Chapter 286

Moon Eclipse City, Data Center.

The Star Net's computing power has reached its limit.

Facing the increasingly exaggerated four-way melee situation, the Tier-B energy supply was gradually struggling.

In the fierce collision with the other three factions, it began to show slight flaws.

For the Star Net, this battle was extremely important.

Accommodating an external rule would inevitably bring an overall improvement in the strength of the player faction.

This was also the reason he agreed to the God King's request to participate in commanding this campaign.

Therefore, upon detecting computational overload, it decisively activated the Tier-A energy supply.

The Tier-A energy supply, also known as War Overclock Cultivation Mode, is the second level among the six energy supply systems.

Normally, it basically maintains a Tier-D energy supply status.

As for Tier-E energy, it was eliminated long ago; in the early days, energy was supplied by burning extracts from low-quality spiritual coal and low-purity crystal ores.

The drawback was that combustion produced turbid gray fog, requiring a filtration system, and the energy conversion efficiency was only about 69.5%.

The Tier-D energy Cultivation Mode marked a leap in technology, adopting spiritual energy reactors for power supply, with energy intensity sufficient to cover routine network management and industrial activities.

The Tier-C energy supply is known as the "Special Emergency Power Supply Cultivation Mode," used only under certain special circumstances.

For example, calculating the energy fluctuation intensity of spatial rifts suddenly appearing on Earth, deducing the timing of alien descents, and so on.

The Tier-B energy supply is known as the "Local War Power Supply Cultivation Mode"; the energy conversion efficiency of purified spiritual substances reaches 100%, capable of significantly boosting the Star Net's computing power.

Upon reaching the Tier-A War Overclock Cultivation Mode, spiritual energy matrix fission occurs within the reactor; the energy fed into the reactor undergoes a chain reaction, directing explosive energy through energy conduits to the Star Net core, allowing the Star Net in this Cultivation Mode to easily construct real-time holographic battlefield models.

The drawback is that it causes the temperature of the spiritual energy matrix to skyrocket, requiring part of the energy to be used for heat conduction, and the reactor has a limited lifespan.

As for Tier-S, it is activated only during crises of civilization survival, and the energy consumption caused can even affect the future development of the Moon Eclipse Clan.

All other levels of energy supply have multiple sets of reserve energy; only Tier-S supply has a single reserve.

The reason is that maintenance costs are too high, and the stored resources cannot be converted into developmental momentum for the Moon Eclipse Clan, which would affect the research and development of new technologies.

Accompanying the transmission of the Star Net's will to switch to Tier-A energy.

Three thousand meters underground in Moon Eclipse City, the Tier-A energy matrix trembled.

A dull mechanical roar came from the depths of the rock layers, and twelve energy conduits, each as thick as a city wall, simultaneously lit up with blinding blue light.

Like blood flowing through veins, they flowed and converged toward the core region.

The water level in the Tier-A energy reserve pool dropped rapidly; the liquid mixture of spiritual substances inside was being quickly extracted and pushed toward the reactor.

At the same time, the steel gates of the Tier-B energy pipelines slowly opened amidst the hiss of the hydraulic system, revealing a spherical core cabin with a diameter of two hundred meters; on the inner walls of the cabin, 120,000 honeycomb-shaped energy interfaces simultaneously lit up with a dim blue glow, flickering like a sea of stars.

[Energy Switching Protocol Initiated, Sequence A-23 Executing.]

The notification of the Tier-A energy protocol activation was automatically transmitted to the mind of Moon Eclipse City's Archon.

The next second, countless fist-sized robots poured out from the interlayer of the cabin walls, sweeping over the energy pipelines like a metallic Black Tide.

Their forelimbs automatically assembled into ultra-high-temperature welding torches, quickly dismantling the voltage stabilizers that had been welded in place during the Tier-B energy supply, following the Star Net's commands.

On the surface of the main pipelines, thick as ancient trees, residues of energy substances were quickly cleared away.

Spider-shaped robots used their chelicerae to fix the trembling pipe walls, precisely cutting off link cables one by one to clear docking space for the Tier-A energy pipeline supply.

On the other side, within the Tier-A energy crystal pipelines currently undergoing transmission testing, the liquid energy rippled with a molten luster under the influence of the continuously injected spiritual substances.

