The cross-border war finally came to an end when support from the Super Beast Legion arrived.
Player Legion, all Soul Return Emperor's Tomb Village.
But this battle also caused Lingxi Clan to suffer heavy losses.
Among them, Blood Pool Super Beast Legion led by Blood King lost more than half, and Blood King was seriously injured and on the verge of death, falling into a coma.
The war was lonely, and the battlefield was full of Deathly Stillness.
The charred land was soaked in the blood of the Lingxi Clan warriors, and the cracked land was scattered with the crystal residue left by the Super Beast Legion warriors.
Apocalypse Giant Beast's broken body is like a collapsed mountain, lying across the center of the battlefield. The six pairs of scarlet compound eyes have long been dimmed, and the wounds on the body are still emitting blood mist.
The strong wind swept across the battlefield, carrying fine pieces Ash.
Traces of burned blood, scorched bones, and unburned Mars... all that is left is a dilapidated and tragic scene.
In the distance, the surviving Lingxi Clan warriors silently searched for the remains (remnants) of their kin.
Their steps were heavy and their eyes were empty. Occasionally they pulled out a wounded person who was still breathing from the residue left by the extraction, and immediately wrapped it in a carpet of flesh and blood and sent it to the rear.
There were no cheers of victory, nor joy of the aftermath, only suppressed gasps and occasional painful moans.
In the center of the battlefield, Blood King was dragged out of the broken body of Apocalypse Giant Beast by the soul pool legion priests who rushed over.
During this period, they continued to inject life energy into Blood King's body.
This is an injury Lingxi Clan has never encountered before.
Theoretically, as long as Apocalypse Giant Beast can survive, Blood King will not suffer any harm.
However, when the energy released by the invading force penetrated into Apocalypse Giant Beast's body, it also caused serious injuries to the connected Blood King.
At this time, Blood King's body was covered with purple stripes, wrapping around its body like a poisonous snake, constantly absorbing life force.
The status of Blood King is like a candle in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time.
In the end, War Priest, who came to support, wrapped Blood King's seriously injured body with Dark Red-colored mycelium, forming a beating blood cocoon. By continuously infusing vitality, it offset the continuous damage caused by the withering power in the body, and forcibly extended Blood King's life.
The sight is drawn into the distance.
As the sun sets in the west, the last ray of light passes over the battlefield, and Reflection reveals countless broken biological weapons and super beast remains.
Like tombstones on the battlefield, they record the brutality of this battle.
But everything that belongs to the player disappears.
There were no corpses, no weapons... It was as if they had never appeared. This was just a civil war in the Lingxi Clan.
But the cross-border war did not end with the end of this battle.
Players are still coming to Lingxi World through the space channel in a steady stream, with the starting point as the center, spreading to Lingxi World. The form of the war has been chaotic mode from the beginning.
Even if Super Beast Legion still has the strength to compete with the Player Legion in a frontal war, it will be difficult to effectively defeat them all in the face of scattered combat power.
The only feasible way is to station in a few important cities and wait for players to arrive.
Or split the legion's strength, establish a hunting army, and hunt down players all over the world.
As for following the space tunnel to the world where the invading forces are located, the remaining Seven Thrones dare not do so.
Because they don't know what is happening at the other end of the space tunnel.
When you teleport over, you will encounter an ambush, and you will face a trapped beast with no way out.
Half a day later, Apocalypse City.
Under the dome of the Imperial Palace of Spiritual Breath.
Seven figures sit around the circular blood crystal conference table, each figure is a different life form.
For the Lingxi Clan, the core of "people" is the memory capsule.
The bodies in their eyes are like clothes of different styles and colors or vehicles of different shapes in human eyes, they are just external objects.
On the conference table, one of the eight thrones that should have been vacant was vacant.
Blood King is still in a coma and unable to participate in this meeting.
Lingxi Clan The other Seven Thrones didn't say anything after they sat down. The fluorescent spores inlaid on the dome were clearly extinguished, leaving the faces of the seven thrones Reflection uncertain.
"The second nest has just been hatched. The floating beast can be sent to the world where the invader is at any time to investigate, but the premise is that the area near the space passage must be captured as soon as possible."
The one who spoke was the Bone King of the Lingxi Clan. Its voice was extremely hoarse, and its craggy knuckles tapped on the table as it spoke.
Suddenly, a picture appeared on the surface of the blood crystal in the center of the conference table, and the bodies of three hundred huge floating beasts were being formed from the weaving of countless fluorescent plankton.
Hearing this, Erosion King, who was sitting next to the Bone King, nodded:
"What is difficult for us to distinguish is whether the invading forces are showing up at this stage as a tentative force or their main army. What do you think?"
This sentence is also what the other thrones are worried about.
