Chapter 524

"Okay, I'll do as you say, but that means I'll have to provide less support and do two things at the same time."

This Fox Demon is not weak; it has at least the strength of an Epic II-rank or higher, but Yuki never considered her.

"Sending troops to help is sufficient; is the morale of the army acceptable?"

"Of course, the Ideal Land created by the fox clan belongs to everyone. They are willing to sacrifice themselves to protect their clansmen and friends." Froya straightened her chest; this was something she had always done.

She doesn't need vengeful spirits, only warriors to protect their homeland. In fact, the outer garrison has already begun fighting, and even though they were ambushed, they suffered heavy losses right from the start.

"Very well, send out all available troops."

Froya hesitated again, knowing that many people would be left behind when they moved to the Ideal Land, but she still nodded firmly.

This was a premeditated sneak attack by the Divine Race, leaving her no room for reservation.

"One last question: can this Peach Blossom Spring still conceal information? Is it a place where one can only enter but not leave?" Yuki took out his hunting rifle and flexed his fingers.

"Yes, they've only opened a hole, allowing the Demon-Hunting Army to keep pouring in. Communication between the inside and outside remains impossible, and it's a one-way passage because..."

Before she could finish speaking, the man beside her had already rushed into the spatial rift. This prompted Froya to raise her hand; she hadn't even mentioned the enemy's composition yet.

This Mr. Crown, like Mr. Kalpas, is an impatient person.

Yuki was too lazy to listen anymore. Since he had decided to take action, he had to act quickly. As long as communication between the inside and outside was impossible, he could unleash his full power.

So what if 100,000 Sea Demon besiege the city? So what if the Divine Race launch a sneak attack? As long as the Sky God doesn't come in person, I'm one of the top combatants in this dungeon. I'm too good at stalling for time.

He appeared above Mirror Lake, and when he looked out, the vast scene made his pupils contract slightly.

A crack appeared in the sky, and silver-armored soldiers poured out like a flood, engaging in fierce combat with the hastily assembled demons. The beautiful pastoral scenery was instantly destroyed.

Mountains were shattering, the earth was burning, and various divine spells and magics intertwined, but upon closer inspection, neither side seemed to be fighting with any real strategy.

The crack was only a dozen meters wide. Like a beach landing, the Demon-Hunting Army had to occupy a bridgehead and deploy their formation. The demons weren't stupid either. Letting the latter form a formation would increase their combat power several times over. They had no chance of winning at all. So, led by all sorts of strange and powerful demons, they charged forward frantically.

This was, after all, the territory of the Fox Demon. Dozens of cracks appeared everywhere, and the demons inside the Ideal Land attacked from all sides, trying to push the Demon-Hunting Army back.

The situation is much better than in Abyss Fortress.

When Yuki entered the Abyss Grade Barrier, the Abyss Fortress was already teetering on the brink of collapse. Here, at least the battle lines were relatively stable, making it more like a chaotic battle. In terms of strength, the demons were far from being a match, and they were thrown into chaos by the sneak attack. Fortunately, they had a formidable figure on their side.

The Fire Meteor charged relentlessly, shattering formations wherever it went, turning the Demon-Hunting Army into burning mincemeat. The accompanying deities had to abandon their commands to intercept it, and were locked in a fierce battle with Kalpas Calamities.

"In this chaotic war of attrition, the Sky God wasn't stupid; it's just that Froya was too cautious, employing a double-layered strategy."

Yuki quickly came to a conclusion: this was often the case in this war. Even when the Divine Race were defeated, it was because the enemy was too cunning, rather than because they made any obvious mistakes. But in essence, they all suffered heavy casualties.

One hundred-man squad after another was crushed, but the constant replenishment of fresh troops stabilized the broken lines. The two sides fought a chaotic battle along a front of hundreds of kilometers, with powerful divine spells indiscriminately killing friend and foe.

Is it a case of killing a thousand enemies while losing eight hundred of your own?

