Chapter 353: Nation War Instance and Belial

Inside a villa of the Interstellar Federation, a young man sat up from the soft bed.

Wang Lina scratched his hair, thinking wearily in his heart: "Today, I'll continue cultivating the 'Sha Ghost Blood Body Great Art'."

Ever since 'Two Realms Hegemony' was confirmed to allow players to bring out the power gained within, the entire Interstellar Federation was in an uproar.

Countless federation citizens wanted to enter the game, but alas, the monks were many while the meat was scarce.

For several months, only 50 million players had been deeply cultivating within it.

To obtain stronger power, nearly 90% of these 50 million players devoted most of their day to it.

And as the number of people increased, understanding of the game grew day by day, and various specialized methods were developed.

For example, the slaughter style, the monster-hunting style, the dual cultivation style, the suffering style, the blood blade style, the faith style...

And the one Wang Lina chose was a playstyle published by a professional player, named the Suffering Style.

The Sha Ghost Blood Body Great Art being cultivated at this moment is a technique where the heavier the injury, the faster the cultivation speed.

After cutting oneself into a human pig, then gouging out the eyes, pulling out the tongue, plugging the ears, and severing the five senses to cultivate, the experience gained per hour can almost reach 30 points.

Since players can block pain and have extremely fast healing speeds, this cultivation method was chosen by many players.

After all, the body logged out of the game suffers no harm at all, so it's fine to make the game suffer a bit.

With various schools of thought blooming and advancing together, these players' levels were rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Originally, due to the early-game leveling method of 'one slash, 999', going from the Xuan Gate First Level to the Ninth Level required only about 50,000 experience points.

Now, more than three months after entering the game, under the players' hard work in leveling, nearly 20 million players reached the Ninth Level, successfully changing professions and undergoing the First Profession Change.

This almost multiplied the number of martial artists on the Ascension Road in all the nations of Dongfang Wujie by dozens or even a hundred times; inflation had truly occurred.

But these players knew very clearly that only after the Ascension Road did the game truly begin.

Because this game was not like other online games before; the gap between each profession change was almost like heaven and earth.

In terms of pure physical body, a Second Profession Change could easily unleash an unrivaled mode against First Profession Changes, and slaughtering an army of 100,000 First Profession Changes in a single day was merely a trivial matter.

"Truly a stat-exploding piece of trash game," Wang Lina muttered in his heart, then immediately logged into the commonly used player communication website according to his daily habit.

But as soon as he logged in, he was attracted by the content; the website, which he hadn't visited for just one day, now had hundreds of thousands of new game posts.

"Holy crap, did the world explode? So many posts," Wang Lina couldn't help but exclaim, then clicked on a post before understanding what had happened.

The long-silent 'Two Realms Hegemony' issued a new announcement, opening the Nation War Instance.

Based on the capital city where the player is located, factions are automatically selected, divided into the Alliance Nation and the United Nation.

Players belonging to Dayan joined the United Nation to collectively resist the siege of other nations.

Meanwhile, during the Nation War, killing players of the opposing faction also grants massive experience.

'It's entering PVP mode,' Wang Lina said to himself in his heart.

Once this announcement came out, wouldn't players start slaughtering each other? By then, the experience accumulated from months of meditation could be wiped back to level zero.

Above the palace, Fang Can crossed his arms, looking at the group of coffins and tombstones before him, and said to the rotting Li Huowang beside him:

"What use do you have for my Qi Kun Da Nuo?"

"The Fourth Profession Change you captured from Li Hentian is a fake; the inheritance converted from the Light of the Soul falls far short of expected effects. It's just right to use your Qi Kun Da Nuo as a substitute," Li Huowang explained.

Fang Can nodded lightly, took off the white bracelet worn on his wrist, and threw it out: "The content is all recorded inside. Have you prepared how to arrange those 500,000 First Profession Change player bodies?"

"Of course. Injecting memories one by one is truly too troublesome. It's better to inject memories in bulk on an assembly line. I already have candidates," Li Huowang couldn't help but slightly lift the corner of his mouth, thinking of a brilliant plan.

"Then I will wait for your world-shocking wisdom at that time," Fang Can nodded calmly:

"As for the three Fourth Profession Change bodies given to you, it's best to use villain souls; the obsessions of heroes are too strong, and the Soul-Soothing Art has some difficulty controlling their thoughts."

"Rest assured, I understand. All villains, right?" Li Huowang lifted the corner of his mouth: "I have already sent them out."

"Sent out?" Fang Can was slightly stunned: "Where?"

"Those Fourth Profession Changes have their own wills and can't stay put. I might as well let them bring back enough materials for me directly."

"As you wish," Fang Can nodded lightly after hearing this; he did not interfere with these matters.

This war was initiated by him, and the karmic cause was directly linked to him.

The more fiercely each dying person struggled, the stronger the power he harvested, so he was delighted to see these people die.

No matter which side died, he benefited, so there was no need to care about the lives or deaths of those martial artists.

Moreover, Ji Donglai's debt must be repaid somehow; otherwise, it would be disastrous if death resulted from debt collection.

As various thoughts surged into his mind, a trace of irritability flashed in Fang Can's eyes, and the anger suppressed by slaughter recently surged into his heart again.

"You continue to work hard here; I'll go catch a Fourth Profession Change to vent," Fang Can threw out these words, then took a step, and his body completely disappeared from the spot.

On the other side, the Kingdom of Blazing Fire.

Boom—Boom—Boom—

A giant body 55 meters tall walked towards the Jushan Chaoliba lineage; every step taken caused the surroundings to shake with earth-shattering tremors.

The surface of this body looked like it was wearing a black-and-red skin suit, with a purple crystal embedded in the chest, orange-yellow eyes atop a streamlined head, and arms shaped like claws.

In the distance, the Jushan Chaoliba lineage, countless disciples floated in mid-air, looking at the giant before them with solemn gazes.

"Which senior of our Chaoliba lineage are you, sir?" a Third Profession Change elder asked: "Why have you transformed and come here?"

"This is my original appearance," the creature emitted a voice with extremely magnetic qualities:

"I very much dislike the name 'Kingdom of Blazing Fire'; it reminds me of some unpleasant past."

"So... all of you people must die!"

"Let you guys know this big shot's name; you can call me—Belial!!!"

As the words were spoken, Belial crossed his twin claws, and crimson light rapidly condensed on his hands, then a beam of crimson light shot out from his palms.

Deathcium Beam!!!

Upon seeing that surging blood-red light, these elders' faces changed in unison, instantly transforming into countless giants to resist the light pillar filled with the aura of death.

(End of this chapter)