Every time Lingxi Clan under their leadership randomly docks with a Small World, they will send floating behemoths and other reconnaissance forces to that world for exploratory contact and investigation.
Clarify the level of combat power in this world, and then decide whether to start a war.
This model is also the experience accumulated in cross-border wars.
The development of the Lingxi Clan has gone through many detours, and the cross-border war development model has also encountered the crisis of genocide.
During an invasion war, the army they led encountered a force that also came to invade.
That battle scares them to this day.
Endless darkness envelopes the earth, and no matter how many warriors Lingxi Clan sends, they will all be swallowed up by the surging darkness.
This war is not a war of attrition.
From the beginning, Lingxi Clan was regarded as nourishment.
The enemy gets stronger with each fight, but Lingxi Clan's combat power becomes less and less with each fight.
In the end, he sacrificed three thrones, fled back to his home world, and urgently opened the Shattered Void origin point, closing the space channel.
Fortunately, the dark forces did not catch up, otherwise it is conceivable that Lingxi World would be destroyed by this terrorist force.
Therefore, detailed investigation of the situation in another world is the most critical link in the Lingxi Clan war mode.
Therefore, they cannot judge whether the forces that invaded this time are testing it at this stage, or whether they have started a full-scale war.
No one could answer the question and the meeting fell into silence again.
At this moment, Fungus King, who was sitting in the third position, spoke first:
"In any case, this war is unavoidable. The most important thing now is to seize the area where the space channel is located, and then we can launch an investigation. I suggest that Bone King and I will be responsible for the war in the space channel area, and you will be responsible for forming a search team to search for the small invading groups that are still plundering our world."
Regarding this proposal, the other thrones nodded in agreement.
"By the way, let's give up the invasion of the blue world for the time being. All the forces stationed at the space source point have been withdrawn. There is no need to waste resources to continue to maintain the space channel. The most important thing now is to protect the homeland, not to invade the outside world." Soul King, who was sitting at the end, suddenly suggested.
After hearing Soul King's words, Bone King immediately shook his head:
"I suggest that the space channel continue to remain. The future direction of this war cannot be predicted. Keeping the space channel also gives us Lingxi Clan a retreat. Assuming that our strength is not enough to fight against the invading forces, perhaps going to the blue world will be the best choice."
Faced with the rebuttal, Soul King continued to explain:
"The combat power level of the Blue World has not yet been clearly investigated. At the point when we are unable to compete and prepare to evacuate, heading to the Blue World rashly may not be the best choice. It may also be the graveyard where Lingxi Clan will be destroyed. I stick to my point of view and close the space channel."
"I agree to maintain the space channel. The energy in the air of the blue world is thin and the combat power will not be very strong. This will be a retreat." Erosion King also expressed his thoughts at this time.
"A way out? Erosion King, when did you become so cowardly? Lingxi Clan has conquered countless worlds for tens of thousands of years, why did you ever need to leave a way out for yourself?"
Faced with doubts, Erosion King's tentacles slowly squirmed and his tone was low:
"This is not cowardice, but strategy. We still haven't figured out the details of the invaders. The initial main contact has already defeated the Blood Pool army, and even forced Blood King to the point of death. What does this mean? Is there a larger force behind them? If the final battle situation is unfavorable, will the entire Lingxi Clan be buried with them?"
Shadow King, who had always been silent, also nodded at this time:
"I think Erosion King is right. This is not retreat, but preservation of fire. The resources of the blue world are poor, but at least there are no these damn invaders. If the worst comes to worst, we can at least evacuate with the core tribe."
After hearing these words, the Evil King's emotions fluctuated greatly:
"Evacuate? What are you talking about? Where is the glory of the Lingxi Clan? We have never backed down in a war!"
"Glory cannot be eaten as food. If the survival of the race cannot be guaranteed, how can we talk about glory? Evil King, you are a younger generation, so you have never experienced despair." After saying that, Soul King stood up and glanced at the throne present:
"Do you still remember the endless darkness? The haze of that war has always been imprinted in my heart."
"We, Lingxi Clan, are not the only invaders and plunderers. There are many powerful races in the outside world. Blindly emphasizing glory will only lead us to destruction. Leaving a way out is also for the future."
"It is precisely because I have experienced that era that I know better than you what true despair is... So I propose to continue to retain the space channel and send some forces to station it..."
Seven Thrones launched a heated discussion on whether to retain the space channel for docking with the Earth.
The new throne is fundamentally different from the old throne at the ideological level.
The older generation of Thrones has experienced despair and witnessed the twists and turns in the growth of the Lingxi Clan.
In their eyes, as long as the fire of the Lingxi Clan can be retained, there is hope for the future.
The new generation of Thrones have completely different ideas. They grew up under the war and plunder system, and are warriors who were promoted to the Throne from the war.
