Meteor Fall Master in the 'Starry Abyss'-Chapter 1286 - 275: Empire Line: Toward the [Spiritual Deer] Ending (69)

One week after the environmental war began, the situation at the front line finally reached the civilian population.

Without any suspense, the Union's troops and the Secret Council quickly fell into a quagmire after several skirmishes.

To be honest, for the Secret side, they suffered considerable losses, as the continental environment of Border Abyss doomed the Secret to only engage in land, sea, and air combat, not suitable for their Senators to display their cosmic posture.

On the other hand, the Union had plenty of ground forces.

The first to exert force was "Soul Hometown," the long-marching army causing headaches to the members of the Secret Council for the first time.

The Necromancer's troops faced no pressure against the corruption of Poison Blood, as numerous Lords of Death led the undead in constant battles with the Tatar-Slavic hybrids in the wilderness, towns, and wastelands. No matter the heritage of being the overlords of the prairie, they could only be beaten until they discarded their helmets and armor under the desperate advance of the undead.

However, although there were many Necromancers, they had little to offer in terms of high-level combat strength.

In this aspect, they could only rely on the "Crimson Blood Alliance" to exert force. With a narrative of species cultivated under brutal Darwinism, it was undoubtedly the strongest existence in the Union in creating peak personal combat power.

The Alliance sent out three Half-God Feng Qings:

[Lord of Incompetence], Zoraxin. Although the title sounds strange, he is not truly incompetent. He is one of the rare [Raiding] type demigods who does not worship Redd Gold but follows an independent and ancient faith. Once he completes the fusion pathway, he only needs to display his demigod posture to release a power called 'Endless Sea of Suffering,' applying random plunder & granting effects to all hostile targets.

It sounds a bit abstract, but if you think about it, you'll realize the horror of this ability.

People trapped in the 'Endless Sea of Suffering' might have their 'dimensions' stolen at any time, then be randomly granted an 'element', which could be any dimension or element. The terrifying aspect of [Lord of Incompetence] is that he can determine the specific location of granting and plundering.

For example, he can first steal the osmotic pressure between someone's cells, then grant a heavy element to their gene chain, executing a physical level genetic snip at any given moment.

However, most of the time, Zoraxin hardly needs to take action, just maintaining a smile, and watching as others mutate and twist to death within the 'Endless Sea of Suffering.'

His opponents were the Secret's [Astrologer] and [Gourmet], two Senators who were more adept at physical combat, not gaining any advantage from [Lord of Incompetence] but not suffering fatal blows either.

In contrast, the other two sent by the Alliance didn't fare as well.

[Lord String Transformation] Dorenmure was a typical scholar-type demigod. As a strong figure of the [Fine Artistry] pathway, he quickly discovered the Secret Council's secret of casting civilization and attempted to raid Destiny Fort Headquarters to steal the Secret's data.

The plan itself was well-conceived, the infiltration went smoothly, and mastering string transformation, Dorenmure effortlessly bypassed the temporary monitoring system set by the Secret Council.

Then Dorenmure was surprised to find the Secret Council's internal database was extremely laxly guarded, left with only a few Secret Citizens watching over it, playing mahjong when he infiltrated.

'It seems the Secret is just so-so, a win against Oxiulia gave them confidence.'

But Dorenmure soon realized why the Secret did not strictly guard the information.

As he began recording and reading the Secret's internal data, a torrent of information erupted in his mind like a nuclear bomb, with endless Latin letters spewing like magma, then merging into the cold ocean.

Under the intense information bombardment, Dorenmure's personality was destroyed, yet subsequently reshaped under the protection of Border Abyss, only to be destroyed again.

After dozens of cycles, his mind finally collapsed. Yet even so, the Secret's knowledge did not let him go; it spontaneously broke through brain cells, the information flow using blood as a carrier to enter the demigod's internal circulation system, then begin manifesting and transforming this body.

When Dorenmure realized the danger, it was too late. His body system had already undergone Earth-like transformations, even his native language within his mind had been transformed to English.

Not only that, in the continuous Earth-like transformation, Dorenmure vaguely saw a terrifying, majestic, and mysterious dark Sovereign. His authority was like the deepest black hole, whose terrifying deterrence scorned all petty evil, the glow and history of the Six-Layered Starry Abyss trampled and shattered before his imperial power.

"Submit, or perish."

The supreme [Emperor] uttered such words casually, yet it was a decree.

Dorenmure's fear finally reached its peak; he was instantly cast into the ocean of galaxies and years.

Exile.

There, he was imprisoned for a full 100,000 years, whereas in reality, only two minutes had passed.

However, this was not terrifying.

Yes, the power of spacetime is indeed terrifying, but having become a demigod, who doesn't have some ability to counter spacetime?

What truly drove Dorenmure to despair was that the [Emperor] had no intention to hide anything, openly telling him a shocking fact:

The power that exiled him came from even further below Mass Abyss, even beneath Nether Abyss!