[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-monsters-are-coming":3,"chapter-the-monsters-are-coming-monsters-are-coming-chapter-248":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Monsters Are Coming",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2250097,4069,"Chapter 248: Faith's Choice, Crossworld War (Requesting Monthly Tickets)","monsters-are-coming-chapter-248",248,"\u003Cp>[Little Mage, you better wait for me—I’ve played Monster World for half a year, and you’re the first one to break my defense.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Poster: She speaks with a childlike tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Content:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s so tragic, truly tragic—I must vent on the forum about my miserable experience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other games, I’ve always been a lone wolf, preferring to explore the game content on my own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monster World’s intensity is too high, so I considered forming a close-knit group; luckily, I found a very warm little team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The experience of pioneering together was truly amazing—we have group photos from all five scenes, and everyone shared resources sacrificially: whoever needed it most got it first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Attached: a collection of group photos from each scene.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When this test dungeon opened, our little group was determined to kick in hard—we prepared supplies and marched out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>qvq But… it was devastating—nearly half our group’s data packets were lost during teleportation; we were instantly soul-snatched by Emperor Zhao’s elder brother and locked in the black cell upon returning to the village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The few of us who barely survived decided to strengthen ourselves in the minor world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the landing site was nothing but ruins—the elders who entered early had already stripped everything clean and vanished somewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even scraps or leftovers remained—the ground of the ruined city had been dug up; not even a drop of broth was left (angry slapping of table.jpg).\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We had no choice but to change locations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We asked elders in the regional channel and learned they’d discovered a city with slightly stronger defenses, needing help from other players.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So we set off decisively—it was time to get rich (Explorer’s Motivational Emoji.jpg).\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when we arrived at the city the regional elder described, what did we see? Another scene of total plunder (scene screenshot).\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ruins, nothing but ruins—nothing at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as we were utterly disappointed and preparing to explore on our own, a surprise suddenly came (tap the board).\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An elder in the regional channel hinted: the empty investment resource package had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We were ecstatic—we immediately mounted our vehicles and flew into the sky to see what the resource package was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what we saw was a massive horde of alien world natives charging toward us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, I teared up, thinking I’d finally hit the jackpot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But… when I say “but,” it means a twist is coming—the reality was nothing like what the regional elder claimed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They kept saying the native inhabitants in the minor world dungeon were weak—crumbled at the slightest touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when it came to us, we faced the strongest war legion of the minor world—our defensive line collapsed the moment contact was made.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse, our group was targeted by the Endless Colossus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Our captain was punched flat—so tragic—I’m attaching a secretly snapped screenshot (Flat Captain.jpg).\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, as expected, we were all crushed by the Endless Colossus—before we even got to enjoy it, we were handed a free return-to-village ticket, ending our pleasant minor world experience (gnashing teeth).\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point, the tragedy should’ve ended—until we discussed the cause of death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here are two screenshots: Death Log Record and Endless Colossus Analysis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Endless Colossus (Player)]:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hunting Level: 103.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Target Analysis: Endless Colossus controlled by a player, one of the Eight King-Class Ultra Beasts of the Lingxi World, operated by player Little Mage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is why our defense broke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being killed by natives? We could only admit we were outclassed and accept our frustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when we learned we were betrayed by our own countryman, I was filled with hatred—why did you do this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We had no grudge against you—why betray us?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This post isn’t just a complaint—it’s to tell this player, Little Mage, that we’ve made an enemy of you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter what hidden quest you have, our group has unanimously decided: from now on, we’ll kill you on sight. Let’s see who wins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This hatred will last forever (Explorer’s Furious Rolling.jpg).\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Comments:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crayon Shin-chan: What “this hatred lasts forever”? I’ll ask you—give you 100,000 sacrificial power, still holding a grudge? Can this favor make you call me “Honorary Father”? All your grievances stem from lack of wealth—sacrificial power solves everything, even your real-life problems. They say beings in the Upper Realm can use sacrificial power for life-extension surgery. Omniscient Sacrificial Power (Funny.jpg).