Many of these soldiers have not experienced the most difficult years, and most of them have faced overwhelming wars.
This generation values the glory of war above all else.
This is also the ideological imprint that the older generation Throne left on the next generation in order to implement the war growth system.
But it has also become an obsession that shackles their thoughts.
"Let's vote, Blood King is not here, and his vote will not participate in this resolution." Faced with the controversial decision, Bone King said at this time.
The other thrones nodded one after another, tentacles stretched out from the memory capsules in the seven bodies, and pressed on the red crystal in the center of the conference table.
The final decision was to retain the space channel and leave a potential escape route for the Lingxi Clan.
After the meeting, Seven Thrones took action.
Two groups of the Super Beast Legion, led by Fungus King and Bone King, headed towards the location where the player landed.
The remaining thrones divide the legion's strength and station it in different cities to protect the city from small invading groups wandering around.
Secondly, safari teams specifically targeted at small groups of players are quickly formed.
The teams are all led by War Priest.
The initial contact made Lingxi Clan realize that even elite warriors are unable to compete with the powerful individuals in the invading force.
Only War Priest has the strength to suppress the invading small group.
The network covering Lingxi World was expanded, and the life spores wandering in the air became informants, providing the safari team with the coordinate information of the invading force.
A mighty anti-invasion war began.
Compared with the tension of the Lingxi Clan, the players here seem extremely relaxed.
The first round of cross-border war ended, God King quickly organized new war forces, preparing to airborne Small World again to start a cross-border war.
Unfortunately, God King was also swallowed up by the countercurrent of space in this round of transmission. Soul Return Emperor's Tomb Village was on the spot.
The process of entering the Small World copy can be described as a life-threatening draw.
If you are unlucky and get an anti-addiction ticket, you will be forced to stay in Xiao Hei's Room for one hour.
The problem is that the probability of being addicted is higher than the probability of entering the dungeon.
Also having a headache is A Lan.
More than 1.2 million Sacrificial Power, most of which have been consumed.
As the initiator of the cross-border war, he is responsible for the energy supply of the space channel.
The cost of maintaining space transmission costs is huge.
The Space Teleportation Array he built is a simple version. Even if the transmission scale is reduced, the energy loss is still very serious.
In order to keep the war going, he could only scrape together money from everywhere.
Fortunately, the refund funds are still being credited, which can barely maintain the operation of the space channel.
In this round of cross-border war, players who successfully entered the Small World copy have become rich, but their Moon Eclipse Clan development start-up funds are about to be drained.
Blood Pool Legion station.
Thick plasma surged inside the huge flesh cocoon, and every pulse was accompanied by the harsh sound of flesh and blood tearing.
Next to the flesh cocoon, the remains of Apocalypse Giant Beast were soaked in the boiling Blood Pool.
Golden blood continued to seep from the wound, which was then absorbed by the tentacles attached to Apocalypse Giant Beast's body and returned to the body.
This should be a feasible healing cycle, but every time the flesh and blood try to heal, evil purple lines will emerge from the depths of the wound, inhibiting the healing of the injury like a curse.
Tsk!
A broken bone spur was extruded from Apocalypse Giant Beast's shoulder blade, and corrosive black blood splashed on the wall of the cocoon next to it, instantly eroding honeycomb-shaped holes.
The injuries left by the invading forces made War Priest, who was floating next to Blood Pool, choose to heal his wounds by cutting off body parts.
Apart from this method, they have found no other way.
At this time, Blood King was still in a coma.
The body wrapped in a cocoon of flesh is collapsing.
The body is connected to Apocalypse Giant Beast, allowing the withering characteristics to spread to Blood King's body.
Just like Apocalypse Giant Beast, Blood King's injuries cannot be healed and can only be forcibly extended by instilling life energy.
As long as the life infusion is interrupted, Blood King's life will also come to an end.
"It still doesn't work." The leader of Soul King's subordinate priests shook his head regretfully.
In order to treat Blood King, they have tried a variety of methods.
But there is no way to effectively dispel the curse power in Blood King's body.
Just now, they used hair tentacles to connect the nerve veins of the flesh cocoon, trying to analyze the composition of the purple curse energy in Blood King's body.
I want to find a way to lift the curse.
But the purple curse energy cannot be analyzed to reveal any information at all. It is an energy they have never seen before.
If this trend continues, the old king will soon die under the erosion of the curse.
Just when War Priest under Soul King felt helpless, a figure appeared next to Blood Pool.
Seeing this figure, War Priest who were standing in the air landed next to Blood Pool one after another, knelt down on one knee and said respectfully:
"Soul King."
The figure known as Soul King is nearly three meters tall. His body is not entirely made of flesh and blood, but is somewhere between half flesh and half spirit.