Boom--

A blazing sun exploded in the sky, and the surging magma indiscriminately burned everything within a radius of tens of kilometers into nothingness. Yuki raised his hand to shield his face, feeling the intense heat of the air, hundreds of degrees Celsius, hitting his body, his expression solemn.

The God of Flame self-destructed. This was a deity of the Civilization Pantheon, who, unable to escape the encirclement of several great demons, simply perished along with them.

"They'd rather die than hand over the rules?"

This is loyalty to the Divine Race. It is not terrible to perish, but to have the rules usurped, allowing the enemy to become arrogant. Yuki tasted the bitterness of despair and hatred. In just half a month, the war has changed.

Gods are immortal, so they fear death, but when death becomes inescapable, they seem to have learned to face it like men.

This is a bad thing. The power of the epic self-destruction was too great. A battle line in which the demons had the upper hand was instantly reversed, and the Demon-Hunting Army seemed to be stimulated, stirring up a huge wave and expanding the bridgehead even more.

Even gods are so fiercely independent; what reason do they have to cling to life and fear death?

"War has awakened the demons' true nature and is also a form of tempering for the Divine Race. After all, most gods ascended to godhood during these ten thousand years of peace. War makes the cowardly weaker and the honorable more ferocious."

"Damn it, are you here to be a philosopher or to help?!"

Kalpas couldn't hold back any longer. What was that bastard lamenting about? Didn't he see the battle lines being Repulsion and more and more Demon-Hunting Army pouring in?

Yuki couldn't be bothered with this idiot. Every detail determined the outcome of the war. Seeing that the Divine Race had also hardened up, he immediately adjusted his original plan.

They're even resorting to such underhanded tactics as self-destruction; these are no longer the gods they once were. It's impossible to force them to retreat now.

We must strike hard, hit the snake where it hurts. The Demon-Hunting Army numbers in the tens of thousands; a war of attrition is unwinnable.

He surveyed the battlefield like an outsider, watching the corpses of both armies fall like raindrops, seeing the roaring Qian Kalpas, and witnessing the bridgehead expanding continuously, approaching Mirror Lake.

His gaze fell upon the spatial rift behind the enemy forces.

It was unclear who had opened the crack, and Yuki didn't pin the blame on Morgas. He observed it and saw that the crack's edges were purplish-red, resisting the self-repairing of the Peach Blossom Spring.

Yuki possesses three spatial abilities, making him an expert in the field. The spatial passages he forcibly opens are fragile, but ordinary attacks are unlikely to disrupt their balance.

"What if I strip away this coordinate system, and then nest another subspace within another subspace?" Yuki racked his brains, thought for a few seconds, and decided that this was feasible.

"Kalpas, gather some powerful demons, bypass the Demon-Hunting Army vanguard, and head straight for our main force. I want to tear this rift apart."

"Are you sure?" Kalpas had no time to think; several gods had already set their sights on him.

This would cause the already crumbling defenses to collapse. It's unknown how long the complex folded space of Mirror Lake can hold out. Once inside Gensokyo, any attempt to change coordinates will be futile; you'll be caught no matter where you go.

"That's it. If they keep pouring in, we won't be able to do it."

There was no response. Yuki waited quietly, clutching the 'Akarin' Conceptual Craft Essence in his hand. He wasn't afraid of perishing, but the clue he had finally found might be lost.

The choice was in the hands of Froya and Kalpas, and before long, the man finally made his decision.

"Okay, I'll go crazy with you!"

Yuki smiled, gripping the hunting rifle in one hand and conjuring an immortal crystal blade in the other.

If the Sky God doesn't personally intervene, these two will go mad, and the other gods can't withstand them!

Chapter Seventeen: I am the one who closed the door to beat the dog.

Hmm, the resistance is stronger than I expected.

Sky Pantheon Tiberius, stepped out of the spatial rift; he had no choice but to come.

Mentally challenged people can't become gods. Many gods from other pantheons have begun to doubt His Majesty Sorion's intentions. At this time, a great victory is needed to dispel their doubts.

