I'll Kill Every Last One of You!

Ten Thousand Year Mountain Range.

The highest point of the eastern spur.

More than two thousand Celestial Gods Race gathered here.

And on the high ground less than two kilometers away from them.

Nearly ten thousand Starry Sky God Race soldiers were also on high alert.

The high altitude ensured that the main battlefield would not be submerged by the Black Water from the Sea of Ruins.

For the same reason.

There is also much less spatial turbulence here.

If it weren't for the towering dust that still swirled in the sky, disgusted by the actions of the Abyss Behemoth.

It's almost exactly the same here as usual.

Long before Roger arrived.

The two races, mortal enemies, have already secretly launched tentative military operations and clashed.

The results were mixed, with both sides winning and losing.

The border area between the two ethnic groups.

Small-scale battles occur frequently.

However, the war was small in scale.

However, the intensity of the war was extremely high.

Almost every battle that broke out ended with one side being completely wiped out! It was only due to some special reasons.

The two groups maintained a certain level of tacit understanding and restraint.

They condoned and even encouraged small-scale, high-intensity skirmishes.

However, they did not add fuel to the fire in these small battlefields.

them.

It seems to be waiting for something.

All of the above.

Roger was well aware of this.

After taking in the Abyss Behemoth with great fanfare.

The identity of the exorcist can no longer be hidden.

The Celestial Gods Race and the Starry Sky God Race have acted recklessly once again.

They would never dare to defy the will of the demon slayers and charge forward.

after all.

Both the Great Dimensional Slash and the containment of the behemoth happened right under their noses.

Even under immense pressure to start a war.

They also needed to probe Roger's thoughts before taking action.

If we're talking about before...

Roger would be happy if these two groups finished fighting quickly.

That way, I can finish work earlier.

But in the present day, in Quenan.

It was just ravaged by the Abyss Will.

It is relatively fragile.

Roger also sensed a conspiracy in some recent events.

Therefore.

He decided to use his identity as an exorcist to forcibly suppress the two major races! He wanted to mediate the conflict.

It's not one of those trendy ways to mediate a fight.

It truly brought an end to the conflict between the two sides!

He knew.

These two races cannot fight each other.

That guy hiding in the shadows like a ghost is definitely more anxious than I am.

Roger's own words.

There isn't much need for a melee between the two sides.

If we have to talk about the life attributes provided by the Starry Sky God Race...

With the Nullification Blades in hand.

He's not afraid of not having a chance to max it out.

so.

Roger's current thinking is very simple.

It can be summarized in eight words—

To quell the overall situation.

We will sit back and observe how things unfold.

He wants to see.

If he had repeatedly tried to stop the two races from fighting.

Will those schemers lurking in the shadows resort to desperate measures? For example...

The "Eternal Serpent" that just tried to ambush Roger when he crossed the Natural Teleportation Gate! Or perhaps...

"Messenary," whose clone was destroyed by Roger and who still covets the Fifth Star Track! And those other prominent figures native to Quinan Star:

Turing disappeared along with Drovas.

The wizards at the Cosmic Observatory.

Constantine, acting furtively.

"If we count them like this..."

"It seems like there are fewer and fewer people I can consider as enemies..."

I've changed my perspective.

Roger felt much better immediately.

At present.

He stood in the air, his feet resting on Formless Sword.

It looks like it's floating in the air.

No other action is required.

Behind the simple yet domineering rhetoric.

It exudes an undeniable aura of dominance!

"Fighting is not allowed here!"

The tranquil sound echoed among the mountains.

The leaders of both tribes rallied together.

The elder of the Celestial Gods Race was the first to humbly bow and say, "We understand."

"Your will will be resolutely carried out."

"The great Twin Stars Guardian..."

On the Starry Sky God Race's side.

The Night King, representing the Three Main Gods, also hurried over to express a similar sentiment.

Roger waved.

The two then left.

In less than 20 seconds.

Members of both races, positioned on either side of the main battlefield, began to slowly retreat.

On the data panel.

"Hint: You have successfully completed a peacekeeping mission involving a total of over 1000 people on both sides!..."

Current progress of the exclusive mission: 1/6...

Your Honor Points +10000

The initial efforts to mediate the dispute have shown promising results.

Roger nodded in satisfaction.

At present.

He didn't linger there.

After activating stealth and wandering around the mountains for a while...

Roger quietly slipped underground.

It didn't take much effort.

He then found the Red Valley Dwarves.

To his surprise...

I don't know if it was luck or some other reason.

The Primal Dwarves were not disturbed during this invasion by the Abyss Will.

Not only were they not disturbed at all.

They were even able to work overtime to forge the "Coiling Dragon Spear" for Roger in the "Ancient Furnace"! When Roger returned.

This group of simple and honest descendants of the Stone Spirit have completed the mold for the Coiling Dragon Spear.

The Dwarf Race excitedly showed the mold to Roger.

Roger checked it out.

After making minor adjustments to a few details, the final plan was finalized.

It's obvious.

These dwarves are really passionate about crafting and alchemy.

