The Void Soul Altar's dark-blue Runes blazed brilliantly in the depths of Chen Rui's mind.
This ancient creation, stolen from someone else's fortuitous opportunity, had never truly shone in the hands of that lucky man in his previous life.
Simply because the other party lacked sufficient troops, the altar—which should have been capable of transcending the rules—had ultimately become little more than a useless burden.
But now, this altar, built layer upon layer from obsidian and embedded all over with tiny magic crystals, was regarded by Chen Rui as a key to breaking free from the system's restrictions.
Once phase calibration succeeded, he would be able to quietly send additional troops into the Eternal Night Battlefield, beyond the oversight of the trial point system.
With the military resources Chen Rui had accumulated across two lifetimes, he finally possessed the ability to transcend the rules.
He painstakingly reviewed every step of the altar's activation process in his mind.
The reincarnator's memories were like a precise compass, accurately guiding him to every energy node.
Back then, in his previous life, that lucky man had posted this altar and all the subsequent information about it on the [World Channel] in order to earn Denar.
He had desperately wanted to gain more likes.
That ended up benefiting Chen Rui.
At this moment, he and numerous orc Shamans and priests were busy resolving the issue with the final step of phase calibration.
Half an hour earlier.
In the distant Kingdom of Rhodok.
Amid those endless layers of mountains.
Zong Ze's territory lay sprawled between the continuous peaks like a massive beast lying in ambush.
Hundreds of steep mountain peaks had been forcibly flattened by the golems and craftsmen under his command.
They had been cast into floating terraces and fortress foundations.
Spider web-like aerial