One more catty, one more attribute point-Chapter 489 - 408: Wall of Sighs, Artificial Sun

Chapter 489: Chapter 408: Wall of Sighs, Artificial Sun

“Don’t talk about these things, I’ll hold up the sky should it fall, there’s no need for you to be afraid, and fear is useless anyway.” Su Heng waved his hand grandly, and only then did the three snap out of their daze like awakening from a dream. Su Heng’s gaze fell on Tong Shan Great Saint,

“Let’s continue with the topic we were discussing earlier. You have clashed with Pillar God Monkville before, how did it go?”

“…”

When Monkville’s name was mentioned,

Tong Shan Great Saint’s face suddenly showed a troubled expression, “Reporting back to my lord, that Pillar God is indeed a difficult opponent.”

After a detailed explanation, Su Heng showed an expression of revelation.

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As is well known.

Tong Shan Great Saint is quite adept at defense-oriented skills.

And High Wall Demon God Monkville, although not encountered in person, from his name, one can tell this being also specializes in maxing out defense.

Both are masters, but when they fight, they can neither breach each other’s defenses, and it usually ends unresolved.

Tong Shan Great Saint said, “Monkville’s territory lies on the northern side of this continent. He expended all his fortune, effort, and a great deal of energy to build a fortress there, known as the ‘Wall of Sighs’. When the fortress was completed, Monkville had once invited three Pillar Gods to attack it, but even so, it remained as stable as Mount Tai.”

“And now, as the situation worsens, that fortress has also been blessed by the Blood Realm Will. Moreover, Monkville at all costs, has used all the resources at his disposal to strengthen this fortress.

We have launched several surprise attacks.

After suffering heavy casualties, we failed to achieve any effect.

Instead, we watched helplessly as the fortress continuously expanded, becoming increasingly massive and indestructible.”

“Is that so?” Su Heng nodded slightly, a look of interest seemed to appear on his face.

At this moment, Huang Mei Great Saint said, “I have slowly come up with an idea, the bag I hold can conceal some elite forces within it. Behind the fortress is the Blood River, if we infiltrate from there, and then release the elites, perhaps we can conquer this city from within with a lesser cost.”

“Hmm…”

Su Heng nodded again, neither agreeing nor denying.

His entire attitude appeared somewhat vague.

“Let’s go over there and see first.” Su Heng clapped his hands and then casually issued an order.

Seeing that it was only scouting and not starting a new grand war, Huang Mei and Zhao Sheng visibly relaxed. The two exchanged glances, then Zhao Sheng took the initiative to say, “In that case, I’ll lead the way up front.”

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The Blood Realm stretches far and wide.

But the three’s speed was extremely fast, hence, it didn’t take too long before they reached the location of the “Wall of Sighs”.

Su Heng, Huang Mei, and the others stood on a cliff a thousand meters high, looking down from above.

The view ahead was another vast wasteland, and further ahead was a colossal blood-red smokescreen reaching up to the heavens and tearing through the earth. According to Tong Shan Great Saint, this smokescreen, known as “Blood River”, divides the Blood Realm into two continents, north and south.

It is not a river in the true sense.

Instead, it is more like a divine blade swung down by gods, splitting a whole continent into two.

The environments of the southern and northern Blood Realm vary greatly due to the obstruction of the Blood River, and the demons inside seldom interact with each other, thus evolving distinctly different cultures and natural landscapes.

The blood-red smoke blots out the sun and sky, and the power contained within is vast and boundless.

Previously, when Mythical Battlefield descended, Shadow Demon God Nenos had summoned the Original Blood River, and the current Blood River also possessed some similar aura.

However, it was unclear what specific connection existed between the two.

Su Heng’s gaze lowered.

He saw the fortress located between the Blood River and the plain.

This fortress was a crystallization of a Pillar God’s efforts, and indeed it could be called a miracle of military fortitude.

Its area was vast, with just the outermost city wall standing over three hundred meters tall. Inside was a plethora of towers, thick bunkers, and a complex network of flying corridors. A blood-red light burst from the central high tower of the fortress, dispersing in the sky, forming an inverted bowl-shaped barrier that isolated the interior from the outside environment.

As Su Heng’s senses spread out.

He saw even more on this fortress.

Energy from the Earth Vein surged from all directions, converging into a sea. The Blood River in the rear continuously supplied the mechanism’s needs for operation.

Even under conditions of maximum power output, the defensive mechanisms inside the fortress could operate for a hundred years.

Without overwhelming power.

To breach this fortress with a massive army, indeed, would be a desperate nightmare.

But now this city was facing Su Heng, and the power this monster controlled could not be measured by common sense.

“Indeed, this is a solid fortress, a remarkable miracle, I see dedication in it,” praised Su Heng, then he shifted his tone, “But, I don’t think it’s enough to stop my conquering steps.”

“That’s for certain!”

Huang Mei elder displayed a pandering expression, about to flatter.

But he quickly realized there was a bit of a mistake in his thoughts.

The words just spoke by Su Heng were not merely lip service, they were a prelude to destruction, marking the demise of a Pillar God in the Blood Realm, and also the impending death of countless demons.

“Back off!”

With a sharp inhale, Su Heng’s voice echoed heavily.