Micro-robot clusters used lasers to calibrate every mortise-and-tenon interface, sparks dancing on their metal shells.

As the Tier-B energy pipelines shifted horizontally under hydraulic assistance, the crystal pipelines for Tier-A supply moved along with them, completing the docking.

Instantly, the energy, now turned molten-colored, was transported to the spiritual energy reactor, which began to flash at high frequency internally.

Every vibration was accompanied by a blinding light.

Just this, however, was not enough.

The energy amplifiers of the twelve pyramids slowly descended, their bases docking with the spiritual energy reactor to accelerate the reaction of spiritual substances within it.

Under the influence of this terrifying power, the entire underground space suddenly became weightless, and floating dust solidified in the blue light.

At this moment, tens of thousands of spider robots plunged their forelimbs into the pipeline panels, connecting their bodies together; the heat dissipation fins on their backs trembled frantically, conducting the overloaded heat through their feet into the cooling tracks connected to the underlying mantle.

In the center of the reactor, the black polyhedron known as the "Star Core" began to rotate, and then a column of equal-energy light ten meters in diameter surged forth from the top of the Star Core, rushing up through the mystic crystal pipelines straight to the Data Center.

The Star Net's computing lock was released, formally entering Tier-A computing Cultivation Mode.

In an instant, the Star Net's self-awareness underwent a transformation bordering on divinity.

The perspective switched to the Giant Domain battlefield.

The qualitative change at the computing level altered the structure of the battlefield scene, originally spliced together from millions of live broadcast perspectives.

It changed from initially locating each player's independent icon to becoming connected clusters of particle clouds.

Time parameters appeared in the virtual scene modeling; the Star Net's consciousness became the switch capable of dragging the timeline progress bar of the scene.

The tactical deductions of the Earth Chant Evil Spirit were, at this moment, parsed into clearly visible line trajectories.

The slaughter commands of the Insect Race Master Brain also appeared in the form of a red neural network.

This time, the content deduced by the Star Net no longer took players as the main subject.

It began to deduce the control rhythms of troop types by the Earth Chant Evil Spirit and the Insect Race Master Brain, using this method to predict the upcoming action trajectories of these two calamity-level factions in advance.

The entire golden sand sea became fully visualized in the Star Net's perspective.

The ability of "Precognition," possessed by the strongest Primordial Monster in the Senluo Forest Realm region, is essentially deduction, deducing inevitable results through all information.

The Star Net was also conducting such deduction; although its information collection could not integrate all unpredictable and unobservable information like the "Precognition" rule, everything on the battlefield was a link in its deduction.

In the Tier-A energy consumption Cultivation Mode, the floating trajectory of every grain of golden sand in the battle's aftermath carried a moving trajectory line.

Every roar on the battlefield had its sound waves marked in the scene with attenuation coefficients during transmission.

Even the contraction force of the Divine Tiger's muscle fibers was real-time converted into action trajectories.

At this moment, the Star Net abandoned probabilistic choices in its calculations; the scene presented only the trajectory lines of the highest probability.

At this moment, the Star Net had touched the most fundamental logic of war.

It was attempting to use clear numbers to tame the chaotic information produced by the collisions of the four factions on the battlefield.

The problems originally caused by computational overload suddenly vanished.

The amplification brought to the Earth Chant Evil Spirit by the five Evil Eyes was completely offset by the Tier-A power supply Cultivation Mode.

The fierce clash of the three great calamities formally entered the bloodiest sprint phase.

The Behemoth Legion had reached the tragic moment of a desperate last stand; the Divine Tiger went completely berserk amidst roars, its body swelling to blot out the sun and moon, each swipe of its claws stirring up golden chaos, crushing Black Black Tide evil spirits, Insect Race warriors, and players in swathes.

The Black Black Tide manipulated by the Earth Chant Evil Spirit churned wildly; in the perception screen, evil spirits exploded in groups, transforming into curse seals.

Forming a grand formation of curse seals that shrouded this heaven and earth, attempting to swallow the entire battlefield.

The swarm of locusts controlled by the Insect Race Master Brain obscured the sky like dark clouds, diving to tear and bite any living thing, advancing in relay with the Insect Race warriors on the ground.