\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Huoxing: Good thing we went a different direction—we didn’t encounter this traitor who defected to the enemy. This guy must’ve activated a hidden quest—I think he gains rewards by killing players, so he hunts players everywhere. Like early A Le’s quest for Ji Le players: kill other players. His behavior is truly immoral—killing your own brothers without even saying hello? Suggest blocking the village entrance, making him kneel and beg for forgiveness before letting him out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All Things Have Spirit: Same experience—I was also brutally killed by this beast. He kills fellow players without even a greeting—cold-blooded and heartless. I’m furious. Count me in for the manhunt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Men Ji Is Delicious: 103 hunting level—ordinary players are one-punch KO’d by him. He’s the little tyrant of the minor world dungeon. Most importantly, he’s smart—he runs when he can’t win. Who can punish him? Only when he returns to the village and we block his door. Many functions require village access—I don’t believe he’ll never return. Let’s create a bounty board on the forum: everyone who was killed chips in, collect a reward each time he’s killed—until he’s driven to despair and regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as forum players erupted in heated debate over this “traitor” who betrayed his own countryman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, in the Lingxi World.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the rooftop of a high-rise in the ruined city, the Blood King and five War Priests stood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their gazes crossed the collapsed buildings, fixed on the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the horizon, darkness silently writhed, like thick Black Tide devouring the land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the last sliver of sunset was devoured, night rose from the horizon, slowly closing like a rotting giant mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shadows engulfed the city, crawling up the weathered walls, erasing the ruins’ outlines bit by bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the wind’s hoarse moan remained, carrying the scent of blood past the nose—the city beneath their feet sank utterly into darkness, not a single glimmer left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The war had ended—but a new war was about to begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood King had led the Blood Pool Legion across multiple worlds, but this was his first battle on his homeland world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ruins beneath his feet were the same—but the feeling was entirely different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gazing at the horizon now swallowed by darkness, the Blood King whispered softly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In my memories, countless fragments show me standing atop a city, overlooking its ruins, filled with pride and satisfaction.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Same scene—completely different feeling.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the Blood King’s murmur, the War Priests behind him felt the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hadn’t they felt it too?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Same scene—but inside, the surge of conquest joy had vanished, replaced by a strange, dull pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The alien cities they once crushed now mirrored their own homeland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, ruins were proof of their glory; broken walls were marks of merit; scorched earth, the imprint of victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They reveled in the silence of fallen enemy cities—as if the entire world trembled beneath their feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My Throne, this opponent is strong. Initial contact confirms their combat units’ average strength exceeds ours.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood King nodded slightly, eyes still locked on the darkness:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This time, we are no longer the distant conquerors—we are defenders fighting for our home, for survival. This feeling… is so heavy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, the Blood King raised his right hand—immediately, a jet-black flame ignited at his fingertip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clenched his fist—the flame vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood King leapt straight down from the rooftop; the War Priests behind him followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, countless glowing red compound eyes lit up in the darkness, like sparks instantly sweeping across the entire city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massive war legion activated again, advancing under the Blood King’s command toward the invaders’ direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the way, they occasionally spotted small groups of invaders, riding special vehicles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood King immediately killed each one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this was also the Blood King’s greatest confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These invaders lacked the defining traits of a proper invasion force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using his own experience invading other worlds as reference:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An invasion force must establish clear strategic nodes—for example, every 65-node advance requires a forward base and communication network.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Radiating like a spiderweb from the landing point—that’s the logical conquest model.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this invading force chose differently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They resembled tourists on a sightseeing trip—attacking in small groups, with no clear objective, looting wherever they went.