Because in the Real World they lost the right to alchemy.

Therefore, they put a lot of effort into matters related to weapon development.

The quality of the mold alone far exceeded Roger's expectations.

He knew he could never create a mold with such high precision on his own.

He silently absorbed the opinions the dwarves offered in his mind.

After careful consideration.

Roger selectively adopted many of these approaches.

In the end.

He took out the "Nirvana Magic Crystal" and handed it to the Dwarf Race.

"Can this crystal be melted into the Coiling Dragon Spear?"

Roger asked solemnly.

The Dwarf Race took the crystal and examined it carefully.

Then, scratching his head, he summoned a large group of dwarves.

They gathered together and argued fiercely for almost half the afternoon.

This gave Roger a positive answer—

Can.

However, there is a certain probability of failure.

It's around 30%.

If it fails.

The Nirvana Magic Crystal will become ineffective.

It doesn't have much of an impact on the primary weapon.

All you need to do is reforge and filter out the impurities afterwards.

After confirming this.

Roger decisively told the dwarves to go all out! It was just a Nirvana Magic Crystal.

It's not like he can't afford to lose money.

The Dwarf Race happily took the magic mirror and ran off.

Roger himself found a place near the Ancient Furnace to rest.

Previously, this was done to combat the invasion of whale sharks.

He not only took Titan Concoction.

He also injured his body due to excessive force.

certainly.

With his current Ascension Constitution.

Both the side effects of Titan Concoction and minor injuries from a head-on collision with a whale shark can be recovered quickly.

It will only take a few days.

This is also one of the reasons why Roger exudes an aura of dominance, acts arrogantly, and tries to mediate disputes.

If they really fight...

He is not afraid of losing.

However, this may leave behind some difficult-to-handle hidden dangers!...

that's all.

Roger settled down near the Ancient Furnace.

He released the Copper Dragon Axiya.

He was originally thinking about how to heal Axiya's injuries.

Who knew that the latter's recovery speed in the Xia Yin Realm far exceeded Roger's expectations.

According to the Copper Dragon.

Surprisingly, the sunlight in the Xia Yin Realm had a strong effect on her physical recovery.

Roger's side had a more direct view.

He discovered that Axiya only needed to lie under the sun in the Xia Yin Realm.

Its health points will increase rapidly.

Minor injuries heal very quickly! Also...

She didn't get along well with the other residents of the Xia Yin Realm.

However, they were quite compatible with the Fire Crow who maintained the security of the Sub-Plane.

The Fire Crow also love to gather around Axiya.

I would occasionally help her remove some of the deformed scales.

This action could not remove the Aberrant Matter from her body.

But it can prevent Axiya's condition from deteriorating further.

For all of this.

Roger believes this might be related to the "Dragon Ball of the Ancient Dragon"!...

"Dragon Balls are usually created by a certain Dragon God..."

"That dragon god is most likely a Copper Dragon —or at least a metal dragon."

"That's why the sunlight and the power of the Fire Crow in the Xia Yin Realm can nourish Axiya's essence..."

This is how he analyzed it.

Regardless.

It's a good thing that Axiya's condition has improved to some extent.

Roger himself didn't really want to work as a doorman.

If the Copper Dragon can be restored.

She will continue to guard Secret Vault No. 1.

As for the contents of the secret vault...

He had already obtained the consent of the Dwarf Race.

When necessary.

And with Axiya's consent.

Roger has the discretion to use it.

This is tantamount to giving Roger half of the treasures in Secret Vault No. 1! In fact.

Compared to the treasures in the secret vault.

The Red Valley Dwarves long to reclaim their homeland, the Water Moon Kingdom.

Roger agreed to their request.

After all the Abyss Rift disappeared.

He will banish all monsters.

And took charge of the dwarves' safety—

This also requires sufficient Martial Force to accomplish.

Axiya was another suitable candidate.

in addition.

Roger also plans to open a branch of the Clear Spring Sect in the Water Moon Kingdom.

This should ensure that the dwarves can utilize their crafting expertise.

"Perfect."

"There is no shortage of people on Clear Spring Mountain."

"What we lack is a sharp weapon."

"The weapons provided by the Gray Dwarf can only be described as excellent, but the Red Valley Dwarves are all weapon masters..."

Roger thought to himself with a smug satisfaction.

In the days that followed.

Roger rested and recuperated.

They kept a close eye on the situation of the four factions.

As it turns out.

The Celestial Gods Race and the Starry Sky God Race are indeed mortal enemies.

Even the "Twin Stars Guardian" made some tough statements.

Neither tribe dared to openly disobey.

But secretly.

They were using various methods to outmaneuver each other in their battles.

And so.

On some small battlefields in the Ten Thousand Year Mountain Range.

The two races engaged in a cycle of small-scale ambushes and skirmishes.

These battles involved a small number of people.

However, its advantage lies in its high intensity and frequency.

In a short time.

The entire Ten Thousand Year Mountain Range was filled with overwhelming blood energy.

Sometimes, the very next door is another battlefield.

Even if it means fighting to the death, we here will never mix with the other battlefield.

