Heaven and earth fell deathly silent in an instant.
Twenty-three Black Tide Monarchs hovered in the depths of space, gazing down upon the earth.
They had consulted their database and already learned every trait of the Player Race.
Flawless resurrection, death devouring, Origin Source laws... every piece of intelligence proved one thing: they had to go all out in this battle. Their opponents' terrifying potential far exceeded expectations and simply could not be measured by the spiritual energy density of a Small World or any other standard.
They chose to simultaneously unseal their monarch origins.
Together, they unleashed a killing formation, releasing dark power sufficient to crush low-dimensional planes.
Layer upon layer of pitch-black mist merged together. Twenty-three monarch-level world-destroying powers twisted into a single dark torrent stretching across a million miles of starry space, pressing heavily down upon Earth.
Space collapsed along its path, roaring without end.
This was the fated challenge Earth had been destined to face from the moment the Black Tide Rift had appeared a century ago.
On the surface, billions of players raised their heads to confront the dark torrent.
At that moment, the Star Network's voice rang out in all their minds at once.
"Full-domain defense, linked formation..."
The orders were swiftly issued through Reflection, projected into the minds of players from different guilds, marking out specific coordinates and action plans for them. Players scattered across the globe instantly synchronized their thoughts.
Following the orders, they all acted. Empowered by Bond Pacts, their strength crossed mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas, resonating across the distance before converging as one.
Dense Light Shields emerged first like bamboo shoots after rain, interweaving with one another until they formed a shield layer enveloping the entire planet.
As gentle light flowed across it, the Black Tide's corrosive power was