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They never considered the dangers along the way, nor how to escape if surrounded without reinforcements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They looted in a wildly chaotic manner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t think this chaotic looting model was unworkable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But feasibility requires overwhelming power as a foundation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This invading force was strong—but clearly not powerful enough to ignore the local forces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet they still pursued a aimless invasion strategy, utterly incapable of organizing an effective war legion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second, this alien force had two extremely strange traits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any life they killed—whether ultra-beasts or their own ultra-beast warriors—dissolved into black mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of their flesh and blood vanished into thin air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like bodies drained dry, leaving only useless residue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recalling his own similar ability—gaining physical enhancements after killing—he suspected this force possessed a rule-based power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The effect: consuming the life energy of slain targets and converting it into their own power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this theory was true, this invading force was far more terrifying than he imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no matter what, the march of war would not stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless the invading force chose to withdraw voluntarily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At dawn, the Blood Pool Legion arrived at a city that had also been reduced to ruins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A new round of battle was about to begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three hours later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fallen city had been reclaimed, but it was already a wasteland, with no resources remaining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hyper Beast Legion paused briefly before heading toward the next city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After recapturing four cities in succession, the legion under the Blood King arrived at Deathstill City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the city, a massive player army had already taken position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the rear wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The God King stood silently in a silver-white robe, gazing toward the horizon, watching the crimson Black Tide rise with the sun, his expression filled with anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was his first time organizing a cross-realm war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the enemy was strong, his own players were fully capable of fighting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By contrast, the Dreadlord Di Nian, who knew him inside and out, was the most formidable opponent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze returned to the horizon’s end, where the Hyper Beast Legion surged like a colossal crimson serpent from the edge of the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the front of the legion, various hyper beasts stood densely packed, their massive forms creating a thunderous advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them, countless smaller yet numerous hyper beast warriors followed in dense formation, completely covering the earth without a single gap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the sky, flying hyper beasts blotted out the sun, their overlapping wings resembling a dark cloud that blocked all light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed as if a vast black cloud was crushing down from afar, its wingbeats generating gusts like a hurricane sweeping across the land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The God King remained utterly calm—he had seen too many battles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had witnessed the terrifying black Black Tide sweep across entire realms; to him, the hyper beast legion’s charge offered only raw power, far less visually overwhelming than the black Black Tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, brothers, for trusting me to lead this operation. We will fight side by side once again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, the legion channel was muted by all members, and the God King activated his Brain Overclock trait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An indescribable clarity spread from his temples through his entire skull, as if his brain’s processor had been instantly upgraded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thoughts flowed with unprecedented smoothness, like a clogged pipe suddenly cleared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Previously vague concepts automatically linked into clear logical chains, resolving themselves effortlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His memories were like neatly organized filing cabinets—he could pull out any piece of information instantly: the war studies he’d read last week in the Emperor Tomb Village library, the random books he’d skimmed… all within reach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the regional voice channel, other players’ speech seemed slowed down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could predict the end of a player’s sentence before they finished speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hawkhead Demon, activate!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, his vision zoomed forward like a camera lens, pulling the scene sharply closer, revealing every minute detail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His perception pierced through everything without obstruction—even the turbid elemental particles drifting in the air of the Lingxi World were clearly visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike what his eyes saw, space under Hawkhead Demon Cultivation Mode seemed reconstructed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the world seen by Hawkhead Demon was 100%, then the world seen by his naked eyes was less than 1%.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His perceptual vision was not a single-point focus but a multidimensional coverage—he could see everything within range without moving his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lord, activate!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A burning mark appeared on the God King’s forehead as the Warlord Cultivation Mode activated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crimson energy, like a halo, enveloped the frontline spellcaster players, and instantly, glowing marks appeared beneath their feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The God King slightly opened his mouth, and a white current surged continuously into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the strength of Qi absorption was influenced not only by his Nascent Soul level and mental strength, but also by the environment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lingxi World’s environment was vastly inferior to the Monster World; the efficiency of filtering impurities from the air to absorb energy had become extremely poor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scatter Arrow and Siphon traits activated simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spiritual beams automatically connected to two players standing behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two players assigned as power banks immediately pulled out Spirit Recovery Potions, ready to drink and sustain the God King’s command endurance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Groups 21, 22, 23… hold in reserve. All other Damage Absorption Team members, prepare.