As for why the Fox Demon, for whom there had been no clues, was found so coincidentally, and why this spatial gate was opened again, those were not his concerns.

Praise be to the omnipotent God of the Sky, whose gaze pierces through Destiny; not even gods, let alone mortals, can comprehend His Majesty's wisdom.

However, the plan did not go as smoothly as expected. Faced with a long-planned sneak attack, the demons did not collapse on the spot, but instead quickly gathered their forces to defend.

"These cunning Fox Demon actually hid a subspace within a subspace, and what's even more shameful is that you didn't notice it at all."

Tiberius understood at a glance: the real lair was inside Mirror Lake. The outside seemed vast, but it could be abandoned at any time. Only by opening the second spatial gate could he truly capture these cunning Fox Demon.

The surrounding group of gods in charge of 'intelligence' and 'spies' all lowered their heads in shame. There was nothing they could do; the Fox Demon had an extremely high talent for space, and the spies he sent out couldn't bring back a single piece of information.

Tiberius did not pursue the matter, but instead saw the dense spatial rifts from which monstrous demons poured forth.

"Those cracks should lead directly to the demon's lair, have you tried?"

"We've tried, but these are all one-way passages. Forcing our way in will trigger traps. Just now, three teams of a hundred men were torn apart by the spatial turbulence."

"These damned Fox Demon, so cunning!" Tiberius furious, but not for his fallen men; he looked toward the small house in the middle of Mirror Lake.

This is the true entrance, but the lake is a series of spatial traps, and beneath this beautiful pastoral scenery lies an extremely sturdy fortress.

Relocating the demon's lair will take time. Have these demons gone mad? Aren't they afraid of being abandoned?

He saw a fierce battle line, with both sides constantly increasing their forces and frantically deploying troops. The battle line was at a stalemate, with dozens of great demons and gods constantly fighting, and a Flying Fire Meteor that was unstoppable.

Why is that outsider risking his life to protect these Fox Demons?

Tiberius was somewhat puzzled by Kalpas's thoughts. He had met many players who were incredibly ruthless when they were winning, but incredibly quick to run away when they were losing. For this reason, he had personally executed a few of them.

It's a pity we didn't bring the snake woman; otherwise, we could have let the outsiders fight like dogs.

The regret lasted only a moment. Tiberius quickly refocused his attention on the battle. He was not afraid of a war of attrition. His 20,000 Demon-Hunting Army were arrayed outside. If the portal hadn't been so small, they would have rushed in immediately.

But there isn't enough time. If the demon's lair moves, killing these tens of thousands of demons would be pointless.

As a god with countless battles under his belt, Tiberius immediately saw the core problem and then resolutely carried out His Majesty's will:

No matter the cost, the Fox Demon and the stray dogs must die; not a single one should be left alive.

"Charge! We must break into the demon's lair! His Majesty will open the second spatial rift, allowing us to skip directly from the outer battlefield."

"Tiberius, this will result in heavy casualties. It would be better to Ohashi and concentrate the main force to deliver the decisive blow," a deity advised.

"God of Romance, your suggestion is correct, but what if the demon's lair relocates by the time we gather our forces?" Tiberius shook his head firmly, looking at the dozen or so gods around him. "The various city-states have already mobilized, and we have as many Demon-Hunting Army as we need. Since we have already sacrificed thousands of lives, we must make that sacrifice worthwhile."

There was complete silence. We were in a state of war. Even someone like the god of romance, who didn't want to come, had to obey. He had only intended to make a brief appearance, but he was still pushed to the forefront.

"Once the Fox Demon is eliminated, only those traitors will remain. His Majesty does not want this war to drag on indefinitely. If we miss this opportunity, even more gods will fall!"

"Alright, let's attack." The gods nodded in agreement. This war had begun inexplicably, and was shrouded in mystery.

Since they cannot defy the supreme god, let's end the war quickly, destroy the Fox Demon, and the traitor will be unable to cause trouble.

As I predicted, they couldn't afford to wait.