The dark silver mist-like substance constantly flowing on the body surface can barely outline the outline of the human figure.
Countless tiny nerve light spots floated on the surface of the mist that made up the body. They dispersed and reorganized following Soul King's breathing, dragging hazy mist shadows behind them as they moved.
Where the facial features should be, there is only a swirling mental vortex slowly rotating.
This is the trophy of the Soul Pond Legion in a cross-border war, and it is also the body currently used by Soul King.
"How's the situation?"
Facing Soul King's inquiry, the leader War Priest truthfully reported Blood King's physical condition.
Knowing that Blood King's injuries still could not be healed, Soul King's swirling face showed vague outlines of facial features:
"Have you analyzed the cursed substance?"
"I tried it and couldn't parse out any useful information."
"Can I take out the memory capsule and replace it with a new body?"
"No, the memory capsule has also been eroded by the curse."
Soul King heard this, and after a brief silence, he had a bottle of red potion in his hand, and he reached out and threw it towards the leader War Priest:
"Try this."
"This is?" War Priest, who took the red potion, looked very confused.
"A medicine seized from the invading forces should be able to restore injuries. It may be effective against Blood King."
Upon hearing that it was something taken from the invading forces, War Priest immediately cut open the lid and stretched out his tentacles towards the liquid in the bottle.
But the tentacles stopped before touching the liquid.
It realized that it was meaningless to analyze the ingredients of the medicine at this time.
Apart from this bottle of potion, they have no other means of treating Blood King.
Even if this is a potion that aggravates the curse, it will only speed up the death of Blood King and will not change the established result.
After thinking about it, War Priest came to the top of the blood cocoon.
The liquid in the transparent bottle pours down, and the moment it touches the surface of the cocoon, it quickly penetrates into the wriggling biofilm.
The flesh cocoon trembled slightly, and countless tiny blood vessel patterns emerged on the surface, greedily sucking the energy in the medicinal liquid.
An unexpected scene happened.
After the medicine was delivered to Blood King, Blood King became fragile due to the curse, and the bones that had been fractured in large areas made a crisp joining sound. Shatter's fascia was rewoven, and even the corroded organs began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The power of the curse was also quickly neutralized by this force.
In War Priest's unbelievable expression, Blood King's muscle fibers writhed and intertwined like living creatures, and finally healed completely.
Blood King The purple texture on the body has not completely dissipated, but the recovery power brought about by the recovery of the injury is gradually dispelling the curse power on the body.
The body officially enters a positive healing cycle.
During this process, Blood King's consciousness gradually awakened.
The power brought by the special recovery potion eliminated all the damage he suffered in the countercurrent channel, and his dislocated consciousness was also restored.
He opened his confused eyes at this moment, and the first thing he did was subconsciously summon the space bag.
"What a risk, the data was not lost... Damn it!"
When he saw the 120,000 Sacrificial Power, Little Mage was immediately confused. His first thought was that there was a bug in the teleportation.
An error occurred when Sacrificial Power data was returned, causing its own Sacrificial Power to skyrocket.
"I hope it won't be turned back."
Little Mage, excited in his heart, then called up his contact list, ready to share the joy with Good Brother.
But when he opened his friend list and saw 999+ private message requests and intensive messages from his friends, he was dumbfounded.
"Xiao Xiao, you are crazy. Quit the guild. Our family can no longer afford a big Buddha like yours."
"Xiao Xiao, what's going on with you now? I won't reply to my messages. I just keep killing, right? What's the benefit of hiding the plot? Is it worth being so crazy? Can't you find another way to cooperate with your fellow villagers and pass on information from within?"
"You kid, stay in the dungeon world of Spiritual Breath for the rest of your life and don't come back. You won't be able to leave the village when you come back. Everyone outside is trying to kill you. From now on, your games will be played in the dungeon world. Your father and I almost want to sever the father-son relationship with you."
Looking at the shielding function in the lower right corner, Little Mage was even more confused.
"No, I wouldn't have failed to transmit it. It's necessary..."
Before he finished speaking, Little Mage found that there seemed to be many new things in his mind.
The memory of Blood King, the process of him leading Blood Pool Super Beast Legion as Blood King, killing players with brutality... all the information came to mind as the injuries continued to heal.
He suddenly realized that he had not suffered any data packet loss, but was very lucky to have picked up a hidden plot during the transmission process.
This mode can also be called a proxy mode. His consciousness is managed by the memory of Blood King throughout the whole process, and he can make profits by hanging up.
But the problem is...
Thinking of what he had done in the idle mode, Little Mage looked at the 999+ private message application again, and his mentality collapsed:
"It's over, it's all over, I'm dead."
"It was fine when I came here, but I can't go back."
(End of chapter)