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon the God King’s command, the frontline Damage Absorption players unleashed their Crimson Gang Qi Nascent Souls; crimson currents swirled around them like vortices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the center of this main frontline stood the Damage Absorption Team of the God Temple Society.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All 3,000 Damage Absorption players wielded arm-guard weapons, their upper bodies bare, their bulging back muscles coiled like furious dragons, veins throbbing with boiling Crimson Gang Qi along their necks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the charge, they crouched low, like a pack of ferocious beasts about to break free from chains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the God King gave the charge order:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thousands of crimson Crimson Gang Qi erupted violently, like lava flows from a volcanic eruption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their bodies shot forward under the Crimson Gang Qi’s propulsion, crimson energy bursting from their pores and leaving fiery crimson trails behind them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground cracked beneath their feet; the hard rock layers shattered like fragile ice, exploding into spiderweb cracks the moment their feet landed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Damage Absorption Team’s charge speed increased rapidly; muscle fibers vibrated with the hum of taut bowstrings under extreme load.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The God Temple Society’s Damage Absorption Team stirred the emotions of nearby Damage Absorption players.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many Damage Absorption players in the charge, when glancing at the God Temple Society’s team, could not hide their envy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because that was precisely the goal they were chasing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Damage Absorption Team of a top-tier society was not even on the same level as theirs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The God Temple Damage Absorption Team was the pinnacle in the eyes of forum Damage Absorption players—each member forged in the crucible of the Xinshoucun  warfires, hardened steel, battle-tested iron shields.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as they stood on the battlefield, they were the most solid protectors for the players behind them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost every player who watched the God Temple Society’s war videos had seen them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Precise hate control, extreme low-health counterplays, perfectly timed Star Shift maneuvers… under the God King’s command, every movement was like a precisely forged gear, seamlessly fitting into the team’s battle rhythm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whenever a new player chose the Damage Absorption path, the first thing they did was look up guides: how to play Damage Absorption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Veteran players all recommended the God Temple Society’s war videos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The techniques of ordinary player teams’ Damage Absorption players were mostly learned from these top-tier players.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These elite Damage Absorption players had long since carved their muscle memory of how to absorb damage into their very marrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Differences in Nascent Soul and equipment could be caught up through hunting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Damage Absorption awareness forged through countless team wipeouts could only be honed in the most brutal wars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Competitive Faction represented the peak of individual combat skill among players, then the Damage Absorption path born from the Xinshoucun  power struggles was undoubtedly the pinnacle of war technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As one Damage Absorption player on the forum once said: True steel is forged only in the fiercest flames. All other scenarios are mere child’s play—have the guts to try the Xinshoucun .\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Xinshoucun  was, in players’ eyes, the most brutal war furnace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Terrifying Black Tides, combat insect tribes—any one of these factions was a branch of a peak-tier force from the Monster World.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following the God Temple Society’s Damage Absorption players in the charge, other Damage Absorption players also transformed into battlefield oxen, charging toward the Hyper Beast Legion with unstoppable momentum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From high above:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the ground, crimson and scarlet tides converged at the center of the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the moment of collision, overwhelming Crimson Gang Qi erupted like a volcanic blast, sweeping across heaven and earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damage Absorption players roared in unison, their bare upper bodies bulging with muscle, taut as iron, veins swelling as they pushed forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hyper beasts’ sharp fangs and razor claws shattered against their solid flesh like fragile paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing the charging hyper beasts, Damage Absorption players used their chests as shields, their legs rooted deep into the earth, driving forward with all their strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The front line of the Hyper Beast Legion was pushed back by the Damage Absorption players’ charge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as wave after wave assaulted them, they could not advance a single inch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From above, their bronze-colored backs formed a moving wall, every muscle steaming under the sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hyper beasts’ claw marks