Chapter 418: The Reaper's Scythe

Gunfire merged into a single roar, denser than raindrops.

Immediately, the silver-armored knights saw the Pigus berserkers charging at the front; blood blossoms erupted on their bodies as if struck by an invisible giant palm, the charge halted abruptly, their towering, fat frames were Tear open, instantly turning into a field of broken corpses.

The Pigus's roar turned into a mournful wail.

A storm of high-velocity bullets, like a massive Death God's scythe, surged forward along the street; wherever it passed, whether the sturdy Pigus berserkers or the agile snake‑men and blood‑thirsty rat‑men, they fell like wheat, their lives mercilessly reaped.

In just a few seconds, the long street ran red with blood.

The silver-armored knights advanced over blood and broken corpses; the terrifying reaping line moved a step ahead of them, shooting any enemy that blocked the road, leaving only bodies strewn on the ground.

Squad leader Tien was so startled that every hair on their body stood on end.

They couldn't help but slow their charge, looking up at the sky.

More than twenty flame dragons hovered a hundred meters above the ground, split into two groups; the Extreme Warriors on their backs kept firing from above, forming a fire‑net with no blind spots.

The fire‑net was like the sharpest comb, sweeping the entire street clean.

Whistling bullets stripped a layer off the ground; no one could survive.

Such a terrifying sight scattered the souls of both sides charging on the ground; the rat‑men, snake‑men and kobold who followed the Pigus berserkers, now targets of the gunfire, instantly broke mentally.

They dropped their weapons and fled without looking back.

But the street was overcrowded; people trampled and shoved each other, unable to get far before the fire‑net caught up and turned them into a sieve of bullets.

Clack clack clack…

Deafening gunfire roared.

In less than half a minute, no living enemies remained before the silver-armored knights.

Tien looked at the blood‑stained ground and the thousands of corpses around; even after countless battles, they couldn't help but feel a chill and a word sprang to mind:

"Massacre!"

It was a one‑sided slaughter, scarier than the large‑area spells of the High Ring.

Killing is faster, consumption lower!

Tien had originally looked down on the so‑called Extreme Warriors; after storming Mazuos, they'd been secretly competing, but now that mindset vanished, leaving only one thought: gratitude.

Grateful that the Extreme Warriors stood on their side, grateful that they were allies.

Tien could not imagine what would happen if the Extreme Warriors in the sky aimed their barrels at them and the silver-armored knights.

The outcome wouldn't be much better than that of the Pigus and rat‑men, perhaps no difference at all.

They glanced back at the knights behind, noticing terror and a hint of fear in their eyes; clearly, they were all frightened.

Now was not the time for consolation; Tien didn't forget their objective and shouted, "Charge in!"

"Straight into the Lord's Residence!"

Their silver-scaled horse trod the blood‑stained ground, stepped onto the stairs, and was the first to breach the castle gates; the silver-armored knights split into several hundred‑person squads, like streams of silver flood, dispersing to sweep through the castle and surrounding barracks.

In the sky, Lei En sat atop a golden three‑headed dragon, overlooking the battle in the Lord's Residence.

The massive castle spanned hundreds of acres, more like a military camp, with countless enemies hidden inside; even with aerial advantage, it was hard to capture quickly.

The Extreme Warriors had ceased firing, awaiting his orders.

Lei En pondered a few breaths, then ordered, "Descend and secure the flame dragons, split into four groups, each led by a captain or instructor; two groups guard the castle's two main exits, no enemy may escape, any who approach shall be killed without mercy."

"The other two groups charge into the castle; stay safe."

The guard forces in Mazuos extended beyond the Lord's Residence; countless alien races were used as bait, drawn to the lord, to wear them down and kill more enemies.

Strategically, this prevented them from supporting the tower and the temple.

"Yes!"

The Extreme Warriors divided intuitively; each legendary warrior led five people, quickly reaching their positions—two groups blocked the gates, two cleared enemies.

In the sky, only Lei En on his dragon remained.

He didn't rush into the fight, but waited patiently for a while.

The Lord's fortress rang with killing cries; the silver-armored knights clashed fiercely with the guards, but with the arrival of two groups of Extreme Warriors, once the gunfire sounded, the local fighting would soon subside.

The two main exits also sporadically erupted into combat.

Some enemies trying to flee were shot dead the moment they emerged.

On the streets outside the castle, more alien races, driven by human superiors, kept arriving from all directions, fearlessly charging the Lord's Residence, then were shredded by the crossfire net set up by the Extreme Warriors.

Lei En's soul eye scanned several rounds, locating the superiors hidden behind the alien ranks.

These people were clearly Mazuos's ruling class, serving the lord; they thought they were well hidden, occasionally spying on Lei En in the sky, unaware they had long been exposed.

Lei En pretended not to see; their actions were exactly what he wanted.

In the distance, the battle at the Solar Eclipse Tower grew fiercer.

Title: Duke Silverstar had already become invisible, but her summons launched an even harsher assault; a massive Dragon Demon wielded spell bombardments, crazily attacking the tower, half of Mazuos shook as if an earthquake, plunging countless residents into panic.

Each swing of the Dragon Demon produced earth‑shaking thunderstorm sounds.

The hundreds‑meter‑tall Wu Shi Ta was no longer that stable, a slight tremor appearing, though still far from collapse.

