Chapter 365: and ===GLOSSARY===

translation

translation

After all lines, output section

We must use glossary names exactly as provided: Lin Ke → Lin Ke. Also maybe other names? The glossary provided only includes Lin Ke → Lin Ke. So we must use that exact English form for that term. For other terms, we translate meaning.

Let's go line by line.

371. Chapter 371: Crushing

But note: The title line includes the number and Chinese characters. We'll translate to English: "371. Chapter 371: Crushing". Keep the number as is.

On a narrow path, the brave prevail.

Even against a stronger foe, one must resolutely draw the sword.

Lin Ke devised a zero‑contingency plan for the Grand Sage Legion, not because he truly enjoys mindless charging.

But to cultivate a habit—that when he leads the charge, the Grand Sage Legion can follow unconditionally.

No matter how strong the enemy they face.

To achieve this, mere charging is not enough.

One must also show strength and reap victory.

Thus, one can forge a legion with strong cohesion and will as steadfast as steel.

Only in space did one see that the Water Demon Legion and the Power Demon Legion had not properly joined, leaving a gap; Lin Ke stood alone, spanning front and rear.

In an instant, the components were activated one by one.

Battle armor, interstellar life‑support module, defense module, long‑range attack module, close‑combat attack module…

Based on certain preferences and the influence experienced in the immortal martial world, this time Lin Ke will announce his return in a certain guise of the Great Sage.

The style of the battle armor, the cape that moves without wind, the arrogant bearing that looks down on all under heaven, the anger hard to suppress in his heart, even the golden hoop staff in his hand…

They cannot be said to be identical; they can only be said to follow the same pattern.

In space, where sound cannot propagate, it seemed that suddenly the BGM 'Little Knife Society Overture' started playing.

Facing astonishment greater than fear, the humiliation of being looked down upon outweighs the worry of being intercepted and split, the Water Demon flew into a rage, simply ceasing to command the legion, withdrawing from the middle formation to the rear, intending to kill that vile wizard one‑on‑one to wash away his shame.

The rage blinded the Water Demon's eyes; it did not notice that the Power Demon Legion, after Lin Ke's abrupt insertion cut off the connection between the two demon legions, had slowed its advance.

Even the rear of the Power Demon Legion had already prepared to retreat.

The Power Demon himself likewise moved from the middle formation to the rear.

In the legion, the veteran demons who had followed the Power Demon for years all understood each other tacitly.

Another scene of abandoning allies and fleeing alone was about to unfold.

In the Grand Sage Legion's star fleet, the star‑annihilating fortresses and various warships had made ready for attack.

The three main corps, having formed a combined‑spell formation, could at any moment launch a physical assault onto the battlefield.

Under Luo Ken's leadership, the guard corps had already left the warship first, making a rapid wide detour from the right to flank the rear of the Power Demon Legion.

The servant corps composed of elves, dwarves, and beastmen, unusually fought as a semi‑main force rather than as cannon fodder or battlefield clean‑up.

Lin Ke lay across between the two demon legions, making no rash move.

Although he had sensed that the rear demon legion was inclined to retreat, he could not afford to be careless.

A fierce charge, a solo insertion, was his deliberate display of valor before all members of the Grand Sage Legion.

But valor does not equal mindless recklessness; protecting oneself is the prerequisite.

At this moment, if Lin Ke were to attack first, whether toward the front or the rear, he would expose a side to the other.

That would actively put himself in the danger of being attacked from both front and rear.

That would not be proper.

So Lin Ke remained still, his right hand gripping the golden hoop staff, which kept lengthening, storing power for release.

Whether it was the Water Demon charging forward in fury attacking first, or the Power Demon feigning retreat then launching a fierce surprise attack from the rear, what greeted them was a single strike.

When the Water Demon rushed to the rear, its racial trait suddenly took effect, and its surging anger was instantly suppressed.

It noticed the despicable wizard who dared to insert himself alone to intercept; his aura was restrained inward, yet he was a bona fide fourth‑rank sage.

The wizard world's civilization and the abyss world's civilization are essentially at the same stage.

Even the body‑refining wizard school was originally stolen by despicable wizards from abyss demons and then improved.

In theory, a fourth‑stage demon and a fourth‑rank sage should be equivalent.

But the will of the abyss is an idiot!

In the process by which a despicable wizard advances to fourth‑rank transcendence, he not only completes a second life‑transition, comprehends the rules, and also resonates with the wizard world's will.

This fundamentally makes him far stronger than a mere fourth‑rank transcendence that only completed a second life‑transition, and also somewhat stronger than a fourth‑stage demon that completed the second life‑transition and comprehended rules by digging into bloodlines.

Most importantly, whether the despicable wizard can win or not, he likes to call upon the wizard world's will.

This is truly shameless, truly making the demons hate it!

During the advancement to fourth stage, the awakened blood‑line memory suddenly surfaced.

It was the memory of one mighty abyss demon after another, defeated and humiliated in the hands of despicable wizards.