His body swelled rapidly, casting a shadow, the ground beneath him trembled incessantly, continuously sending shattered stones rolling down the steep cliffs.

A dangerously intense energy reaction started occurring within Su Heng’s body, his Second Heart bursting out intense golden light like the sun. His body was covered in thick armor, but the armor now showed a dangerous translucent texture, with the golden blood vessels inside clearly visible.

The perilous ticking sound trembled the void, the temperature rapidly increased, and Huang Mei and the others were startled by this sudden change, their faces showing shock without exception.

They rapidly retreated.

Retreating several kilometers away and looking up.

Su Heng’s body now exceeds a hundred meters, his majestic and huge head reaching into the clouds.

He kept inhaling, his body appearing somewhat inhuman due to the drastic changes in height, casting a constantly wavering shadow over the vast land.

From his densely fanged mouth held a dangerous orb of light, accumulating power as the Second Heart operated. A buzzing noise filled the air, with streaks of lightning flashing across Su Heng’s back.

When the power of the orb reached its pinnacle.

The color shifted from its initial platinum to a dark red, and Su Heng bit down.

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Monkville is a massive, stern-faced giant.

He wears a set of ancient-styled golden armor, with shoulder guards forged in the style of a fortress.

This Pillar God’s appearance is very similar to humans. If it weren’t for his skin showing some rough, rock-like textures, at certain dim places, he would be almost indistinguishable from ordinary humans by the naked eye.

He is not given to laughter or bloodlust; he only harbors an intense passion for construction.

Ever since the Mythical Battlefield came,

those outsiders wreaked havoc on the lands of the Blood Realm without restraint.

Inside the Blood Realm, numerous Demons either felt anger or fear, but the thoughts of Monkville and most of the Demons were quite different.

Upon learning of this event,

Monkville felt excited and thrilled.

He had spent his entire life constructing the fortress in front of him.

But once the Fortress was finally established, there were hardly any occasions for it to be used.

In the forever-existing heavens, the Blood Realm is considered a rather powerful independent realm. Most of the time, it is invading outward, and only on rare occasions do outsiders penetrate into the Blood Realm.

Therefore, this fortress has never truly encountered the trials of war from the time it was built.

Although the fortress is intended for defense, it also serves as a weapon.

Without undergoing the tempering of fresh blood, it can hardly be called a supreme Divine Weapon.

Over countless years in the past, Monkville has often felt vexed about this. He even went so far as to bear great costs, inviting other Pillar Gods for duels to satisfy his desire.

And now…

The true war that Monkville longed for had finally arrived.

He felt his blood boiling.

At this moment, he was investing unprecedented energy into the construction at hand.

“Quick! Quick! Quick!” Monkville urged, “Move those stones up, complete the Array Patterns, we need to finish repairing this battlement before the next round of war arrives!”

“Report!” A Blood Red Bloodsucker rushed in hurriedly, “Urgent news from the front lines! Volcano Demon God Hephisto has fallen, and the Demon Alliance has suffered heavy losses!”

Monkville took the letter, glanced over it hurriedly, then let out a cold laugh, “He brought it upon himself. I had once invited him to station together here at this fortress, but that stubborn old man refused; it’s no wonder he met such a fate.”

Monkville proudly said, “If the war were happening here, the outcome would definitely be different.”

Before he finished speaking,

Another Bloodsucker ran up.

Monkville slightly furrowed his brows and asked, “What else is there?”

He sensed something unusual; today’s events seemed excessively abundant, making him feel heavy and especially irritated.

“News from the Observatory Tower, we’ve located the Northern Border Demon Dragon!” The Bloodsucker gasped heavily, forehead dripping with blood-like sweat, face full of panic, “They are heading towards us!”

This guy is already scared witless…perhaps it’s time to dispose of such cowards.

Monkville thought to himself.

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However, he didn’t show his emotions, just frowned slightly, and then picked up a giant tower shield placed in the corner.

“How many are they?” Monkville asked, maintaining his usual demeanor.

“Only four,” the Bloodsucker answered.

“That must be just a scouting party,” Monkville breathed a slightly disappointed sigh of relief.

Yet thinking again, seeing the fortress he had built over a lifetime, even the legendary Demon Dragon might show a shocked expression. As this thought appeared in Monkville’s mind, he felt an urge to laugh.

His lips twitched slightly upwards, but he quickly suppressed the impulse.

“When will they approximately arrive?”

“Th-they…” the Bloodsucker seemed to see something incredible, his eyes filled with terror, his face’s flesh melting inch by inch.

He opened his mouth, but only screams came out.

Such events weren’t isolated but occurred throughout the fortress.

Screams rose and fell; numerous patrolling Demons on the city walls turned into flaming torches, plummeting from the towering walls.

The sight twisted, flesh melted, the walls trembled with a humming vibration… Monkville felt as if he had plunged into a colorful vortex, all his senses bombarded, a feeling of extreme danger rising, nauseating him to the point of wanting to vomit.

He finally realized that something was terribly wrong, but by now it was too late.

Driven by a great curiosity…

He raised his head, continuing to lift it until his jaw and neck were aligned at 180 degrees.

And then he saw an utterly bizarre scene—a sun, appearing in the ancient murky skies of the Blood Realm.

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