with the rules.

Once the docking was complete, the surrounding tombstones crumbled with a deafening roar.

They transformed into countless runes and imprints carrying information from different civilizations.

Guided by the will of the evil spirits, like rivers flowing into the sea, they intertwined, reconstructed, and ultimately coalesced into a civilization skeleton that carries the knowledge and history of all worlds.

This skeleton is the body of the new soldier's rules.

Then, crimson energy originating from the Pain Tide system surged forth.

如同炽热的岩浆，灌入文明骨架之中化作肌肉与神经，它将不同文明的特性相融，赋予了这具躯体契合黑潮的体系架构。

Then, a powerful surge of black energy rushed in, like black blood, flowing through every minute detail of the civilization's skeleton and the energy of pain, completely activating it and integrating it into a complete living entity.

This black tide energy is its lifeblood.

Finally, there are billions of simulated runs under computing power.

Half a day later, the melting and casting were completed.

In the center of the military palace, a figure slowly landed.

Its body is majestic, with dark red and black energy patterns flowing across its surface, and the totems of countless civilizations can be vaguely seen rapidly forming and then dissipating.

The soldier's face was blurred, but his eyes burned with two dark red flames, like the abyss of hell.

The left eye reflects the birth and glory of civilization, while the right eye reflects the collapse and end of the world.

It is a brand-new unit born from the legacy of the Great Monument Sacrifice, forging civilization rules, civilization memories, the power of pain, and the energy of the Black Tide.

Di Nian named it: Wan Ji.

The fully formed Wanji slowly raised his head, his empty gaze piercing through the Earthly Palace, looking towards the boundless world outside the troop space. His gaze finally locked onto a pair of burning dark red eyes atop the tower, and then he slowly knelt on one knee:

"host."

At that moment, congratulations from other evil spirits echoed through the mental network.

"Congratulations, Boss Nian! Another brand new rule has been added, giving birth to a brand new intelligent unit."

"Boss is awesome, can I borrow this demigod unit for a couple of days?"

"Lend it to me first, I want to try it too."

The mental network was instantly overwhelmed by a tidal wave of congratulations and excitement.

Witnessing the birth of a demigod belonging to the Alliance was a powerful boost to the hearts of all evil spirits.

This means they are more competitive in the monster world.

As the evil spirit listened to the clamor in the mental network, the corners of its mouth widened, then burst into laughter:
"Haha...hahaha."

Laughter echoed at the top of the tower, filled with unbridled joy.

Years of pent-up frustration and the endless harassment from those beastly players and the beastly Zerg race have all transformed into the exhilaration that is about to begin.

With the "Wanji," a demigod soldier that embodies the rules of civilization, the situation will be completely rewritten.

It seemed to have already seen the inexhaustible swarm of insects being crushed into mud in the face of absolute power.

The cunning and wicked player race wailed and collapsed before absolute power.

Even if we can't uproot these two beasts, we must still crush them in the mud of the Emperor's Tomb Mountain Range.

Let them also taste the bitterness of endless torment.

Offense and defense have changed shape!
The crimson flames within the Earth Spirit's eye sockets burned fiercely as it surveyed the land below the tower, silently declaring to the two beastly forces it so deeply loathed:

"It's your turn... to bear the brunt of my wrath."

等待中，两大畜生势力如期而至。

To the rear, the Zerg army surged across the mountain ridge like a tidal wave, the screeching sound of their carapaces rubbing together forming a death symphony.

Ahead, the elements released by the player legion intertwined in the air to form highly insulting characters and images, also bringing with them a clamor.

This time, however, the Earth Spirit felt no irritation as usual; in fact, it was somewhat looking forward to seeing the frustrated faces of the player race.

"Just in time."

It stands atop the tower, overlooking the enemy army surging in like a tide, and slowly raises its right hand.

In an instant, the black mist above the Emperor's Tomb Mountain Range boiled.

"Boss Di Nian, the time has come for you to finally hold your head high."

“地念老大，揍死嘴欠的畜生玩家，我看他们不顺眼很久了。”

"Haha, times have changed, this time it's our turn to be powerful."

The immense black tide energy surged forth like a burst dam, transforming into a black cloud that blotted out the sky and enveloped the battlefield.

Within the clouds, countless evil soldiers poured down like a torrential rain, roaring as they gathered into an army.

But this is just the beginning.

With the will of the evil spirit at its core, dark red painful energy began to emerge in the black tide, outlining a huge shape.

A life force that made everything tremble swept out like a storm.

The charging Zerg swarm paused, and the Zerg mastermind behind them clearly sensed the pressure emanating from the life level.

Under the watchful eyes of all, the dark red energy core finally solidified.

A majestic figure appeared, stepping through the air.

It was utter silence.

在地念的操控下，它的眼眸锁定前方如蚁群般涌来的玩家大军，缓缓抬起由无数文明烙印构筑的右掌，猛地向前拍下。

boom!
Wherever the palm print passed, space shattered inch by inch. Countless illusory civilizations rose and fell within the palm print, carrying the momentum to bury all worlds, and crushed down toward the area where the player army was most concentrated.

Before the palm print even arrived, the terrifying pressure had already caused the earth to collapse.

But just as this palm strike was about to land completely...

A highly refined golden sword aura shot into the sky from the ranks of players.

This sword strike seemed capable of severing cause and effect, and splitting open chaos.

Wherever the sword light passed, the illusory images of civilization floating in the Wanji palm print shattered one after another like bubbles, and the powerful palm print was forcibly torn apart from the center.

The golden sword energy continued its unabated momentum, soaring straight into the sky and tearing a huge gap in the black tide clouds that covered the horizon, allowing the long-lost sunlight to shine through.

At this moment, the Earth Spirit, suspended atop the Evil Eye Tower, froze the joyful smile on its face.

The flames burning in its eye sockets suddenly froze. It stared intently at the gradually dissipating golden sword light, its face contorted and veins bulging.

After a brief silence, a torrent of angry curses burst forth:

"Fuck you, where did this ** come from?! This is fucking **?!"

Meanwhile, at the player army center.

The God-King clenched his fists and cursed loudly in the battle channel.

He specially invited "Tiger Slayer" to help him, originally intending to crush the bully and enjoy watching the pathetic state of the bully under absolute power.

But when he saw the "Wanji" that suddenly appeared in the black tide, the smile on his face disappeared.

At this moment, the God-King and the Earthly Mind, who were facing off across the void, reached a similar conclusion amidst their curses:
The opponent's inflated fighting power is simply unreasonable.

A demigod can appear just like that, and yet he says he hasn't opened it!
　Asking for a monthly ticket at the beginning of the month~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)