scorched sparks across their skin, like blunt blades scraping quenched steel ingots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The players’ blood and qi surged through their meridians with a thunderous roar, drowning out the hyper beasts’ roars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As resistance increased, the frontline Damage Absorption players arched their backs, pressing their palms against the massive bodies of the hyper beasts, their tiny forms pushing the entire frontline forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Earth Devourer’s charges felt like crashing into thick molten steel, their force dissipated layer by layer through flowing muscle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the sky, the Wing Plague’s bone spines and acid fell upon the Damage Absorption players; the bone spines shattered into fragments, the corrosive liquid evaporated into purple smoke by the roaring blood and qi, leaving not a single wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This spectacle left the players watching via livestream breathless with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every time Damage Absorption players charged en masse, it was like a grand feast of flesh and steel, showcasing an extreme aesthetic of violence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No flashy combat techniques, no dazzling abilities—only the sheer, brutal dominance of flesh pushing through all obstacles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the battlefield, every player needed: evasion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Stone Statue players had long deleted “evasion” from their dictionary—if death lay ahead, they would smash through it with their bodies to survive, or welcome death to create an opening for their brothers behind them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was precisely why Damage Absorption was considered the first faith among forum players—the only path that embraced death to live.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battle line continued to advance; each time the Damage Absorption players’ bare feet touched the ground, the frontline inched forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hyper beasts’ bites were futile—their fangs sliced the bronze skin but could never pierce the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Support Team, ignite!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon the God King’s command, the pre-assigned Support Team members locked onto the same small groups of Damage Absorption players and activated the Blood Burn trait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Streams of crimson light wrapped around the Damage Absorption players.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, their veins bulged, their skin seemed to ripple with molten lava, and their muscles swelled rapidly under the Blood Burn trait’s catalysis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their backs rose like granite boulders, their forearms’ muscle fibers twisted into steel cables, and even their nails darkened to crimson from engorged blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was also why the God Temple Society’s Damage Absorption members refused to wear clothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rather than rely on fragile armor, they preferred to forge an invincible barrier from pure flesh alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The defensive power provided by the armed components of combat vehicles is only needed by magic-type players; damage-absorbing players are better off relying on their bare bodies to withstand all forms of output.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the blood-burning trait, their muscles swell dramatically, easily bursting the combat modules.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid low, guttural roars, a rain of elements rose from beyond the city walls, like a meteor shower crashing down upon the Hyper Beast Legion, and the front-line damage-absorbing players also unleashed their power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One corner of the main battle line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crash!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Muscle met chitin, producing a sound like metal clashing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The subterranean mandibles of the Earth Gnawers could tear through alloy, yet beneath the heavy fists of damage-absorbing players, they emitted agonized cries of unbearable strain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The body sizes of the two were disproportionate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A ten-meter-long Earth Gnawer resembled a towering building; the damage-absorbing player was tiny as an ant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even so, the players held absolute superiority in combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The player’s arm muscles pumped like hydraulic presses, landing punch after punch; the Earth Gnawer’s chitin cracked under the blows, and foul-smelling bodily fluids sprayed from the fissures—before they could even hit the ground, they were vaporized into violet smoke by the heat of the player’s swirling qi and blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the very front of the main battle line, over three thousand damage-absorbing players from the Shentang Society surged forward as a crimson torrent, mimicking the battle formation of the Ni Chao Legion, and crashed into the Hyper Beast Legion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Muscles resonated, qi and blood harmonized; every step they took made the ground tremble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hyper Beasts’ claws tore at their bodies but left not even a single white mark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young figure at the front tilted his head upward, letting the acid rain spat by the Wing Plague cascade over his Iron Face; his pupils still burned with battle fury despite the corrosive liquid, and his mouth curled into a grotesque grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, he suddenly raised his hand, his five fingers clamping like steel tongs around the skull of a charging Shadow Wolf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body was shoved back half a meter; once stabilized, the accumulated power within him erupted violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Accumulation trait activated; his right fist, wrapped in terrifying force, slammed forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Shadow Wolf instantly disintegrated into dust, its flesh and bone fragments vaporized in the same instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Top-tier damage-absorbing players can accumulate immense power; the Accumulation trait is currently the