Witch Redemption

"Forget it, there's no point in worrying about this now. Besides," he said, his gaze lingering on the deep darkness outside, "I don't usually feel this kind of unease, but tonight is an exception. It seems I have to be more careful."

Although the time until the prophesied day is a long time for mortals like them, it is only a short time for the guardian deity of the empire.

In this short period of time, anything is possible.

For example, the witches' defection many years ago, the reform of witch policies, and so on, the future is full of uncertainty.

As a soldier of the empire, he had only one mission, a very simple one: to dedicate his entire life to protecting the country he loved.

When I looked up again, all the distracting thoughts had vanished, leaving only a sense of vigilance.

Just as he cleared his mind and focused on border security, suddenly, a hazy golden light shot into the sky from afar!

The light, with terrifying power that transcended time and space, surged into the borders of the empire, where it magnified wildly in the vision of the soldier Jerome.

"enemy......"

Enemy attack!

However, before the word "attack" could be uttered, the light had already swept over the soldier Jerome's body.

After a moment of intense pain, everything that I could possess in this life—my consciousness, my soul, and everything else—vanished into nothingness in that terrifying golden light.

...... ...... ......

Golden Feather Radiance's strongest attack on the city, aided by "Word of Power," broke through the border of Mori City in the British Empire, creating an enormous breach.

The time for slaughter is coming!

The desolate plague domain belonging to the Sixth Apostle, Kalamiti, now covered most of the British Empire's territory.

At the same moment, Lolina's strongest undead army, without reservation, surged into the only gap, killing anyone in sight, and in the blink of an eye, created a death tide far stronger than that of the Kingdom of Ross.

Because the Kingdom of Ross came prepared, Li Lan and his group's previous attack did not go very smoothly.

Today is different; this is a surprise attack!

In response to the British Empire's perfect surprise attack, the British Empire's first defensive zone was completely unable to react to such a necromancy charge.

So, in the very next half hour, a death tide far more terrifying than the war in the Kingdom of Ross began to descend upon the border region of the British Empire, showing a trend of encirclement.

Under the unique contamination of Lolina, the "Dominator," almost all the British Empire soldiers in the first protective zone became part of the death tide and began to advance into the Empire's second protective zone.

The Avengers have finally arrived!

Chapter 74 The Unsolvable Tide of Death

Death came incredibly suddenly. One second they were comrades-in-arms, and the next they were zombies with the sanity of zombies, retaining all their strength to join the tide of death.

In the blink of an eye, under a terrifying chain reaction, the first line of defense of the entire empire had completely fallen, and an unbelievably large army of undead began to attack the empire's second line of defense, which was completely breached within minutes.

The number of Imperial soldiers dying is rising sharply!

"What exactly happened?"

Standing atop the high walls of the Third Protective Zone, the two living gods watched the astonishing changes on the Empire's border. For a short time, they simply couldn't believe that anything strange would dare to attack the Empire like this.

Faced with the question from the living god named "Croft," another living god of higher status, "Wilson," replied with a grim face, "This is a characteristic of the death tide!"

"A dead tide? That's not..."

Historically, death tides are always preceded by warning signs, and they could never be as terrifying as the current situation.

Almost within minutes of the breach in the first protective zone's border, an entire vast area was wiped out of all life. And those were fully armed Imperial soldiers. In any previous death tide in history, it would have been impossible to kill so many Imperial soldiers capable of unleashing demigod-level power in such a short time.

"I don't know. There must be someone behind this. Gandaona has already led his people out to find the source of the death tide. I believe we will have the answer soon."

As he uttered these words, Wilson, the god of the present world, felt a strange unease, because the god of the present world he was referring to, Gandharva, had been gone for a long time.

In the span of half an hour, during which all the god-level beings dared not make a move, a tremendous change occurred in the empire's territory.

"We can't delay any longer. We have to think of a way. These damned guys have already broken through the first, second, and third protective walls, so breaking through the rest is only a matter of time."

These countless undead creatures were troublesome, their numbers were ridiculously large, and each one seemed to be infinitely close to god-level in strength. None of the gods present dared to easily open their own domains and pull these undead into their domains.

Although every living god is a god-level being who can create their own domain, in reality, their strength is still slightly inferior to that of all the ancient gods who died.

Because they seized the bodies of the ancient gods, they found it difficult to fully unleash the power of their divine bodies, and they also had certain flaws or weaknesses.

At this stage, any god in the mortal realm who dares to bring such a massive tide of death into their domain must be prepared to perish together with it.

“I know,” Wilson, the God of the Present World, raised his hand to rub his eyes, still racking his brains for the next course of action. “Give me three more minutes. In three minutes, I will give the order.”

The main problem is that the source of the dead tide cannot be found.

Faced with a tide of death, killing more of these undead creatures is pointless if the original source isn't eradicated.

Moreover, this attack came too suddenly, giving these living gods no time to react at all. By the time they realized something was wrong, the terrifying tide of death had already broken through the first protective zone of the empire's border and then encircled the entire empire.

It should be noted that shortly after the outbreak of the death tide, these living gods confirmed that many god-level beings belonging to the empire had been completely killed.

In other words, the current wave of death is not simple; its source is probably an extremely powerful being, possibly even an apostle or higher.

No, this is something even the apostles could not match!

Could this be the presence of the ancient Creator?

But there's still a long time until the prophesied day, so how did such a crisis suddenly erupt?

It is worth mentioning that the individual combat capabilities of the gods of the present world are indeed very strong, but at this stage, all the gods of the present world are scattered in the Empire region before the twenty-fifth defensive wall and have not yet been integrated.

Given this situation, they are finding it difficult to effectively counter the current undead tide and can only continue to strengthen defenses along their borders.

