Swallowing the Stars: The Birth of a Cosmic God King

The Illusionary Heart Clan Camp.

Mo Lin's face turned ashen.

As the leader of the Illusion Heart Clan on this trip, he knew better than anyone what that name meant.

disaster!

"My lord, we have confirmed that at least five squads, totaling 412 clansmen, have died at the hands of Yan Ning."

The subordinate's voice trembled, "Adding to the previous losses... the Illusion Heart Clan has lost more than five hundred elites at Yan Ning's hands."

Mo Lin closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Five hundred elites.

Although the Illusion Heart Clan is a cosmic-level power, it cannot withstand such losses. What's even more terrifying is that the opponent is only one person!

Moreover, like them, they are merely at the Eternal Star level!

Remarkable, peak of the ninth rank of the Hengxing level.

Despite being at the same level, the difference in their strength is so vast that this alone is enough to glimpse a fraction of their true power.

Then, how terrifying and exaggerated must the iceberg hidden beneath the water be?

a long time.

Mo Lin opened his eyes, which were bloodshot: "He's not human, he's a devil!"

"Sir, what should we do? Should we ask the Red Peak Mercenary Group for help?"

"Need help?"

Mo Lin gave a bitter laugh, "You expect Chi Hu to risk his life for us? He'd love for us and Yan Ning to both be severely injured so he can reap the benefits."

"That…"

"Everyone thought we would avoid confrontation, but we took matters into our own hands!"

Mo Lin's voice turned cold. "No matter how strong he is, he's only one person. We still have three hundred clansmen, plus five hundred from our affiliated forces. Eight hundred against one, we can wear him down."

"Kill him, and our Illusion Heart Clan's points will definitely reach the top!"

"But what about the previous squads..."

"That's because he caught us completely off guard!"

"Things are different now. We know he's here, we know what he looks like, we know his trump cards, we've prepared in advance, we've set traps. I don't believe a mere celestial being can cause any trouble!"

"Remember this: no matter how strong he is, he's just a level-one character. Don't you dare try to boost his morale while belittling your own! If you say another word, I'll chop you up!"

The subordinate nodded quickly, lowered his head, and said no more.

Mo Lin's bloodshot eyes were truly terrifying.

……

at the same time.

On the edge of the Illusion Heart Clan camp, in an inconspicuous corner.

Two young men crouched behind charred rocks, talking in hushed tones.

"Did you hear that? Lord Mo Lin is going to make a move against that Yan Ning."

"Of course I heard about it, the noise was so loud, but I have a feeling... something's not right."

"What do you mean?"

"Even a fool could see that someone who killed over a thousand Flame Beasts in just a few days is someone we could easily scam."

"But that madman Mo Lin wants us to go..."

The two looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes.

"How about... we find a chance to run away? If we fail the test, we can always try again next time. It's better than losing our lives."

"Run? Where do you think you're going? You know how ruthless Lord Mo Lin is. Getting caught is worse than death!"

"What should we do then?"

"...Hopefully Yan Ning will act decisively and not cause us too much suffering."

The two fell silent, listening to the sounds of fighting coming from afar, like two lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

This is a perfect example of being unable to control one's own destiny.

……

On the night the points rankings were released, the intensity of the killings suddenly escalated.

It wasn't purely a slaughter of the Flame Beasts, but rather a slaughter between people.

The reason is simple: points can be inherited.

Kill a Fire Beast, and the points are yours.

But if I kill you, your points will be mine.

Everyone knows what this rule means.

Instead of painstakingly searching for those increasingly rare and difficult-to-kill Flame Beasts, why not... just kill them directly!

……

The first massacre occurred at dusk on the third day.

A medium-sized mercenary group of 300 people suffered heavy losses when they besieged the nest of 50 level-9 Fire Beasts of the Constant Star level, leaving less than 100 people, all of whom were wounded.

Just then.

A force that had originally allied with them suddenly turned against them.

Five hundred men against one hundred defeated soldiers—the outcome was a foregone conclusion.

In less than the time it takes to eat a meal, the entire mercenary group was killed. Their leader, on his deathbed, cried out, "We are allies! We are allies!"

His response was a knife through the heart.

"ally?"

The man who made the move scoffed, "When it comes to points, I'd kill even my own father, let alone an ally!"

……

Similar scenes were playing out simultaneously in various corners of the Inner World.

On the banks of a lava river, two teams are working together to kill a fire beast.

Just as they were about to succeed, the captain of one team suddenly sprang into action and beheaded the captain of the other team with a single blow.

"Are you crazy!" the vice-captain exclaimed.

"crazy?"

The captain grinned as he wiped his knife. "Look at the points rankings yourselves. The threshold for the top 1,000 is still rising. You can't catch up by killing Flamefire Beasts at all."

"How can you get into the top 1000 without killing someone?"

The vice-captain remained silent.

Then he also drew his knife.

It wasn't aimed at the enemy, but at the captain's back.

Stab it through with one knife.

"Captain, you're right. When it comes to points, you can even kill your own father."

The vice-captain drew his sword expressionlessly. "So, your points are mine."

……

Fourth day.

A small-scale riot broke out inside the Iron Hand family camp.

The incident began when several members discovered a small cosmic crystal vein with a reserve of approximately 5,000 cubic meters while patrolling the perimeter of the camp.

Five thousand cubic meters of cosmic crystals are worth more than 16 billion Qianwu coins.

For the members of the Iron Hand family, this was a sum of money that could change their destiny.

They didn't report it and started digging secretly, but the news still leaked out, and another patrol team discovered them.

"Everyone who sees it gets a share," the later group said.

"Why should we? We discovered it first!"

"Without our protection, you can't take it away."

The argument escalated into a brawl, and the brawl escalated into a full-blown massacre.

When Tiegushan arrived, there were already more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground. Both sides were in a bloodthirsty frenzy and couldn't stop fighting.

"Enough!" Ironbone Mountain roared, smashing a three-meter-high rock with a single punch.

The fighting stopped, and everyone looked at him.

Looking at the corpses scattered on the ground, Iron Bone Mountain's face turned extremely grim. These were all elites carefully trained by the Iron Hand family, not roadside weeds!

Here, dying is utterly pointless!

"You guys... are very good, really very good!"

No one dared to speak.

Iron Bone Mountain took a deep breath, suppressing his anger: "From now on, anyone who fights in private will be punished according to family rules, and all cosmic crystals will be handed over and distributed according to merit."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone present: "Remember, our enemy is not one of our own."

The inheritance of the realm master is the most important thing!

"Once you obtain the inheritance, you can have as many cosmic crystals as you want."

The crowd dispersed.

But Ironbone Mountain knew that the commotion had only been suppressed, not disappeared.

If people's hearts are scattered, it will be difficult to lead the team.

……