Chapter 109: Antarctic Pivot

The reason Antarctica has remained unfallen despite long-term sieges amidst Chaos is primarily that the Chaos magic in Antarctica has already woven itself into a massive magical network, beginning to spread and erode the entire world in reverse.

This web of conspiracies woven by the Chaos Gods is spreading in all directions with Antarctica as its axis. In terms of quantity, it is actually inferior to the Arctic, which possesses a Subspace Rift. However, the Warbands and demons in Antarctica possess an indescribable intelligence; they have actually mastered certain cooperative techniques.

Antarctica is currently situated inside a Great Barrier extended by the various evils of Chaos. It is not that Li Ang cannot destroy it directly, but it would easily startle the snake. After all, the world's current understanding is that Li Ang is suppressing the Chaos Wind from the north within the Star-Bearer, and there are large quantities of troops currently slaughtering demon-related groups, so there is no possibility of him coming directly to Antarctica to investigate.

If he were to strike suddenly, it would very likely lead to unnecessary conflicts, or even cause the things he wants to find to simply vanish. Therefore, a certain degree of an inside agent and some conflicts are necessary.

With the Chosen of the Prince of Pleasure personally leading the way as an inside agent, the terrifying spells shrouding the Antarctic Continent did not overly harm these unique lifeforms.

The dark ice crystals and snowflakes were originally natural disasters capable of driving people mad, and those jagged reefs on the coast, the monsters on the continental shelf, and the dark waves—almost every one of them was a stumbling block on the road to Antarctica; trying to pass through natural reconciliation or combat could be said to be impossible.

But it couldn't withstand having an inside agent. Edward seems to have been regarded by the Prince of Pleasure as some kind of pure incarnation due to being overly stupid and naive, and thus was granted the treatment of a full God-Chosen.

Yes, she is indeed full of naivety and fantasy, with her mind forever filled with unrealistic dreams.

For example, this guy has been fantasizing that she hasn't been corrupted by Slaanesh at all, firmly believing that she is just an ordinary player, and that the fact she has changed into a woman now doesn't matter because she is a determined career striver. This ridiculous appearance, let alone Slaanesh, even Li Ang wants to laugh when he sees it.

Her physical body has already completely changed into that of a woman, and her Soul has long since been accepted by Slaanesh. The reason there is no complete change at present is because of that unclear mechanism of the players, coupled with her own self-deception. Moreover, judging from Edward's current performance, that layer of the players' unclear mechanism will likely disappear directly before long, and the Slaanesh corruption will very likely erupt within the players' world.

However, Li Ang genuinely doubts whether this guy can understand what Slaanesh corruption means. After all, this guy consistently insists that she is male, and even firmly believes that she is still pursuing her own career.

Although everyone understands that her career is complete bullshit, and there is absolutely nothing that can be called a success.

Yet, it was this guy, favored and pitied by the dark gods, who became Li Ang's blade.

The power brought by the pity and sympathy from Slaanesh will allow her to break through the Chaos Storm originally from Antarctica. This is not a confrontation of power, but a conceptual one, a perception of existence.

Non-Chaos individuals stepping onto the Antarctic Continent will go mad and die within a short time. This is the cognition carved into the spell-brand of the Antarctic Continent. And now, with an inside agent God-Chosen leading the way, this cognition is unconditionally neutralized; for Li Ang's exploration fleet, the current Antarctic Continent is just a continent with a harsh environment.

It is no longer that kind of madman's zone where just drifting snowflakes could make everyone gouge out their own eyes amidst shrill screams, or even roar while slaughtering all their teammates. This place has become a home for Chaos companions.

After all, that is a God-Chosen personally leading the way, a team brought by a darling of Slaanesh—could they be bad people? "Oliver, prepare to set up a contact point on the ground. Now is a vacuum period; those demons definitely won't find a reason for the barrier to be breached. As long as we can utilize that guy to reverse the Slaanesh aura and erosion onto the enemy, the demons will fight among themselves, and our base will be able to be preserved."

