Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

In the Servis plane, there is only one continent, and within this continent, there are seven lakes that are wider than oceans. These seven lakes divide the continent into nine interconnected continental plates.

The Eternal Plateau is located in the western part of the continent and is the highest point within the territory of the First Servis Empire.

With an average altitude of over 8,000 meters, the Eternal Plateau resembles a sighing barrier connecting heaven and earth, making it the last place of resistance for the three great empires of Servis.

At this moment, on the edge of the Eternal Plateau, atop the city walls that are over a hundred meters high, war fortresses stand atop the walls, with dark cannon barrels protruding from the fortresses' parapets.

Outside the city walls, on a mountain with a drop of over a thousand meters, surging monsters like a vast ocean, including some enormous eroding creatures that reveal themselves in the tide.

On the city wall, a resistance fighter, clad in full-on metal armor and wielding a magic spear, glared at the sea of ​​monsters below and growled in a hateful voice, "How many of these corruptors are there?"

"Thinking about these things is useless. We'd rather think about what to eat tonight. Hopefully, it won't be those tasteless, nutrient-rich bricks," another guard said calmly.

“We are citizens of the First Empire of Servis! Why have we been driven to this state by these mindless monsters in just ten years?” The guard who had spoken first spoke again, his voice filled with pain.
"Why can't our army, our king, our gods do anything in the face of these corrupters?"

"You're still young and don't know the situation back then."

The second guard remained silent for a moment, then slowly removed the metal helmet from his head, revealing an old face.

The old soldier looked down at the surging tide, his cloudy eyes revealing little emotion, his hoarse voice carrying an unspeakable pain:

"Ten days is not a very long time for any of Servis's lives."

But it only took these corruptors ten days from their appearance to their annihilation of the three great empires of Servis.

When they first appeared, no one knew that they had polluted a city in two full days.

From then on, they swept across the continent of Servis like a plague in just ten days, corrupting ninety percent of the intelligent life on the continent.

No, it shouldn't be called a plague. According to the Imperial Mage Order, its spread doesn't rely on traditional air, water, or life itself, but rather on a more deadly pheromone—what the mages call 'meme contamination.'

The old soldier reached out and patted the young soldier beside him, and continued, "Ninety percent of the empire's life has been corrupted. All systems, rules, and laws have been completely destroyed."

Even some weak gods perished and became corrupted monsters under this meme contamination.

In fact, we were able to survive thanks to the Imperial Mage Corps' tireless research.

It is precisely because the Imperial Mages have worked so hard to research that we were able to receive mind defense implantation before the capital was contaminated, thus avoiding this meme contamination.

Otherwise, Servis might have become a paradise for these corrupt individuals by now.

Fortunately, we have persevered for thirty-nine years, and we will continue to persevere—one thirty-nine-year period, two thirty-nine-year periods—until all these corruptors are eradicated and the glory of the Servis Hyperdimensional Realm is restored.

Listening to the old soldier's explanation, the young soldier silently gazed at the surging ocean outside the city wall, the confusion in his eyes slowly fading.

His lips moved as if he was about to say something, when suddenly a piercing alarm blared over the fortress not far away, the tangible sound waves causing ripples to spread through the void.

The veteran soldier remained calm, steadily putting on his metal helmet, and watched as his young comrade beside him shouted hoarsely, "Enemy attack!"

As the alarm sounded, hundreds of meters tall corruptors emerged from the ocean, their claws waving wildly, hurling those corruptors who couldn't fly into the air like stones at the walls built by the United Empire.

In an instant, the clear sky was obscured by the bodies of countless corrupt individuals, turning into heavy dark clouds that weighed heavily on the hearts of all the resistance fighters.

"Prepare for battle!"

A powerful roar that seemed to shatter metal and split rocks resounded across the battlefield. The sound seemed to possess tangible power. All the resistance fighters who heard this sound tightened their grip on their weapons. Their fear and anxiety gradually subsided, and their fighting spirit began to rise.