Lei En estimated the Solar Eclipse Tower could hold for at least half an hour.

"Some have been hit."

He muttered, and suddenly a mysterious rumble echoed from the distant high sky; looking up, the once bright sky at tens of thousands of meters was shrouded within seconds by a shadow like clouds, yet darker than any cloud, obscuring the sun.

The boundless shadow that blocked heaven and sun rolled, warping the void, slowly forming a massive passage.

A chilling aura of terror emanated from within; Lei En's soul eye pierced through, vaguely seeing a massive, indescribable silhouette.

He was not unfamiliar with this aura; it was the power of a Divine!

"Luoxi!"

Lei En's scalp tingled instantly, "Is He about to descend? The true form of the Divine, or merely an incarnation?"

The shadow kept expanding, the sun vanished, darkness fell, and Mazuos seemed to shift from noon to night in an instant.

The deity's aura filled the world between heaven and earth, and countless residents of the city fell to their knees; some were horrified and went pale, collapsing on the ground, while others' eyes burned with fervor as they raised their voices in prayer toward the sky.

"This situation…"

"Has Luo Xi's true form descended?"

Lei En felt an indescribable pressure; the shadow above his head grew larger, the void twisted further, as if an endless black mountain pressed down upon him, making him feel infinitesimally small, his soul trembling, even his breath becoming hard to draw.

His eyes rolled, and he began to consider how to make a getaway.

The deity has personally entered the fray; having descended to the mortal world, not making a run for it would be tantamount to waiting for death, wouldn't it?

Terrifying divine might loomed over Matros, while the Eclipse Tower stood at the exact center of the shadow.

Silver Star Title: Duke emerged from invisibility.

She looked up at the shadow in the sky, yet showed no trace of worry on her face; she remained calm and composed, with the corners of her mouth even slightly upturned, as if somewhat disdainful.

This reminded Lei En that the Silver Star Title: Duke is a Divine Chosen, and must have some preparation.

Before his thought could settle, an Arcane radiance lit up before his eyes; the light was not particularly strong nor dazzling, but gave a warm feeling, and in an instant dispelled the shadow in the sky, allowing sunlight to return to the world.

The earlier scene of black clouds pressing down on the city faded, as if it had never occurred.

"The God of Magic has intervened!"

Lei En thought to himself, "Indeed,"—others might not have seen anything, but at the moment the Arcane light flared, he sensed the goddess's divine power.

That light was a spacetime sealing spell, blocking Luo Xi's descent.

He had read in the tome "Deities and Followers" that when a deity descends to the Prime Material Plane, its divine power is so immense that it must open a sufficiently large "gate"; the movement is massive, making it hard to conceal from other deities, especially hostile ones, who constantly monitor each other in secret, and any action would be noticed.

In that moment, Luo Xi, in haste, tried to "open the gate" to descend, but the God of Magic forcibly shut the gate.

At this moment, in the outer plane, the two deities must be clashing fiercely.

The God of Magic's followers far outnumber and outclass Luo Xi's, and its divine power is stronger; it is one of the most powerful deities in the world. In a direct confrontation, Luo Xi has almost no chance of victory and will most likely retreat to its divine realm, powerless to aid mortal followers.

Lei En's eyes lit up.

"This seems like a perfect chance to fish in the muddied waters!"

He immediately opened his phone interface, his gaze landing on the battery level; previously, fearing to attract the deity's attention, he had disabled the soul‑absorbing function, so not a single unit of charge had risen in the soul power pool.

Now Luo Xi can barely protect itself; how could it have time to attend to the soul deficits of some followers?

Lei En unhesitatingly activated the charging function.

The next second, he saw the charge in the soul power pool begin to rise, yet no souls appeared before his eyes.

"Hmm? What's happening?"

Lei En was startled; after careful observation, he confirmed that the charging function had been upgraded in the legendary Soul Transformation, allowing remote soul absorption—any target killed within range would have its soul energy automatically flow into the soul power pool.

Moreover, the absorption distance had expanded greatly, effective up to roughly a thousand meters!

"Is this wireless charging?" he exclaimed with delight.

Without souls flying in, the soul absorption became more covert.

Lei En had long feared this secret being exposed; he had consulted the library many times, and under normal circumstances, transcendent beings cannot see souls—only by casting a few extremely rare secret‑eye spells, or if a soul mutates and is stored in a soul stone, can it be observed.

At least below the legendary level, and during the legendary stage, this is the case.

Upon reaching Holy Soul or higher ranks, Lei En could not be certain.

He later recalled the battle at Weizelan Fu Kong Cheng, still haunted by fear. At that time, several Holy Soul‑level strongmen were present, among them a Death Lord adept at manipulating souls, and two Holy Soul Liches, none of whom noticed his anomaly, either due to inattention or inability to see.

In any case, he no longer dared to take such a risk.

Now that he can absorb souls remotely, it is undoubtedly much safer; of course, he still cannot devour indiscriminately and must act according to the situation.

Lei En glanced at the distant Silver Star Title: Duke; at such a distance, it was clearly undetectable.

Such a heaven‑sent opportunity must not be missed.

"Boorqi, let's move." Lei En patted the neck of the Golden Three‑Headed Dragon, and the beast swooped down, all three heads spewing flame as it began a massive slaughter.

(End of Chapter)