Converging into a death tornado, using their own deaths to build a ladder of victory leading to the Rule Divine Seal.

In order to contend for the Rule Divine Seal, the players had also gone mad.

The Faith Warriors of the Damage-Taking Group rushed forward bare-chested, using their flesh and blood bodies to harden against the frenzied offensives of the three factions, constituting a frenzied frontline of brute-force advancement.

Archers and magic-system players stood in the rear; arrows fell like waterfalls, elements surged like floods, advancing with the Damage-Taking Group toward the endpoint of this battle.

Even more, players with residual health, when trapped in desperate situations and surrounded by troops from the three factions, resolutely purchased the latest model of spiritual energy bombs upon reaching critical health, offering their final contribution through self-detonation.

The four factions went completely insane, turning the battlefield into a boiling furnace.

Four torrents bit and devoured each other in the most primitive manner.

The elemental brilliance of the players met the plague poison fog of the Black Black Tide on the battlefield; amidst the exploding energy chaos, the Insect Race's winged insect swarm pierced through both lines like meteors.

Dying Behemoth warriors used their last strength to stab their fangs into the heads of Anti-Swallow Rampage Insects from the Insect Race that were trying to approach the Rule Divine Seal.

Half of the Gilded Giant Whale's body had already been gnawed away; it rolled, crushing groups of evil spirits, only to be torn apart by attacking players in its final moments.

The Shadow Demons controlled by the Earth Chant Evil Spirit shuttled through the battlefield, tearing open the throat of a magic-system player, only to be erased the next second by a critical hit empowered by the burst-damage trait of an assassin-stream player beside that magic-system player.

In the Star Net's puzzle-like scene, the Insect Race's death storm tore apart seven frontline nodes; seconds later, players under the Star Net's control crushed the Insect Race's seven defensive line nodes with a frenzied counter-attack posture.

The charge trajectories of the Damage-Taking stream players were piled high with the corpses of Insect Race warriors.

Every inch of space witnessed the switching of offense and defense; a frontline no longer existed at the central convergence point.

The combat units of the four factions mixed together, slaughtering each other.

Just as an assassin-stream player's dagger was pulled from the back of a Shadow Demon's head, it was slapped into the gravel by a Behemoth's tail strike; just as a Black Black Tide evil spirit's claw pierced a player's chest, its head was bitten to pieces by an Anti-Swallow Rampage Insect; the next second, this Tyrant Insect was smashed into residue by a single punch from a charging Damage-Taking stream player named "Accumulate"... the central battlefield had completely fallen into the most chaotic moment.

Especially the collisions between the three great calamities; every move involved high-frequency switching between offense and defense.

Floating on the sand sea were energy fragments, broken shells, and flesh residues; viewed from high above, it resembled purgatory.

After the four-colored energies were extremely compressed in the central convergence area, they exploded with a boom.

A terrifying high-temperature shockwave blew away all combat units in the central region.

But the explosion only briefly delayed the continuation of the madness.

The next second, the frenzied collision resumed, even more frantic than before.

The players' stamina reached its limit, the Earth Chant Evil Spirit's five-in-one form also entered an overloaded state, and the breeding speed of the Insect Race army began to slow... yet none intended to stop; all were launching offensives to the best of their ability.

As the strongest among the four factions, the Behemoth Legion was the first to show signs of collapse.

No matter how powerful the Divine Tiger was, there came a time when its strength would be exhausted.

Facing the relentless offensive, its speed grew faster and faster until its roars finally ceased abruptly.

The massive figure, bathed in blood, continued the war, but its body was now covered in hideous wounds.

Facing the Divine Tiger whose vitality was nearly burned out, the three great calamities showed not a shred of mercy, pouncing on the extinguishing Divine Tiger one after another.

Just as the Earth Chant Evil Spirit once said to the leader of a small world who mastered the pseudo-rule of "Light Realm":

"Clans that come to the Monster World are bound to have a glorious history of rise, but I do not care about your struggles and efforts before jumping out of the well; the only thing I care about is the weight of nutrients you can provide when you wither... Your obsession with guarding your clan and my desire to manipulate the Black Black Tide to devour you are essentially no different; we are all surviving in different ways."