Watching Edward, who was roaring with a milky voice on the ocean—lacking any deterrent power, yet leading a group of howling players as they charged toward the coast—Li Ang smiled and instructed Oliver behind him.

Oliver nodded very submissively, and his figure soon disappeared inside the cabin.

As for Li Ang, he sat inside the cabin, still watching the performance of those players after they rushed onto the beachhead.

Edward naturally did not know that Li Ang was observing all of this from behind; she just took the lead and walked onto the coast, looking at the scattered demons dotting the edge of the beach, and began to call over the first batch of players who had landed.

Because of the ability of a Slaanesh God-Chosen, Edward actually possesses the special power to allow an entire team of people to be hidden within the Innocence Mist. As a person of innocence hand-picked by Slaanesh, her power is to hide and distort the cognition of some people, even including her own cognition.

So, looking at those demons on the beach who had completely failed to notice the player team and were only somewhat irritable, Edward looked at the surrounding players and said in a low voice:

"Because of my aura, those demons won't attack us for the time being."

Pretending not to know that some players were desperately crowding over, Edward said in a low voice with a serious expression:

"This attack definitely won't go smoothly; after all, those are demons. But during this period, we players aren't pushovers either. The Star-Bearers gave us some weapons and equipment; you must, must use these pieces of equipment to kill the demons, otherwise, our own weapons alone won't be able to cause damage to the demons.

Therefore, we only have one chance. We must kill all the demons in the shortest amount of time. Even if we can't kill them, we must make them feel panic and unease. Those demons actually have morale too.

The ability I possess doesn't last very long; while my mist is still effective, everyone get ready to wipe out all those demons on the beachhead in one go! Do you hear me!"

"Understood!"

"Prepare to move!"

The players' brief meeting concluded, and countless figures began to roll forward toward the demons on the coastline, wrapped in purple mist.

The demons had actually noticed these strange guys long ago. They even noticed the endless stream of landing craft. But because those people all possessed the aura of the Prince of Pleasure, these demons just snorted and stopped caring.

After all, this kind of thing happens often—a bunch of Warbands inexplicably spawn from who knows where, then run to the Antarctic coast to find something to do. As the watchers and guards on the edge of the Antarctic coast, their main job is to observe whether those golden guys are going to rush to Antarctica to fight a grand, earth-shattering war with them.

As for what ordinary Slaanesh demons—although the aura on those guys is extremely weak, it is still the aura of demons—are going to do, nobody cares.

Even the demons at the high point on the coast, looking at those wriggling players, began to whisper to each other.

"Guess what these guys are actually trying to do?"

"Don't know, their brains were long since burned out by potions, otherwise they wouldn't be so weak." "Then do you want to go tease them?"

"No need to do that. The order issued by the Four Gods requires us to keep absolute watch here. The gods have already prophesied the arrival of the Destroyer; those cursed guys will definitely land here. These Slaanesh demons are probably a group of Eye Scouts. They specialize in these things."

"That's true."

Under some unique power, the demons did not think this was any problem.

After all, as everyone knows, Slaanesh demons always have all sorts of problems, and these problems often have to do with reproduction. It is perfectly normal for them to be sneaky and crazy.

As demons who had received the prophecy, they conscientiously began to observe the coastline. Although there are dozens or hundreds of the same prophecy locations, this did not hinder the demons from scanning the sea level with sharp eyes, and then perfectly ignoring the figures of those innocent players.

"The power of innocence; Slaanesh also masters some positive images and meanings. This is one way of utilizing it."

Sitting inside the cabin, Li Ang looked at the absurd scene before him, fiddling with the Fallen One Seal in his hand.

The mark appreciated by the Fallen One was emitting intense golden light, and the power of destruction was catalyzing endless auras, which were being guided by the players on the coast and sheltered upon their bodies.