"No! These undead creatures are far too powerful. Even we, at our level, are struggling to deal with them, let alone the lower-ranking soldiers. Letting them continue to block the way is just a pointless sacrifice and won't change the situation at all."

The present-day god Wilson is very rational. He knows the characteristics of the death tide: the more opponents die, the stronger the death tide becomes.

Sending countless imperial soldiers to continue fighting these death tides rashly, even if they can unleash the power of the self-destructing magic crystal armor, would be a drop in the ocean.

"But......"

Croft, the god of the present world, was clearly dissatisfied with such instructions, but before he could finish speaking, Wilson, the god of the present world, added another word.

"There is no infinite number of dead tides in the world. The birth of any dead tide is a process of gradual quantitative change leading to a qualitative change."

As the God of the Present World Wilson pondered, he explained, "There are two ways to eliminate the Death Tide. One is the quickest way: directly find the source of the Death Tide and eradicate it. The Death Tide will then disappear naturally. The other is to eliminate as many Death Tides as possible while preserving our strength, until we finally force out the mastermind behind the Death Tide."

"There's one more thing, I don't know if you've noticed, but on the northern border, there's an unfamiliar god-level domain covering that area, which is exactly the region where our border defenses were first breached."

The other group of gods mentioned by Wilson, the god of the present world, went to that area to investigate the source of the death tide, but they never returned.

So you mean...

The living god Croft clearly understood the seriousness of the matter. At this stage, there are many living gods who share similar thoughts and are hesitating about whether to also advance into a certain region.

"Retreat first!"

Wilson, the god of the present world, spoke with certainty, and there was no longer any confusion in his eyes.

The empire's territory is incredibly vast. Now that it has been attacked, only those at the god level can react first. It would be difficult for the imperial soldiers below the god level to mobilize the entire army for war.

If we want to counter this seemingly unsolvable tide of death, the most appropriate method is to first get all the lower-class people to leave and return to the Empire's safe zone, thus consolidating our forces, rather than spreading them out as they are at this stage, which could lead to them being defeated one by one.

The more an empire shrinks, the stronger its fighting power will inevitably become in the end.

More importantly, the Empire has countless trump cards, the most important of which is that most of the Empire's living gods must gather together to jointly activate a special domain exclusive to the Empire. This special domain is absolutely the best way to eliminate all the death tide once and for all.

In any case, we must avoid making any more unnecessary sacrifices that would amplify this massive death tide.

"I understand."

The mortal god Croft has also accepted this view.

"Notify all civilians and soldiers to evacuate in advance. In addition, have some soldiers cover the rear, tell them the truth, and make them aware of the situation. According to the current situation, we may have to retreat to the 25th defense zone before we can launch a real counterattack."

At this point, the capital city has probably already received the news, and reinforcements will arrive soon.

"Croft, we're probably going to die here today."

Wilson, a tall and robust middle-aged man dressed in a black Imperial military uniform, arrived at the edge of the city wall. The moment he raised his hand, a sacred artifact that once belonged to the witch appeared in his hand.

It was a crystal spear, as elegant and magnificent as ice and snow.

The next second, the crystal spear, which was radiating frost and cold air, exploded with a thunderous roar in Wilson's hand. The terrifying energy traveled an unknown distance and directly bombarded the distant death tide, triggering a tremendous shockwave.

"It's just covering the rear, isn't it? It's my honor."

Every soldier of the empire awaits the day they die in battle. The long years have not made them forget their original aspirations; instead, they have only made their will stronger.

What remains in their hearts in this lifetime is only one unwavering belief.

This obsession is to save the empire, save the world, and defy all fate!

They would do anything to achieve their goals, even at the cost of their lives!

Croft, a short, middle-aged man in a black Imperial military uniform, leaped from the edge of the city wall. The vast surrounding scenery began to distort, and as he fell, he suddenly revealed himself as a god of the present world.

A mantis-like beast, hundreds of meters tall, dragging a long tail covered in barbs and wielding its two enormous, exaggeratedly thick claws, its ugly, bull-like head roaring deafeningly, officially descended into its domain.

From this moment on, he will face thousands upon thousands of undead creatures!

Every undead creature is a being whose strength is infinitely close to that of a god, and he must stop them here!

....... ....... ......

Divine revelation, plus the domain skill Twilight.

With the support of Li Lan's two strongest trump cards, all the undead creatures summoned by Luo Lina underwent a qualitative change, and almost all of them eventually reached the level of demigods or above, which is infinitely close to the level of gods.

What surprised Li Lan and his group even more was that the soldiers who initially gathered at the border of the empire were all at least legendary-level adventurers, and there were even a large number of demigods among them.

Once these imperial soldiers are killed in action, it will undoubtedly maximize the strength of Li Lan's side, thus creating a death wave far more exaggerated than the war in the Kingdom of Ross.

Although they lacked the help of thirty special mechanical elves, the power of the Death Tide exceeded Li Lan and his companions' expectations. In the end, it even helped them resolve many seemingly insurmountable problems that were difficult for god-level beings to deal with.

There's a saying, "Too many ants can kill an elephant," but the deadly tide before us is far more than just ants.

The analogy is that of a crow compared to an elephant. So when their numbers reach a certain level, even if they are included in the realm of the gods of the present world, they are enough to achieve the effect of killing the gods of the present world through Lorina's unique "soul pollution".

That's why they were able to succeed so smoothly starting at 10 p.m.

Moving forward quietly and quickly, they began to break through the first, second... twenty-fourth protective wall.

"Strange, there are fewer troops defending the area."

Many areas have even become ghost towns.

"So that's how the Empire deals with the tide of death?"