This sentence was also the inner portrait of the living beings of all powerful clans in the Monster World.

The greatest respect one can show an enemy is to exterminate them completely.

Sparing your life only proves you are so weak you lack even the qualification to become nutrients, and I do not believe you have any possibility of turning the tables in the future.

In the Monster World, every race harbors a reason to survive.

The Divine Tiger fights for the continuation of its race, while the Three Great Calamities fight to satisfy their own desires; though their motives appear different, they ultimately lead to the same end.

But in this world, there is no moral judgment; before the competition for survival, the demands of every race seem insignificant.

Only the strength of power can directly determine the voice and life-or-death fate between races.

The Divine Tiger's lofty goal of fighting for its race's continuation will not have the slightest impact on the course of the war.

The Monster World is this cruel; there are no fairy tales where "the righteous army is bound to win."

There is only the reality that "the victor continues writing the story, while the vanquished becomes nutrients."

Whether fighting for one's race or plundering for private desire, only by raising one's own strength to the point of overwhelming the opponent can one gain a foothold in the cruel competition for survival.

Only by standing at the peak of the Monster World can one write one's own will into the rules of the world, making the world revolve according to one's will.

Troops from all three sides lunged at the Divine Tiger simultaneously; the poison-coated daggers of the Assassin-build players, the spiral horns of the evil spirits, and the tail stingers of the Insect Tyrants all struck the Divine Tiger's broken body at once.

The Divine Tiger was already exhausted and on the verge of death, its weary eyes long having lost their luster.

Its severely injured body could not even move.

Just as the golden pupils of the Divine Tiger began to dilate, the Black Black Tide on the battlefield suddenly and strangely froze for an instant.

The will of the Di Nian Evil Spirit descended; the pitch-black waves that had been ravaging the battlefield suddenly coiled back, wrapping around the Divine Tiger's shattered body like a giant python, converting Black Black Tide energy into vitality and continuously injecting it into the Divine Tiger.

It knew clearly that if the Divine Tiger died, it would be completely devoured by the players.

At this moment, the most correct course of action was to drag the Divine Tiger deep into the Black Black Tide, nibbling away at it bit by bit until it was completely consumed.

The very next second after the Di Nian Evil Spirit snatched the Divine Tiger away, the players, the Insect Race, and the Behemoth Legion simultaneously shifted their attack direction.

The Insect Race and Behemoth Warriors locked onto the Black Black Tide evil spirits, while the players locked onto the Insect Race and Behemoth Warriors.

The elemental torrent attacks from the Magic-build players bombarded the Insect Race and Behemoth Warriors from different angles, helping the Black Black Tide carry away the dying remains of the Divine Tiger.

Seeing this scene, the Di Nian Evil Spirit instantly realized.

The hidden meaning behind the actions of the mysterious commander of the Player Race was most likely to make the Black Black Tide the target of a three-pronged siege.

But, so what?

As long as it could devour the Divine Tiger, sacrificing some evil spirits was entirely worth it.

Everyone's goal was the Rule Brand; it was impossible to abandon the Rule Brand and focus energy on controlling their own Black Black Tide.

However, the struggle over the Divine Tiger's remains caused the battle, which was about to reach a conclusion, to fall into a stalemate once again.

Under the control of the Di Nian Evil Spirit, the Black Black Tide fought alone against three sides, while the Divine Tiger, trapped within the Black Black Tide, was shrouded by Black Black Tide particles, its life energy being continuously extracted.

The situation of the war reversed once again.

At this same moment, a new command from the Star Net was issued.

It knew clearly that among the four major factions, the Player Legion possessed the weakest comprehensive strength.

In the war to seize the Rules, there was only one advantage.

That was that the Insect Race and the Black Black Tide could not instantly decompose the Rules; even if they obtained them, they would have to find a way to send them back, whereas players could store them in their Spatial Satchels the moment they made contact.

But this advantage could not be utilized at all.

Sending them back seemed difficult, but for the Black Black Tide, which possessed the Crescent Moon as a transit point, it was actually very easy.

Just like during the previous contest for the Primordial Monster "Ice Fog Breath," if the Di Nian Bully had not voluntarily gifted it, the players' combat power alone would never have forced the Di Nian Bully to spit out the resources in its hands.