highest burst-output method in small-scale combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Theoretically, if the body can withstand sufficient power, the Accumulation trait could even allow players to instantly kill gods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this remains purely theoretical; players clearly lack such an invulnerable body to bear such power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time trickled away; hours of intense collision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battlefield became a life-grinding meat grinder; players and Hyper Beast warriors died every second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During this time, the End Beast was unquestionably the focal point of the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the End Beast possessed the terrifying power to utterly crush players, rampaging unchecked; apart from damage-absorbing players, no others could withstand even a single blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in war Cultivation Mode, players feared no death, charging forward one after another toward the End Beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The amnesiac player clearly failed to realize he had offended many players of the Shentang Society and continued his indiscriminate slaughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bone blade in his hand became a scythe of death; after finding it too difficult to kill units capable of hardening their skin, he swiftly flew toward the rear of the players, aiming to emulate previous assaults by targeting the backline output units for a breakthrough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon landing, nearby close-combat players, unable to withstand even one strike from the End Beast, were cut down in droves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The End Beast’s advance was unstoppable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, the Shen Wang smiled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You really think you’re the Black Black Tide? Just waltz right in like this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When fighting the Di Nian Evil Tyrant, the Di Nian Evil Tyrant’s strategy of ambushing from behind relied primarily on spatial leaps—he never directly sent a single powerhouse charging straight in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Shen Wang did not rush to give orders; he let the End Beast press deeper, even deliberately sacrificing some close-combat players to let it slaughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the End Beast was about to breach the area where the magic corps was stationed, the Shen Wang issued his command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, countless light screens linked together, halting the End Beast’s advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bone blade swung repeatedly, splashing light dots across the shields, which were on the verge of shattering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Close-combat units, form up. Blood Soul Tether.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From behind, countless crimson chains surged forward, wrapping around the End Beast’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pull!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Close-combat players activated their Power Axe and Gang Qi traits; their power exploded instantly, and the massive End Beast was yanked to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Close-combat units, continue restraining.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Magic corps, apply Wither stacking damage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Archers, apply Tear stacking damage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Support corps, release Bind traits in sequence…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, ink-black fireballs rained down, their Wither traits spreading across the End Beast’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the most effective stacking damage skill players had for killing bosses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood Soul Tether, Bind, Wither, Tear… this chain of specialized killing techniques designed for high-hunting-level creatures unfolded in sequence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the End Beast, qi and blood roared and surged; muscle fibers trembled violently, trying to break free and rise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its limbs swelled with muscle; the ground cracked inch by inch beneath its power, as if it would soon break free and launch a counterattack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as its power reached its peak—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A series of dark, chilling glints flashed in succession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Assassin Corps, under the Shen Wang’s command, returned to the rear battle line; their Spirit-Sealing trait descended with their daggers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black runes spread along the blades, coiling like chains and seeping into the End Beast’s body; its previously boiling qi and blood instantly froze, as if a raging river had been violently cut off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The power the End Beast had painstakingly accumulated was instantly drained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood King, disbelieving, tried once more to force the End Beast to struggle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the dense Spirit-Sealing traits were like the deadliest poison, eroding along the pathways of its qi and blood; every attempt to gather strength felt like punching cotton—his muscles strained to their limit, yet his power was blocked by some invisible barrier and instantly dissipated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coupled with the Bind and Blood Soul Tether restrictions—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The End Beast became a caged beast, emitting muffled roars but powerless to escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The main battle line continued to be held by damage-absorbing players; all others coordinated under the Shen Wang’s orders, preparing to eliminate the End Beast—the most difficult combat unit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though aware this player was surely undertaking a hidden quest, so what?