Yuki saw all of the Demon-Hunting Army's movements. Kalpas Tribulations was so dazzling that it actually shielded him.

The previously stable battle line suddenly bulged out, like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The demons, who were already hastily preparing for battle, could no longer hold on.

A dozen gods led thousands of the Demon-Hunting Army in an attack, and the spatial rift was still being replenished. If the rift were to expand several times over, the demon race would have already been routed.

I don't know if you're doing this on purpose or if you just can't do it, but I won't be polite.

"Do it."

Yuki made a decisive move. With a loud 'boom,' the meteor left a winding trail in the sky, bypassing the greatly strengthened vanguard of the Demon-Hunting Army and cutting straight into the spatial rift behind them.

Ugh--

As they swooped down, a terrifying shriek filled the air as a hundred-man squad was Piercer through the middle, and dozens of silver-armored warriors flew around like toys.

"Beheading? I won't give you that chance."

Tiberius raised his head, his surging killing intent like a waterfall crashing down, but he wasn't worried that this man could close the door.

Kalpas was an old rival; several gods had fallen at his hands, so he was well aware of that straightforward and unstoppable fighting style.

"God of Time, trap him."

A deity dressed in a robe embroidered with golden hourglasses stepped forward, a halo spreading above His head, and the Time Tide expanding. The frenzied warrior, charging forward relentlessly, seemed to be under a spell.

Sprint, then return to the starting position, sprint again, and return once more.

The Kalpas was like a Sadist exercise; under the repeated erosion of the Time Tide, even the most terrifying speed could not be unleashed, which made Him even angrier, and His the Roar shook the very soul.

"Madness Fire!"

Flames spread outward from the body; these were not flames in the physical or energy sense, but flames that ignited even the tides of time, causing Rewinding to spiral out of control like a madman, and leaving the God of Time drenched in sweat.

The rules of time have gone mad, and divine magic is rebelling against His control. Fortunately, at this moment, a purple veil is lifted, and a goddess with short gray hair, holding a harp, and a languid expression appears.

"All things are asleep, please rest well."

The Goddess of Slumber acted decisively. Her authority, much like the Quiet Dew, perfectly countered the Frenzied Flame. The flames burning on the Time Tide were no longer excited. At this moment, several great demons emerged from behind the trapped Kalpas and engaged in a fierce battle with the Demon-Hunting Army, who were taking advantage of the situation to launch an attack.

The Minotaur Demon could easily pull out divine weapons to block a demon -Demon-Slaying Spear thrown by a certain god, while the Spider Demon spun silk at the sleeping goddess, trying to awaken the gradually sleeping Kalpas.

"It's no use, I knew you were going to be beheaded." Tiberius didn't even bother to look at them. With the outsider and these great demons held back overhead, the breakthrough became much easier. The vanguard had already stepped onto the lake and used violence to shatter layer after layer of spatial defenses.

He showed no intention of intervening, his search magic scanning the battlefield again and again.

His Majesty said that once the Fox Demon Froya is killed, this Peach Blossom Spring will crumble on its own, because all authority is concentrated in the hands of this clan leader.

Why aren't you coming out? You'd rather abandon most of your troops than not run away?

Tiberius on with disdain. Trying to escape when he was caught by the Demon-Hunting Army was too naive. At that moment, he suddenly raised his head and felt a small crack being torn open in space.

They're here?

The fox demon, elusive and unpredictable, valued this outsider highly. But when he looked up, he heard a muffled gunshot, and what emerged from the crack was not the Fox Demon.

Bang--

The shotgun shells shattered the formation of hundreds of the Demon-Hunting Army. Yuuki, who had been thrown here by Froya, didn't hesitate and drew his Yuki. After a silver blade mark, dozens of mangled corpses were left behind.

The silver moonlight spread, allowing the giant spear of light flying towards them to pierce through the afterimage. Twisting its waist and turning around, the thrown sword and spear transformed into a thunderous dragon, instantly blasting the second hundred-man squad that was coming at them to smithereens.