Faced with an absolute torrent of power, relying solely on real-time battlefield deployment calculations made it difficult to secure final victory.

To seize the Gigantification Rule, they had to find another path.

If the war continued to progress at its current pace, the Di Nian Evil Spirit had the highest probability of securing the "Gigantification Rule."

It chose to sacrifice the benefits brought by the Divine Tiger precisely to prolong the war and buy time for deployment.

A new deployment began at this moment.

A golden bullet comment flashed through the God King's mind; without even hesitating, the God King left the rear lines the next second and actively rushed toward the "Purgatory Zone," where the fighting was most intense.

Finally, amidst the sound of an elemental explosion, he perished together with a swarm of evil spirits.

The moment he returned to the Little Black Room, the God King posted a thread on the Forum as required by the Star Net:

[All resurrected players do not need to rush to the battlefield again; gather at the exit of Emperor Tomb Village. For victory, make one final push!]

Immediately, a large number of resurrected players who were preparing to return to the battlefield flocked to gather at the entrance of Emperor Tomb Village.

The Star Net also activated its dual-line command Cultivation Mode.

In its eyes, one of the players' greatest advantages was their ability to resurrect and fight again.

But after resurrecting and heading to the Gigantification Domain, the travel time alone took nearly half a day, making the support speed too slow.

Not all players possessed high-speed mobile vehicles; for the slow ones, it could even take a full day.

Secondly, even if the speed of reinforcing forces could be accelerated, the probability of players seizing the Gigantification Rule remained the lowest among the Three Great Calamities.

Therefore, they could only increase the probability through other means.

After deduction and calculation under the A-rank function, the optimal solution was to launch an attack on the tower where the Di Nian Evil Spirit was located.

By saving travel time, it required the players to open a new battlefield right at the doorstep of the Di Nian Evil Spirit; doing so would significantly improve support efficiency.

In the eyes of the Di Nian Bully, which was more important—the Rules or the Tower—was obvious.

It would inevitably divert a portion of Black Black Tide energy to guard the Tower, meaning the pressure exerted by the Black Black Tide on the Gigantification Domain battlefield would decrease significantly.

Merely having resurrected players rejoin the battle was not enough; the core purpose of opening a secondary battlefield was not to distract the Di Nian Evil Spirit through harassment.

What it wanted was a shift of the main battlefield.

This was also the reason it actively abandoned the Divine Tiger's remains and even assisted the Di Nian Evil Spirit; it needed to buy time to deploy the next step.

Under the God King's call, the resurrected players quickly assembled outside Emperor Tomb Village, then split into two groups to move out.

The first group of players, led by the God King, headed straight for the tower where the Di Nian Evil Spirit was located, while the second group, under the Star Net's command, rushed toward the Phantom Swamp where the Insect Race Master Brain was situated.

As they launched their operations, the God King's voice rang out in the Warband channel:

"I have an announcement. There is an emergency plan that requires everyone to contribute Sacrificial Power. I will now activate the Warband Trading Cultivation Mode. Players with financial means should contribute 2,000 points of Sacrificial Power. The Shentang Society cannot afford this portion of Sacrificial Power, so consider it a voluntary contribution, but it is not mandatory. This is done for the victory of the war. Players willing to contribute this portion of Sacrificial Power will transfer it directly to me via the Warband Trading Cultivation Mode shortly. I will provide an explanation afterward. This may be the key to our victory."

With that, the God King activated Warband Trading Cultivation Mode, and all players in the Warband automatically connected with the God King.

Facing the God King's request, although the players in the Warband felt very confused, the God King's reputation made them willing to believe he had no selfish motives.

After all, the Shentang Society still had to operate within the Player Camp in the future; it was impossible to become the enemy of the entire village for temporary personal gain.

Doing so would be meaningless.

The God King was not short of money in reality either; it was impossible for him to abandon the Monster World, which he had vowed to play for a lifetime, just for the sake of increasing his wealth.

Subsequently, players continuously sent 2,000 points of Sacrificial Power to the God King.

The balance number in the God King's Spatial Satchel soared accordingly, with massive amounts of Sacrificial Power being credited every second.