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having chosen to stand against the masses, he must be ready for forced return to the village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dense attacks struggled to break through the Blood King’s outer defense, but under the dual stacking of Tear and Wither, the End Beast’s self-healing speed was gradually overwhelmed by the spreading damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As time passed, purple patterns generated by Wither and crimson patterns generated by Tear began to appear on the End Beast’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The purple bloomed from within outward; the crimson seeped from without inward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wounds grew worse; the Blood King tried several times to force the End Beast to rise violently, but each attempt was forcibly interrupted by Spirit-Sealing assassins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the Hawk-Headed Demon’s perception enhancing his senses, the Shen Wang precisely timed the End Beast’s moments of power release.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps in past battles, when facing crushed opponents, the End Beast could move freely, even possessing reliable escape methods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now it faced players—each one wielding a set of rule-level power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trapped under layers of rule-based restraints, even a hunting level of 103 was nearly impossible to break free from.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since its trump card wasn’t used in battle, there was no need to use it now; the Shen Wang’s goal this time was total suppression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only thing puzzling him was: could the villager controlling the End Beast really be this stupid?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his eyes, every soul core of his own side was an open card; even with boundless confidence, he wouldn’t just charge straight in to deliver himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the End Beast’s body, ravaged by multiple soul core traits, was in ruins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its claws, once capable of tearing apart mountains, had lost their edge; wounds oozed thick, golden-yellow blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its chest heaved violently; every breath was abnormally heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, the Blood King, connected to the End Beast, felt the pain transmitted through its body, his teeth clenched tight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hoarse growl squeezed from his throat; his pupils contracted sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rage burned in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He continuously manipulated the End Beast’s heart, pumping its last furious qi and blood, trying to make this broken husk rise again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the endpoint of his power buildup suddenly collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am… the Blood King… how could I…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood King let out a furious, resentful roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He recalled the past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had commanded the End Beast to tear through mountain ranges, devour cities, and countless living beings had screamed beneath its feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, it was the supreme apex predator, a catastrophe standing atop the food chain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now it was like a dying beast, crawling on the ground, waiting only for the end of its life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shame!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teeth gritted, he still struggled; golden blood trickled from his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He refused to accept it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could he possibly accept it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just days ago, he was about to embark on a new glorious campaign, leading his clan into a new cross-realm war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was meant to reign over the new world, making all things tremble beneath his pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now he would die in his homeland, killed by invaders in a humiliating manner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pupils twisted with extreme rage; through the End Beast’s eyes, he glared furiously at the invaders beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling the life force draining from its body, the Blood King struggled to lift its claw, hoping even one final strike could tear apart an enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But its muscles had long collapsed; not a single joint could move, leaving it powerless, hanging limply on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despair and rage intertwined in its heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its breath grew faint; its vision slowly drowned in blackness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In its final moments, countless images surfaced in its mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, the Endform had not yet fully matured, yet it could already tear apart mountains with bare hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The people of the Lingxi Clan knelt on both sides of the chasm, their chants surging like tidal waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The War Priest placed the crown, symbol of kingship, upon its head...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its right eye’s vision blurred; with its last remaining left eye, the Blood King gazed at the darkening sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clouds and twilight hues mirrored the sunset of its coronation day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, it had grand ambitions—to lead the Lingxi Clan to rise and become a superpower spanning countless worlds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It still remembered its first campaign as Sovereign: that world, woven from light curtains, had tried to block its path—but it had torn it apart effortlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless beautiful scenes flashed by... yet now, it could not even lift its arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its once-proud self-healing ability had been utterly suppressed by some rule-level force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden blood within the Endform Beast, once a trophy extracted from the genes of countless beings it had devoured, now gushed from its wounds like cheap sewage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More unbearable than death were the eyes of those ants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They surrounded it, their gazes holding no reverence—only contempt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if it were nothing more than livestock awaiting slaughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These vile invaders dared to humiliate it so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rage roared within its heart; it tried once more to activate its biological furnace—even if it meant self-destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But only silence answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The self-destruction organ, once capable of tearing space apart, now lay cold as cooled lava, yielding not a single spark of energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The final moments of life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a haze, he seemed to see that same sunset once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood atop the world’s peak, beneath him bowed countless living beings, before him stretched an endless journey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The War Priest had said: the Lingxi Clan would follow him until time’s end; his name would be carved into the bedrock of countless worlds...