This is said to be to avoid angering the Twin Stars Guardian.

Another rumor claims...

Battles in which the number of combatants on one side does not exceed 600.

The Twin Stars Guardian will not interfere.

Overnight.

The entire Ten Thousand Year Mountain Range was filled with two teams of 599 people each fighting each other!

They maintained the independence of each battlefield.

They are trying to fight their way to victory on their respective battlefields.

But the meaning of this battle seems unclear.

after all.

You beat me here.

And I defeated you on another battlefield.

Neither side knew who had won or lost.

There is another possibility.

That means both sides feel they have won.

Gradually.

The meaning of war completely disappeared from the minds of the combatants of both races.

They gradually became numb from the intense fighting.

They only know how to fight for the sake of fighting.

Whether the outcome of each battle is a victory or a defeat is no longer important.

For these cannon fodder who are constantly being sacrificed.

Survival became a more important goal than victory.

Even so.

No one dared to slack off in the fight.

Because once you become lax...

The enemy will take your life!

"Perhaps..."

"This is a true blood feud."

Three days later.

Roger stood by a stream, looking at the small battlefield ahead, where casualties were heavy.

I couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Even though I've witnessed so much life and death these past few days.

He will still feel sorrow for the sacrifice of the innocent.

Roger didn't know which of the two races had won.

Anyway, the one who was in charge of mediating the fight was completely exhausted from winning.

In the past half week.

He successfully persuaded five more battles involving more than 1,000 people.

While frantically racking up 50,000 Honor Points.

Roger successfully completed the "exclusive mission".

And just after obtaining the "Nature Crown" as a reward for completing the mission.

Roger, who had little interest in the profits from mediating the fight, stepped in again.

This time.

He went directly to the leaders of both tribes.

Then he solemnly warned, "Fighting is prohibited near the Ten Thousand Year Mountain Range!"

"Before the spatial turbulence ends."

"If I find out that your two races are fighting again..."

Upon hearing this...

The elders of the Celestial Gods Race and the Night King all craned their necks.

Roger immediately said coldly, "I'll kill you all!"

The two of them immediately shrank back.

They appeared terrified and silent.

The Celestial Gods Race Elder said with difficulty, "Respected Twin Stars Guardian."

"The Celestial Gods Race and the Starry Sky God Race are irreconcilable enemies; only one of us can survive!"

"Moreover, this war is now beyond our control."

"The revival of the Plane Will is the cause of the conflict."

"You are restraining us from engaging in conflict, but the Plane Will compels us to fight for our homeland..."

"Black crystal and torrents..."

Only one can survive at most!

The Night King did not speak.

But judging from his expression...

That's obviously the meaning.

Roger then responded simply:

"I don't care!"

"If only one of Black Crystal and Torrent can survive."

"Then none of you should live!"

"That's exactly what I mean!"

The elders of the Celestial Gods Race remained silent.

The Night King also shook his head:

"I... I'll try my best."

"I can restrain my people from causing trouble for the Celestial Gods Race, but I can't help not fighting back when attacked."

"In addition."

"Not all members of my tribe listen to me..."

Roger looked at the Night King with some surprise.

This guy's attitude is a bit ambiguous.

Did he not intend to fight the Celestial Gods Race to the death?

Considering that his Great Dimensional Slash had indirectly saved the Night King's life.

This guy's attitude is understandable.

As for the Night King's implied meaning.

Roger was well aware of this as well.

The Starry Sky God Race must have started this trouble because of that old serpent.

but...

"But who prompted the Celestial Gods Race to seek war?"

"Messenary's clone is dead."

Who else is behind them?

Roger looked on with a puzzled expression.

The two said goodbye and left.

Half an hour later.

Both groups began to withdraw from the Ten Thousand Year Mountain Range.

But just four hours later...

The northeastern part of the Ten Thousand Year Mountain Range.

Members of both groups collided because their evacuation routes overlapped.

Needless to say.

War is imminent.

And this battle.

The fighting is getting fiercer and fiercer.

It started as a chaotic battle involving only a few hundred people.

It quickly escalated into a battle involving thousands of people!

Roger stood at the high point.

Silently surveying the battlefield below.

His gaze gradually turned cold and sharp.

"He really just wants to die..."

"Oh."

"When the elders of the Celestial Gods Race heard me say, 'I'll kill you all,' were they overjoyed?"

This thought came to mind.

Roger did not participate in the melee.

He activated his Heavenly Vision and Earthly Hearing.

Then it flew towards a certain direction at the edge of the battlefield.

"If fighting to the death is part of the blood sacrifice of the Celestial Gods Race..."

"Then there must be a location for blood sacrifice rituals on the Ancient Desolate Continent!"

"And on this continent."

"There must be no one who understands my existence better than the Ancient Desolate Will, right?"

With this thought in mind.

Roger quickly approached the cold-faced, Ferocious Ape in his field of vision!...

"Prompt: Initiate Super-Sense Link with ' Ancient Desolate Will '?"

"The Ancient Desolate Will has rejected your request for Super-Sense Link!"