But upon receiving the Sacrificial Power, the God King transferred this sum to the guild manager "Right Hand of God," instructing him to take this money immediately to Emperor Tomb Village, first spending 300,000 to upgrade the movement speed of vehicles, with further instructions to follow.

After assigning the task, the God King led the resurrected players in a rush to the front of the Evil Eye Tower.

Just as he had predicted before the battle, the Di Nian Evil Spirit had already made defensive preparations; before he could even approach, the churning black fog began to press down, and a defensive line composed of Calamity-type troops rose from the ground.

The God King did not hesitate, decisively leading the resurrected players to charge.

This time, they would not count the cost of casualties; they would go all out.

On the other side, the resurrected players under the Star Net's command continued to advance toward the Phantom Swamp, finally engaging in battle with the Insect Race controlled by the Master Brain.

But this group of players did not linger in battle; fighting while retreating, they drew the battle line toward the direction of the Evil Eye Tower.

At this moment, the Di Nian Evil Spirit, who was commanding the war within the Gigantification Domain, had already noticed something was wrong.

The next second, it analyzed the purpose behind the actions of the mysterious commander of the Player Race.

It wanted to open a secondary battlefield... no, it wanted to apply pressure to force the Black Black Tide and Insect Race combat power to continuously transport to the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range, turning the secondary battlefield into the main battlefield to constrain their resource input into the Gigantification Domain battlefield.

The purpose of doing this was very clear.

Although the Player Race was strong, it also had a fatal weakness.

In long-distance rush wars, the Player Race's support efficiency was extremely low.

The Black Black Tide could use the Crescent Moon refraction to transport Black Black Tide energy across ultra-long distances in a short time; anywhere could become the main battlefield.

The Insect Race possessed a spreading mycelial mat, equivalent to building a direct energy transport pipeline to the battlefield; although their support efficiency was not as good as the Black Black Tide, they could still achieve continuous energy supply.

Only the players, despite having very strong mechanisms in all other aspects, had a significant shortcoming in support, requiring them to cross the World Barrier and travel by foot each time.

The situation of this war was clear.

The Black Black Tide led by it possessed comprehensive combat power that was undoubtedly first among the four major factions, stronger than both the Player Race and the Insect Race in every aspect.

In second place was the Insect Legion, and last was the Player Legion.

As for the Behemoth Legion, from the start of the war, this faction had been food on the table; there was no possibility of them winning the final victory.

Therefore, the core of this tactic by the mysterious commander, the core objective, was to reduce the time players spent traveling, using the second battlefield to constrain it and the Insect Race Master Brain from continuously investing energy into the Gigantification Domain battlefield.

It looked like a trap, but in reality, it was an open card.

The mysterious commander of the Player Race was betting that it cared more about the Evil Eye Tower than the Rule Brand.

The facts were exactly as the Player Race commander thought; regarding the importance of the Rules versus the Evil Eye Tower, it would inevitably choose the Tower.

This was its credential as the Evil Spirit Commander, and the Tower was also the core energy supply for the Black Black Tide Legion.

How could it possibly abandon the Evil Eye Tower for the sake of the Rules?

Thinking of this, the Di Nian Evil Spirit's gaze suddenly shifted toward the Insect Race battle line.

It could be basically confirmed that the Insect Race would also be the target for opening a second battlefield.

The mysterious commander would inevitably dispatch members of the Player Race to go to the Phantom Swamp to lure the Insect Race Master Brain into battle, thereby increasing the intensity of the second battlefield; only in this way could they better constrain the resource input of the main battlefield.

The second battlefield opened in the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range would eventually evolve into a clash between the Black Black Tide, the Insect Race, and the Player Race.

But how could it let the Player Clan commander get his way? The core of this plan was time.

It could not give the mysterious commander enough time to lay out his arrangements.

After clarifying the underlying logic behind the Player Clan's sudden attack on Gao Ta, the Black Black Tide controlled by the Earth-Concept Evil Spirit launched an even more fierce offensive.

If the mysterious commander wanted time, then it would intensify its attacks to make the moment of decision arrive sooner.

The longer it dragged on, the more resources the second battlefield would require.

Just as the Earth-Concept Evil Spirit had anticipated, the Player Legion was currently trapped in a support dilemma.