Cooperating with the aura of innocence and ignorance radiating from the Slaanesh God-Chosen Edward, not a single demon thought there was any problem with this scene. What problem could there be? After all, these players looked so ignorant, naive, and pure; it is very normal for some newborn demons to have something wrong with their brains.

"As long as one behaves sufficiently innocent and simple, then some behavioral abnormalities and conceptual disgust will be alleviated. As long as one behaves sufficiently blank and dull, even the gods will turn a blind eye to certain behaviors. Because they are simply too fun—so fun that everyone wants to play deaf and dumb, wanting to see what other tricks these guys have, and what ugly things they can do..."

The Fallen One Imprint between Li Ang's fingers gradually emitted bursts of crackling sounds; that holy relic of the freaks was emitting silent screams and wails, and the intense aura even made the players' figures appear twisted and abominable in the eyes of the demons.

All energy has commonality; Li Ang has mastered the Path, which means that to a certain extent, he can also catalyze these auras.

In normal times, without the help of a truly pure Slaanesh God-Chosen, that naturally wouldn't fool the demons.

But who told there to be a real fool here, one favored by the Prince of Pleasure?

"Alright, now it's time to do your job."

Facing the coast, Li Ang flicked his finger slightly.

The stone at his fingertip instantly shattered into powder; a priceless treasure turned into ash in the blink of an eye.

And just like a chain reaction, Edward instinctively felt that the surrounding environment had undergone a drastic change, and subconsciously raised her arm and let out a shout.

"Now! Everyone, move!"

Facing that blank-faced blue demon, Edward swung the greatsword of golden flames without hesitation, slashing directly down at the demon's head.

That blade, enchanted with bursting golden light, was like a hot knife through butter; in the blink of an eye, it instantly severed the head of the blank demon, causing his body to lose the restraint of will and instantly turn into fly ash.

And similar scenes were staged countless times on the beach; the players roared as they rushed out from the purple mist, holding disposable golden blades of destruction, instantly stabbing the demons they encountered into sieves, or, just like a God-Chosen, instantly slashing off the demons' heads.

Although more demons backhanded these weak guys and sent them flying, smashing them into powder with meat paste splattering everywhere, this grotesque scene still left all the demons with lingering fears, looking at everything around them in some terror, seemingly unable to believe that a certain God-Chosen had actually violated the guidance of the Great Slaanesh. Even more terrifyingly, they discovered that it seemed quite normal to do so.

After realizing that it was highly likely the most common occurrence within the Chaos Faction had taken place, the demons had no thoughts of resistance at all, instead scrambling and crawling as they fled toward the large base in the rear, while incidentally letting out roars.

"Hurry back! The demons of the Lord of Pleasure have betrayed us! That disgusting bastard is definitely going to do us harm! They've hired reinforcements from overseas!"

"The Lord of Pleasure has invited a batch of reinforcements from overseas and is planning to occupy new territory to kill us!"

"The Lord of Pleasure has already abandoned the Chaos Four Gods and intends to become the sole Chaos God himself!"

"Screw it, the Slaanesh demons ambushed us; get ready to go back and wipe out all those hypocrites! We cannot swallow this insult, we must kill! We must kill them! We absolutely cannot let them go!"

The demons howled in a language the players could not understand, quickly hacking to death all the bewildered Slaanesh demons and Warband members in the rear, then joyfully ran back into the depths of the Black Coast. It was even faster than the players' assault, looking exceptionally professional and practiced.

The players, who could not understand a word of what the demons were shouting, looked at the demons fleeing in such a sorry state, and then at the Corroded and broken Golden Runic Sword in their own hands, leading to a strong misunderstanding.

Could it be that the players were actually very strong, and just lacked room for their own development? "Our... victory?"

Watching the demons fleeing in a sorry state on the beachhead, Edward, who had instantly achieved an epic victory, looked at the cheering players around him at a loss, and obediently wore a smile on his face that looked very happy.

And behind the cheering players, the massive golden warship began to move slowly, because what came next was what they had to do.

(End of this chapter)