"Detestable!"

The Water Demon roared, glared fiercely at the wanton despicable wizard, and issued a new order: "Turn! Retreat!"

Space is boundless.

As long as one can overcome the complex, variable gravities between regions, movement in any direction—forward, backward, left, right, up, down—is free.

The Grand Sage Legion, the Water Demon Legion, Lin Ke, and the Power Demon Legion lie on the same line, while the guard corps executes a rapid detour to strike from the side.

If the Water Demon Legion wishes to retreat, it cannot go backward, but can go upward, downward, or to the right.

As long as speed is increased, there is no need to worry about the despicable wizard pursuing from behind.

"Are you also retreating?"

The Power Demon, who constantly monitored the battlefield developments to decide whether to fight or withdraw at any moment, noticed the Water Demon's change and muttered, "Isn't it a bit late?"

Lin Ke held the same view.

When changing formation on the brink of battle, either it is a stroke of genius, or it will trigger a rout.

The probability of the latter is far greater than that of the former.

You want to leave? Have you asked me?

Lin Ke muttered softly, the corner of his mouth beneath his face armor curling into a feral smile.

Just right, the momentum in the Golden Hoop Staff had been charged to its limit.

Right hand swung, driving the Golden Hoop Staff diagonally over his head; left hand followed, gripping the tail to control direction.

The cultivation of the Seeing God realm in the human immortal martial arts world is not illusory.

This strike could be called the condensation of all the essence Lin Ke has learned.

Mental power, magical power, sorcery, structuring, human immortal martial arts/structuring martial arts, and the rule of force—all fused into this strike.

Unlike his self-created sorcery "Heaven-Splitting Sword," which is dazzling with light and shadow, this strike is plain and unadorned—just a simple swing, wave, and downward chop.

Though the Water Demon and Power Demon are fourth-rank demons, upon seeing this strike they were shocked beyond words.

Immediately, the Power Demon abandoned any thought of fleeing and, risking everything, launched an attack from behind at Lin Ke.

If the Water Demon were instantly killed, the Water Demon legion could not hold back the myriad evils of the vile sorcerer, and the Power Demon would likewise have no chance to flee; in defeat, it would be hunted down to death by the vile sorcerer.

Either way it's death; better to go all out.

Perhaps they could fight for a chance at life.

In an instant, the Water Demon made the best choice.

It directly revealed its massive true form, simultaneously drawing life force from its lesser demons, adopting the strongest defensive posture to try to withstand this strike head-on.

It wasn't that the Water Demon didn't want to flee; it was that the Water Demon had been locked on.

No matter how quickly it moved, no matter where it went, this strike would follow like a shadow, cleaving down upon its head.

Breaking the void, one can see the divine.

See oneself, see all beings, see heaven and earth.

Returning to the sorcerer world, to retrain, transform, and advance—Lin Ke, on these three foundations, perceived an even higher level.

To see the Dao, or rather to see the source of the rule of force—between two points, a straight line is shortest.

When Lin Ke had finished charging his momentum and began to swing the staff, the staff's tip and the Water Demon's head became the two points.

Once locked on, no matter how the Water Demon changed position, the path the Golden Hoop Staff took remained the original conceptual straight line.

"No!!!"

Watching helplessly as the staff tip grew larger and larger, the threat it bore increasing likewise, the Water Demon let out a roar.

It was a rare water-attribute demon in the Abyssal World, just promoted to fourth rank, with a bright future ahead!

Was it to die here today, becoming another disgrace of the Abyss?

The strength of its flesh, the life force of its lesser demons, the traits and abilities dug from its blood—all erupted forth.

The Water Demon's true form, already over a hundred meters tall, swayed and then rose another twenty meters, its size increasing by a notch, to oppose the impending strike.

Seeing this, the Power Demon grew even more anxious.

It likewise began drawing life force from its lesser demons to speed up and increase its attack power.

The Linke Grand Sage Legion had already launched a general assault when Lin Ke swung his staff.

Zero Contingency—throw everything into it, charge! Charge! Charge!

Of course it's impossible for only the legion commander to charge alone.

Then what would the legion be for?

Annihilation-star fortresses and interstellar warships, aiming at their respective locked targets, unleashed annihilation-star cannons, separation cannons, antimatter cannons...

Various calibers and styles of warship primary armaments opened fire, delivering the most violent attack in the shortest time!

The three main corps all detached from the warships and arrived in space.

Their formation had long been set, and all preparations for combined spellcasting were complete.

Under the leadership of the three corps chiefs, the main corps sorcerers began chanting in unison.

The will of the sorcerer world, which had been paying attention at some unknown time, descended with a thunderous roar, using Linke Grand this sage as an anchor.

The servant corps composed of elves, dwarves, and beastmen, following the plan, arrived later but struck first, charging ahead of the three main corps after the various cannons, and were about to be the first to engage the Abyssal demon army in close combat.