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The focus of his left eye began to scatter; the world twisted and warped in his blurred vision, like a painting on the verge of shattering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, he heard a familiar voice beside his ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sovereign, hold on.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a force seeped into his body; instantly, his body, like a starving beast, began to suck greedily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opening his eyes, he found five familiar figures beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their bodies were shattered, drenched in blood, their carapaces cracked, their antennae severed, golden blood trailing behind them in long streaks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood King’s throat rasped out a hoarse sound—shock, confusion, and anguish all tangled within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lead War Priest’s half-body had already carbonized, yet he pressed his palm against the Endform Beast’s heart; flesh writhed, resonating with the Endform under his control, continuously pouring his own life force into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Life force coursed through his body; muscle fibers reconnected, bones groaned under unbearable strain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Endform Beast’s compound eyes reignited—but this time, what it saw were not the battlefield or invaders, but five of its own people, already at their limits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sovereign, we arrived too late,” the War Priest said calmly, though his eyes betrayed an unmaskable reluctance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go!” Bloodgraph growled; his body began to disintegrate, flesh turning into pure energy to continue mending the Endform Beast’s wounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll hold the rear.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dark Black Tide of player troops surged forward; shouts and footsteps, dense elemental strikes rained down, slicing through the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One War Priest unhesitatingly shattered part of his own body, using his flesh to erect an unbreakable barrier above his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I want to...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he finished speaking, Bloodworm had already charged forward; its carapace peeled off in chunks during the charge, revealing its boiling biological core within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three War Priests swiftly lifted him up and sprinted toward the breach torn open by Bloodworm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Bloodgraph remained standing, turning to gaze at the approaching players; his biological core ignited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sovereign... you must survive,” Bloodgraph’s Iron Face showed a trace of relief, then he unhesitatingly detonated his remaining body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood King’s eyes instantly turned crimson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to turn back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a voice echoed in his ear:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sovereign, the rise of the Lingxi Clan was destined to be tortuous—nearly extinguished multiple times, yet it staggered through one new era after another. The future will continue forward. Our journey ends here, but yours—and the Lingxi Clan’s—will endure.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he finished, another War Priest lunged forward, dissolving into brilliant light before the Blood King’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After breaking through a stretch of distance, thick ropes of blood surged toward them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the fourth War Priest detonated himself to clear the way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last remaining War Priest charged through the breach torn by the explosion, dragging him out of the player encirclement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the frontline tank players ahead turned and charged back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sovereign.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The final War Priest, utterly drained of strength, trembled as he tore open his own chest and pulled out a pulsing golden heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Swallow it... survive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood King wanted to refuse, to roar, to drag his broken body back into the enemy ranks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Priest’s palm was already pressed against his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heart became a warm stream surging down his throat, instantly reigniting the Endform Beast’s nearly extinguished life flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ROAR!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The War Priest unleashed his final strength, hurling him toward his own troops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Blood King looked back mid-air, the shattered War Priest leapt high, shielding him from the barrage of elemental strikes behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The powerless War Priest looked up at him, lips moving faintly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What a pity... I’ll never again stand atop the city ruins, watching the dawn of a new world with you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",6076,"2026-06-19T09:20:37.851Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","c4ba2c1b67191ffe660c9f4bfb9ae92d5125a852d61652161dde3616b472591d","monsters-are-coming-chapter-249","monsters-are-coming-chapter-247",393,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmonsters-are-coming-cover.jpg"]