The corrupted beings rained down from the sky, most of them crashing into the thick city wall and exploding into a mass of incomprehensible rotten flesh. However, a small number of them flew over the hundred-meter-high city wall and slammed heavily into the defensive light barrier on the city wall.

As the corrupted continued to ram into it, the defensive light barrier began to ripple.

Boom!
A muffled thud exploded in the fortress not far from the two resistance fighters. A beam of dark light shot out from the parapet, tearing apart all the corrupted creatures in its path and crashing heavily onto the thousand-meter-tall corrupted beast.

The terrifying impact shattered half of the corrupted beast's body. The ten-meter-long enchanted city-destroying crossbow, glowing crimson in the dark light, burst through the bolt with blazing, scarlet flames, exploding with a deafening roar.

Call ~
In an instant, the wildly raging fire snakes covered an area of ​​several thousand meters, and all the corrupted beings within the range were ignited by the flames from the crossbow bolts, their flesh sizzling as they burned.

But these corrupted beings seemed to feel no pain at all, still rushing towards the city wall, completely unconcerned that the flames burning on their bodies would ignite their own kind in front of them as well.

"These brainless monsters!"

The young resistance fighter maneuvered his enchanted weapon, continuously firing at the corrupted below.

This is a standard guard procedure; before the Corruptors officially ascend the city walls, these resistance fighters retaliate with ranged weapons like firearms.

When the corruptors approach the city walls, it's time for the resistance to come out and fight.

Because the territory of the Servis United Empire at this time only consisted of the Eternal Plateau, a land that was not even one percent the size of the former Servis continent, the various resources were no longer sufficient to sustain the United Empire, which had retreated to this place, for too long.

Therefore, in order to reduce the consumption of resources, the resistance forces of the United Empire used the method of cold weapon combat.

For Servis, who possesses extraordinary powers, this is not something unacceptable.

Or rather, for many in Servis, they have more faith in the weapons that accompany them on the battlefield than in technological weapons such as enchanted guns that they are not very familiar with.

The war never ceased, and the corrupt, like a tidal wave, relentlessly charged towards the towering city walls, showing no regard for their own existence or demise.

Time flies by, and day and night begin to cycle.

Ten days later, on the city wall covered with claw marks and scratches, the young warrior slumped against the cold wall, gasping for breath the air that smelled of decay. The thick stench filled his chest, but he didn't even have the strength to gag.

Beside him lay a lifeless corpse, its helmet ripped off by claws, revealing an aged face that looked relieved.

"So, what's the point of continuing this resistance? Can we really eliminate these seemingly endless monsters?" The young warrior leaned against the city wall, looking at the gloomy sky where demons danced wildly, and an impulse to jump off the city wall rose involuntarily in his heart.

From the moment he turned sixteen and came of age, he joined the resistance. Every day, apart from eating, sleeping, and cultivating, he fought against these corrupt individuals who had no self-awareness.

He has been living like this for eight years, and it is foreseeable that there will be five more eight-year periods, or even ten more eight-year periods in the future. He is already tired of this endless life.

Sometimes he thought that perhaps dying in this monster tide sooner would be a relief.

Looking at his comrades fighting tirelessly ahead, the young warrior kept his head tilted back, his hand gripping the metal necklace around his neck, and murmured, "These corruptors are truly awful. If the gods hear my call, then descend upon this place and save this world from destruction."

In exchange, I am willing to offer my humble but devout faith.

Even after the murmurs, the roars of the corrupted continued unabated.

The young soldier chuckled self-deprecatingly, laboriously picked up the spear that had fallen beside him, and pointed the tip at his forehead.

Feeling the sharpness between his brows, the young soldier glanced at his comrades fighting in front of him with a complicated expression, a fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.

You can die, but you must never commit suicide!

He let out a low shout, propped himself up from the ground with his spear, mustered the little strength he had left, and dragged his spear as he charged toward the edge of the city wall.

