Swallowing the Stars: The Birth of a Cosmic God King

The core area of ​​the Fire Dock Realm.

The earth cracked open.

The entire land seemed to be split in two by an invisible giant hand, with magma gushing out from the depths of the earth, converging, rotating, and rising along some mysterious trajectory.

The magma is rising.

The flames are gathering.

A flower is blooming.

The petals are pure lava flows, each one tens of kilometers long, rising from the depths of the earth and soaring into the sky.

The edges of the petals shimmered with a golden-red light, while the center was a deep, almost black, dark red.

Flower of Flames.

It covers an area of ​​thousands of kilometers and is hundreds of kilometers high, with no top visible at a glance.

Pure and fiery!

Absolutely irritable!

Magma flowed across the surface of the petals, like the blood of a living being. From the gaps between the petals emanated a pressure so powerful that even the souls of stars emanating from the heavens trembled.

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That was the lingering aura of the Realm Lord.

It will last for a million years.

……

The Flame Beast went completely berserk.

From every corner of the core area, from lava pools, underground caves, and the depths of volcanoes, countless fire beasts emerged, rushing toward the Flower of Flames at all costs.

Densely packed.

Millions.

Overwhelming.

There was no fear in their eyes, only a frantic desire.

There lies their last hope for advancement, the key to escape this realm that has imprisoned them for millions of years!

But the Flower of Flame shut them out.

The petals closed, and the lava solidified into an insurmountable wall.

A fire beast crashed into it and instantly vaporized without even a scream.

......

A phantom image appeared.

Above the flower of flames, space distorted, and a majestic figure emerged from nothingness.

It has four sharp horns on its head, four arms, and is over 100 meters tall, covered in dark red scales.

Although it was an illusion, its oppressive aura was as real as a physical one, making it difficult for all people and beasts within a thousand miles to breathe.

The leader of the fire dock.

A million years ago, a top-tier powerhouse who was just one step away from immortality!

His four arms were outstretched, as if embracing, or perhaps cursing.

"Everything I own is here!"

The sound was like thunder, spreading to every corner of the realm within a realm.

"The Fruit of Life! Cosmic Crystals! Force Weapons! Top-Tier Secret Techniques! They're all here!"

"Come and get it if you want it!"

Before the words were finished, the voice suddenly turned ferocious, the phantom's face twisted, and its four arms waved wildly.

"My anger! My resentment!"

"He who inherits everything from me will inherit everything from me and avenge me!"

"Gray light! Gray light! Gray light!"

"You deserve to die! You deserve to die—"

The final roar shattered all the rocks within a hundred miles.

The phantom shattered, turning into countless scattered points of light.

But that resentment still lingered in the air.

……

Quiet.

A brief silence.

Then, the entire inner world exploded.

All the forces still observing from the sidelines, all the independent cultivators still hesitating, everyone else, all fell into complete madness.

The legacy of the Lord of the Realm.

Those were not scattered cosmic crystals, nor were they ordinary fragments of laws.

It is a complete and genuine inheritance of the realm master!

and…

Judging from that, there doesn't seem to be any complicated test needed; just killing the Flame Beast will suffice?

Followed by.

In the scorching hot air, a line of golden text appeared:

[Slay these damned, stupid Fire Beasts! The first ten thousand to be captured will enter my Flower of Inheritance!]

[Countdown: 240 hours]

Ten days later, the top 10,000 people will enter the Land of Inheritance.

The rules are simple and straightforward.

But someone immediately thought of a question: How are the points calculated? Do you only get points for killing enemies yourself, or can you steal them?

Soon, some clever people conducted experiments.

A rogue monk was accompanied by two slaves.

He ordered a slave to kill a Fire Beast. He noticed that there were no points displayed above his head, but as soon as he killed the slave, the points number immediately appeared.

Kills from other players can be carried over.

Killing someone is faster than killing a Flamefire Beast!

This message spread like a virus throughout the interdimensional world, and the number of Fire Beasts killed began to appear above everyone's head.

And everyone's gaze towards others began to reveal their inner thoughts.

Previously it was "potential ally".

Now it's "walking points".

……

"Damn it, this rule is designed to make people kill each other."

Tiegushan looked at the zero appearing above his head and cursed, but there was no anger in his eyes, only vigilance.

He now has to guard against not only outsiders, but also his own people.

"Pass down the order: no one is allowed to leave the team without permission or act alone."

"Anyone who dares to lay a hand on their own people, I'll skin them alive with my own hands!"

The order was passed down, but Ironbone Mountain knew that it was only a temporary measure.

Ten days left in the countdown.

Anything can happen in ten days.

……

Chifeng Mercenary Group Camp.

Chi Hu stared at the zero above his head and chuckled softly.

"Interesting." He licked his lips. "If the first ten thousand enter the Land of Inheritance, then we'll take the first ten thousand."

"Everyone, listen up! Form teams of one hundred and spread out to hunt down the Flame Beasts. But remember, if you see any lone individuals, kill them too; you can never have too many points."

"in addition..."

"Temporarily slack off cooperation with the Illusion Heart Clan. On the surface, continue cooperating to find the map marker location. If it's true, it's not a loss. But if it's the same location as the Fire Dock Realm Lord's legacy, then kill them first!"

"Be careful not to alert the enemy!"

"receive!"

Obviously.

Even if the map brought by the Illusion Heart Clan does indeed mark it, in a situation where everyone is on edge, reducing competitors is also one way to enter the top 10,000.

……

The Void Order.

A shadowy figure stood in the center of the camp, his expression obscured by a black cloak.

But the score numbers above his head were fluctuating.

No Fire Beasts died nearby, yet the numbers were still rising.

One by one, the believers around him fell, their bodies turning into dried corpses, and the points were transferred to the shadow's head.

No one spoke, because the dead cannot speak.

No one resisted, because that's the rule of the Void Order.

……

The Illusionary Heart Clan Camp.

Mo Lin's brows were furrowed deeply.

It wasn't because the rules were too cruel; in fact, he wished they were as cruel as possible. The Illusion Clan's illusion magic had a huge advantage in chaotic battles, making it incredibly easy to fish in troubled waters.

"So... do the markers on the map actually exist?"

People's hearts are yearning for change.

Faced with the legacy of a top-tier expert at the peak of the ninth level of the Realm Lord, who was only one step away from immortality, no one and no force present could refuse.

What does a so-called unbreakable alliance of forces, bound by life and death, even mean?

Ultimately, it's just a matter of insufficient benefits!

"Pass down the order: be wary of the Crimson Peak Mercenary Group. Find a suitable opportunity to kill them outright!"

"yes!"

……

The hunt is becoming increasingly frenzied.

Countless fire beasts fell, and countless people followed suit.

Someone betrayed their ally in order to steal a Flame Beast.

Someone took advantage of his injured companion, stole his points, and then pushed him into the lava.

Some people pretend to be no match for the Flame Beast, luring others to "rescue" them, and then turn the tables and kill it.

Brotherhood and alliance are worthless in the face of points.

Thousands of people die every day.

The corpses piled up on the scorched earth, trampled by those who came after, swallowed by lava, and buried by the gray fog.

No one will remember their names.

Because tomorrow, you will be the one who dies.

……