As the weakest faction in terms of combat power, every player lost in battle required nearly half a day to resurrect and rush back to the front.

Among the three factions, the Black Black Tide remained at its peak status, with evil creatures supplied in an endless stream.

The Insect Clan's energy supply was relatively weaker; the breeding speed of Insect Clan warriors had slowed, yet it was still far superior to the players' support efficiency.

If this trend continued, they would be wiped out before even making contact with the Rule Brand.

The Star Net, naturally aware of the players' concerns, decisively adjusted its combat strategy, ceasing its offensive against the Giant Beast Legion and instead assisting them in battle to share the pressure brought by the Black Black Tide and the Insect Swarm.

After changing tactics, the war once again fell into a stalemate.

In the eyes of the Earth-Concept Evil Spirit, the tactical shift by the Player Clan's mysterious commander confirmed its speculation.

It also made it understand the mysterious commander's purpose: willing to sacrifice the resources gained from devouring Giant Beast warriors just to drag out the war.

It wanted the Rule Brand.

As time passed, the Earth-Concept Evil Spirit began to split its attention.

The second battlefield, just as the mysterious commander had arranged, had already erupted into a three-way melee.

For safety's sake, it had to divert energy to protect the Evil Eye Tower.

Yet the combat modes on the two frontlines were completely different.

The Giant Domain battlefield was like boiling magma; the Black Black Tide transformed into thousands of black torrents, carrying extreme madness, tearing through the frontlines with an overwhelming force that crushed everything in its path.

Generated evil creatures surged forward wave after wave; every offensive attempted to completely crush the three factions, like a raging storm that pushed the Black Black Tide system's ferocity to the extreme.

Meanwhile, on the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range battlefield, calamity-type units constructed steel walls, hunkering down to fight in a circle around the tower.

This actively contracted defensive line kept the clashes between the three factions suppressed within a controllable range.

At this moment, the Earth-Concept Evil Spirit could already see victory.

Although the pressure on the second frontline was constantly increasing, requiring it to continuously raise its energy supply quota as time passed.

The player losses on the main battlefield were even greater; if this trend continued, the players and the Giant Beast Legion would exit the stage one after the other.

Just as the Earth-Concept Evil Spirit thought victory was assured.

Second Battlefield, Emperor Tomb Mountain Range.

Players, the Insect Clan, and evil creatures were engaging in a new round of confrontation.

As more and more resurrected players joined the battlefield, the intensity of the war gradually escalated.

To pressure the Earth-Concept Evil Spirit, the players under the Star Net's command launched wave after wave of charges, supplemented by the entry of the Insect Swarm controlled by the Main Brain.

The number of evil creature units the Earth-Concept Evil Spirit added to the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range battlefield also increased accordingly.

But the participating players could not understand what purpose this served.

The core of this battle was not the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range, but the Giant Domain battlefield; facing the anti-devouring defensive line of the calamity-type units, simply grinding it out like this could never bring an advantage to the main frontline.

Pressure had been created, but it could not change the declining situation in the Giant Domain battlefield; ultimately, it would still end in failure.

Voices constantly rang out in the regional channel asking:

"I just asked my guild brothers; the players in the Giant Domain are almost wiped out. Opening a second frontline might relieve pressure on the main frontline, but what about the main frontline itself? Are we just letting it go?"

"I don't care about the main frontline; I believe in the God King, I believe in Tourist Number One, just charge and that's it."

"I understand the core of this tactic now. Even if the Earth-Concept Bully can seize the Giant Rule, it still has to transport it back, right? The second frontline is meant to intercept it during transport."

"You idiot upstairs, do you think this is an escort mission? The Black Black Tide's energy transport goes through the Evil Moon as a relay; you won't even see the transport process. Once the Earth-Concept Bully grabs the Giant Rule, it's over. Intercept? Try flying up to the Evil Moon to intercept it."

"So anxious, it feels like the main battlefield is almost empty. This campaign is truly the swan song of the Monster Flow; I can't figure out how to turn the tables."

The anxiety in the players' hearts intensified amidst the fighting.

The number of players operating in the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range had already exceeded those still fighting in the Giant Domain by double.