Version 1.5 of structuring resonance, the 3,000 servant troops of the servant corps acted as one, flawless.

Zero Contingency is not just charge! Charge! Charge!

It also required that, after the legion commander moved, all the legion's attacks be dumped onto the enemy within less than two seconds.

Saying it is slow, then it's fast.

Under the barrage of various ship cannons, the combined spellcasting of the three main corps amplified by the sorcerer world's will, and the servant corps' structuring resonance attack, all fell simultaneously upon the ranks of the Abyssal demon army,

Lin Ke's swinging Golden Hoop Staff smashed onto the crown of the Water Demon's true form.

A blow to the head, originally a metaphor for a stern warning, prompts others to suddenly awaken.

The Water Demon, having revealed its true form, took a blow and also heard a soft shout: "This strike will reduce you to ashes."

Before the Water Demon could grasp its meaning, the demon suddenly felt something was wrong.

No matter how much potential it erupted or how much lesser-demon life force it drew upon, it was useless.

In the Water Demon's eyes, what struck its head was not a Golden Hoop Staff but clearly a river of stars formed from rules.

"Ah!"

The Water Demon emitted a silent wail.

It died.

True—ashes to nothing.

This scene fell into the eyes of all sorcerers, servant troops, and Abyssal demons on the battlefield.

The battle continued, actions still ongoing, but every being's heart paused for a moment.

Achieving an instant kill of a same-rank foe is this shocking.

Terrifying beyond measure!

The Power Demon emerged first from the shock, then desperately realized it had rushed in too fast and too hard, unable to pull back.

All out!

Since we can't pull back, let's make a big gamble and go for mutual destruction.

Upon that thought, the fourth-stage Power Demon took the Water Demon's lesson of insufficient ruthlessness to heart, drawing not only the life force of its lesser demons but also beginning to siphon that of first-, second-, and third-stage demons.

Besides using this to maximize attack power, the Power Demon went all out, beginning to call upon the Abyssal Will.

Though that Abyssal Will idiot is always non-discriminatory, devouring its own demons before slaying foes.

Yet dying at the Abyssal Will's hands is still better than dying like that damned Water Demon, feeling so suffocated.

Vile wizard, if you won't let me live, you won't have it easy either.

Let's die together!

The already constructed small and medium Abyssal Gates nearly exploded at the same time.

The Power Demon used this as an offering, summoning the Abyssal Will big idiot to descend!

Lin Ke smashed the Water Demon to ashes with his staff, yet he didn't spend all his strength, smoothly turning to face the surging Power Demon.

The golden hooped staff in his hand faded away smoothly.

The close-combat module on his battle armor instantly swapped, becoming an auxiliary module that amplifies the long-range combat module.

The long-range combat module activated as he turned.

The pentagram mark on his brow glittered.

Immense mental power, magical energy, and the Wizard World Will's favor surged into the pentagram.

In his sea of consciousness, the sun erupted with its core light and heat, like a helium flash.

Then, the scorching light capable of melting anything, flowing from his sea of consciousness to the pentagram on his brow, burst toward the Power Demon that held a death-defying resolve and launched a desperate charge.

As fast as light travels, so fast is Lin Ke's long-range strike.

The Power Demon desperately realized it couldn't even touch a hair of the vile wizard, let alone exchange wounds or lives.

Good, good, good, you're impressive!

In the flash of lightning and flint, before its true form was incinerated by the ultra‑ultra‑ultra high‑temperature light capable of melting a whole planet, the Power Demon sacrificed itself.

Either way, it's death.

Then let's offer our own lives to hasten the descent of the Abyssal Will big idiot.

We only hope the Abyssal Will big idiot can turn the tables, not be played with again by the Wizard World Will.

Before its consciousness fully faded, the Power Demon uttered a humble prayer.

After unleashing a full‑power blow, Lin Ke's body swayed slightly before steadying.

All wizards, servant soldiers, and demons on the battlefield noticed this.

Yet no one dared to underestimate it.

Single‑handedly, in the blink of an eye he slew the Water Demon, then the Power Demon, wiping out two same‑rank entities.

Who dares to underestimate?

The Abyssal demons felt dread, while the Grand Sage Legion's morale surged.

The Star Fleet, the three main corps, the Servant Soldier Corps, and the Guard Corps that flanked from the rear, shouting as they raised their slaughter blades, reaped the lives of the Abyssal demons.

After deactivating the temporarily unavailable long‑range attack module, Lin Ke looked solemnly at the exploded medium Abyssal Gate.

There was a surge akin to the Wizard World Will, but reeking of a strong foul odor, gathering there.

It seemed to sense Lin Ke's thought, and the Wizard World Will instantly flared up.

You compare me to that stinking bug?

An 'aiyo' sounded.

Lin Ke felt his forehead struck hard.

Then he beheld the Wizard World Will suddenly turn incredibly fierce, like a surging sea wave, charging toward the exploded medium Abyssal Gate.

Stink bug, die!