With each step, his pace quickened, and his weary body seemed to be infused with boundless energy. Holding his spear in both hands, he strode towards the edge of the city wall.

"drink!"

The spear shot out like a dragon, a cold glint blooming at its tip, precisely piercing a Corruptor that had crashed into the defensive light barrier.

As the warrior's spear pierced through the corrupted, the previously dark and gloomy sky was suddenly torn apart by a pure white beam of light. This beam of light was like a celestial blade piercing through the plane and straight into the earth covered with corrupted beings.

Pure white light bombarded the earth, and concentric circles of light spread out like waves, instantly crushing all corrupted beings of any level into dust wherever they passed.

The young soldier stood at the edge of the city wall, holding a gun in one hand and bracing himself against the cold wall in front of him with the other. His eyes were blank as he stared at the holy beam of light descending from the sky. A ripple suddenly stirred in his already despairing heart.

The name of that ripple is hope!

"The gods heard my prayers and descended upon Servis!"

Boom~
The beam of light quickly converged, the hole in the sky rapidly closed, and a pure white halo shone with a warm glow on the earth.

In the radiance, a human woman nearly ten meters tall slowly appeared before all living beings.

She stood on the earth, radiating a warm glow, like a goddess descended to earth, perfect in every way.

The moment he saw her, the light in the young soldier's eyes suddenly soared to its peak. Looking at the figure on the ground, he knelt down in complete submission, pressing his forehead to the cold ground, offering his most devout faith.

High in the sky inside the city wall, three figures dressed in mage robes looked solemnly at everything happening inside and outside the city wall, their hearts filled with fear and bitterness.

At this moment, all the resistance soldiers who saw the woman knelt down and kowtowed to her.

Meanwhile, the corruptors on the earth had begun to kill each other without any mercy.

She stood there on the ground, watching the scene unfold before her. Beneath her face, which appeared unreal due to the halo of light, a faint smile seemed to appear.

"The corrupting meme hasn't been resolved yet, so where did this evil god come from?" A legendary mage withdrew his gaze, no longer daring to look at the figure, and said with a hint of despair.

Yes, the other resistance fighters didn't know, but these legendary mages knew very well. As soon as they entered the arena, they forced everyone who saw her to kneel before her.

Not to mention, she did nothing, yet caused the corruptors to kill each other.

This behavior is absolutely not something a normal deity could do. The most likely explanation is that the goddess in front of us is not a good person either.

The woman, with a goddess-like demeanor, looked at the city wall in front of her, sensed it for a moment, and then frowned slightly.

She sensed no trace of the Blood Lord's presence, nor did she sense the prey's aura, as if the other party had never been here.

There's still some time before he can leave the abyss for training. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be able to break through the restrictions and leave.

It's truly astonishing that they were able to kill even the Blood Lord.

The woman walked step by step toward the city wall, and wherever she went, the many corrupted beings became calm. They knelt on the ground, their mouths, which had lost the ability to speak, emitted low growls.

"How disgusting!"

The woman took a step forward, and her whole body slowly walked on air.

Her movements were elegant yet swift; in just a few seconds, she had arrived before the city wall. Looking at the numerous resistance soldiers kneeling on the wall, a slight smile appeared on her lips.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, humans from the Servis plane."

From this moment forward, I am the ruler of the Servis plane, and you may call me—the Lord of the Mind.

Now, is anyone objecting?

This perfect woman, who is at least ten meters tall, is called the Master of the Soul.

If Gao Yang were here, he would immediately remember that the Lord of the Mind before him was a high-ranking member of the Pantheon of Gods, on par with the Blood Lord, and the very being he had inadvertently encountered during a soul search.

The other party's spiritual cultivation was extremely high; during the soul search, they even sensed his presence. If he hadn't sealed his memories in time, there probably wouldn't have been any subsequent events. (End of Chapter)