The Earth-Concept Bully had adopted a defensive strategy in the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range to reduce the investment of Black Black Tide energy, and its advantage in the Giant Domain battlefield was gradually expanding.

Once the Earth-Concept Bully seized the Giant Rule, what use would the pressure from the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range be?

Time flowed away amidst the clashes.

When the number of players in the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range region exceeded one million, for the sake of the tower's safety, the Earth-Concept Evil Spirit could only pour more resources into the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range.

The intensity of the war in the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range gradually surpassed that of the Giant Domain battlefield.

But the number of players in the Giant Domain had already dropped below 100,000, falling into an absolute disadvantage.

The Giant Beast warriors were nearly extinct; their remaining forces, without player support, were utterly insufficient to protect the Rule Brand.

All four factions had reached their limits in the Giant Domain battlefield.

Yet the Earth-Concept Evil Spirit remained the absolutely dominant force in the Giant Domain, its combat power far surpassing that of the Insect Clan and the players.

Facing an irretrievable defeat, all the resurrected players could do was follow Tourist Number One's commands and continue applying pressure to the Earth-Concept Bully on the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range battlefield.

During this process, the Star Net was also calculating the changes in Black Black Tide resources.

Numbers marked in gold danced within its mind.

63.7%... 63.8%... 63.9%... These numbers represented the resource quota the Earth-Concept Bully was investing in the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range region.

This figure did not represent all the Black Black Tide energy resources the Earth-Concept Bully controlled.

Rather, it was relative data calculated by comparing the intensity and quantity changes of the Black Black Tide evil creatures in the Giant Domain against the intensity and quantity increases of the Black Black Tide in the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range region.

At this moment, on the Giant Domain battlefield.

The player frontline was already showing signs of collapse; the Black Black Tide advanced like a broken bamboo, making the capture of the Giant Rule a foregone conclusion.

The reduction in player numbers also made the battlefield view, originally spliced together from a million live-stream perspectives, become fragmented.

But... the war was not yet over.

In the perspective spliced from the live-stream feeds, a streak of golden light was rapidly flying over from the Primordial Source.

Confirming the other party had arrived, the Star Net sent a golden danmu to the God King:

"Begin!"

Receiving the Star Net's prompt, the God King, who was currently fighting in the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range region, decisively roared in the Warband channel:

"All players, prepare for airdrop participation!"

Hearing the God King's order, the players who were currently slaughtering Black Black Tide evil creatures and Insect Clan warriors appeared utterly bewildered.

Aren't we already fighting? What does airdrop mean?

The next second, a Challenger Prompt rang out in their minds.

[Challenger Prompt (Warband): Warband Vice-Leader "Divine Hall-Left Hand" has sent you an item: Location Teleportation (Coordinates: Giant Domain 283.628.582).]

Accompanying the prompt sound, a golden scroll automatically appeared in the spatial bags of the vast majority of players in the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range region.

This scroll was very familiar to veteran players.

It was precisely the Teleportation Scroll exchanged from the Enlightenment Rule Shop.

The usage method was simple: one needed to set a location mark at a spot; upon activating the scroll next time, one could directly teleport to the previously marked coordinates.

At this moment, the participating players suddenly understood the purpose of pointlessly grinding it out here.

"Holy crap, awesome, hahaha, I get it, I f*cking get it now."

"You rascal, Tourist Number One, to come up with such a heaven-defying stunt—too awesome."

"Hahaha, the Giant Beast Flow still has hope, brothers, the Cross-Border Expedition has begun, I'm going first."

Accompanied by mountainous and oceanic shouts in the map voice channel, a scene that made the Earth-Concept Evil Spirit find it hard to believe occurred.

Under its perception perspective, white light lit up across the mountains and plains.

The figures of players, like characters erased by a rubber, disappeared in patches from its perception field of view.

"Not good!"

The Earth-Concept Evil Spirit's gaze snapped toward the familiar Player Clan commander, only to see him raise his middle finger toward the tower direction, grinning broadly:

"Your daddy is leaving first!"

After finishing the taunt, the God King's figure vanished the next second as well.

In the direction of the Giant Domain battlefield, fully resurrected players surged forth following the white light like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

One million players, returning at full health!

(End of Chapter)