Reverse flow of the Yellow Springs

Once the Blood God faction's forces breached the factory's walls, the battlefield became extremely intense.

The immortal faction clearly has the advantage of terrain and a larger number of people. They even possess some kind of tank.

However, they were ruthlessly suppressed on the battlefield.

The Blood God faction, chanting the name of the Blood God, engaged in a frenzied battle with the Immortal faction. They had received a blessing from the Void Realm, and their muscles bulged, unleashing extremely powerful close-combat destructive force.

Moreover, some psychic cult members who had completely succumbed to the killing began to twist and mutate in the process. Their skin turned blood red, their bones became deformed, two black horns grew on their foreheads, and sharp fangs protruded from their mouths.

They are bloodthirsty and brutal; they are insane and powerful.

They are the demons who carry out the will of the evil god, the bloodletters of the Blood God faction!
They drew their flesh-and-blood greatswords and swung them wildly.

They cut through all obstacles in their path, charged out of the crowd, and began a massacre!
The spinning blade resembled a blood-red storm, carrying countless drops of blood and severed limbs.

Even the released Chaos Eggs were instantly killed and dismembered.

The immortal faction followers who were approached by the Blood God faction were completely unable to resist and were quickly wiped out.

But the immortal faction is clearly not to be trifled with; they follow the Chaos God who is known as the most benevolent.

Its doctrine is that all things decay, but all living beings are immortal.

Whether it is a crying infant or a rampant plague, in His eyes they are all forms of life.

Therefore, He will give a fair response to whoever prays to Him.

The Blood God needs to be a strong fighter, the Demonic Path needs to be shrewd, and the Blissful Path needs to be unrestrained. He is completely indiscriminate; all living beings can become his followers.

Many people suffer from one or more diseases in their lifetime, and almost every family has at least one relative who has died from a terrible plague or disease.

Those who suffer from illness and pain will receive His attention if they pray and beg for survival.

They will survive under the blessing of the gods, at the cost of suffering from illness at all times.

At that time, believers believed that all illnesses were gifts from God, part of the cycle of life and death, and they regarded them as happiness.

It transforms into a vicious source of plague, intending to spread this 'happiness' to every corner of the world.

Let the world be filled with corruption and plague, grow tumors and pus, and become a garden of the gods.

Those who successfully spread the plague and spawned more believers were blessed and empowered by the gods.

At this moment, a large number of Eternal Life Cult members were killed, but they returned after death. Their corpses turned into living corpses, crawling up from the bloodbath, spewing vicious plague blood, and rushing towards the Blood God Cult members.

At the same time, the ground trembled, and cavalry charged out from the depths of the factory. The extraordinary creatures cultivated by the Church of Immortality had been trained by them to be skeletal warhorses.

At this moment, carrying knights covered in filthy heavy armor, they charged towards the Blood God Cult and numerous vampires!
A terrifying plague of power erupted, causing countless Blood God cult members to vomit blood and collapse in the battle. But where these knights trod, the dead came to life, charging alongside them!
"Plague Knights! There are so many of them!"

"Kill them! Cut off their heads!"

"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God!"

The Blood God cultists roared, oblivious to fear, and charged towards the cavalry!
Amidst various forms of psychic energy and artillery bombardment, countless believers died and rose again.

The bloody slaughter changed the color of the sky, and even thunder could be heard.

This is the factional infighting within the Church of the Embers, so bloody and troublesome that it's hard to imagine the terrifying damage that would occur if they were to attack the giant city simultaneously.

They couldn't believe what the price would be if the Night Scouts were to forcibly attack this fortress.
Among them, Liu Zhuo, a Plague Knight and a chosen servant of the Immortal faction, is leading the Plague Knights in a charge.

They trampled over a dozen bloodletters and slaughtered even more members of the Blood God Cult.

"Charge out! Let these stupid fools who only know how to charge feel the baptism of the plague!" Liu Zhuo shouted. As a former wild human psionicist, he did not hesitate to poison his former homeland, the giant border city No. 1, in order to climb to the top!

This resulted in over five thousand people in the giant city being infected with a terrible virus. Many more died from the disease. He was a wanted criminal in the No. 1 border city.

And it was through this 'merit' that he came into the sights of the chosen ones and became one of their confidants.

This war has suddenly broken out, causing heavy losses to the factory fortress.

But he was secretly delighted. If he could shine brightly here and create more pathogens, he might be able to gain the attention of the gods.

So he led the Plague Knights in a counter-offensive against the Blood Cult members who were surrounding the factory!

Then, he saw a strange scene: thunderclouds suddenly appeared in the sky, followed by lightning and thunder in an instant.

Even more bizarrely, the Blood God Cult members and the Eternal Life Cult members there were fleeing in terror, as if some kind of demon was chasing them.

Large numbers of Blood God cultists were forced to rush into the factory, colliding head-on with the Plague Knights.

What they fear more than the Plague Knights is what's behind them?

'What's going on?' Liu Zhuo wondered, but before he could ask, he saw the Thunder Pool rapidly pouring down.

Both the Blood God and the followers of the Immortal Cult were being swallowed by the Thunder Pool, struck by terrifying and dense lightning strikes, and uttering terrified howls.

At the same time, he also saw a figure in the Thunder Pool.

The man was dressed in black and gold armor, wielding a domineering and ferocious halberd in one hand and a crimson lightning blade over thirty meters long in the other. He charged into the depths of the factory like a chaotic demon descending into the physical world!

"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God, skull offered to the throne!" The man laughed loudly, his enormous thunder blade reaping everything in its path.

A chaotic egg, charred black from being struck multiple times by lightning, still moved on instinct. As the figure approached, it angrily lunged, its powerful tentacles lashing out. But the figure cleaved it in two with a single stroke!
This made Liu Zhuo's hair stand on end, and large amounts of pus and blood dripped from his armor. He turned around and tried to lead his troops to retreat.

However, due to the pressure from Lei Chi, a large number of Blood God cult members became entangled with the Knights, greatly reducing the Knights' mobility.

Liu Zhuo dared not delay and immediately abandoned the preparation team. He controlled his mount to fly through the air, intending to escape into the depths of the factory.

But as he took off, Li Yelai noticed him.

A Plague Knight with five senses? That's quite a big fish!

May his head bring him more blessings!
Li Yelai no longer held back, revealing his true colors and unleashing his full power, like Huo Qubing, the legendary warrior who sealed the wolf's lair!
Shadow Army, swift as the wind!
Li Yelai doesn't usually wear face paint because he's worried that bad luck might affect his teammates or companions.

But at this moment, he had no teammates by his side, and Little Mad King, who had been hiding nearby, also distanced himself.

He no longer had any reservations!

Bring on the misfortune!

In an instant, Li Yelai's speed increased dramatically, and he charged into the battlefield, accompanied by countless bolts of lightning!

At that moment, everyone—the Plague Knight, the Bloodletter, and their respective followers—was filled with terror. "Chosen One, no!"

"Lord Emperor's Fall, leave it to us!"

"Don't come any closer! Aaaaaah!"

Amidst the terrified screams of both sides' followers, Li Yelai, accompanied by endless thunder, squeezed into the battlefield.

Liu Zhuo pushed his warhorse to its limit, but he still couldn't escape the lightning pool and was struck by lightning again and again.

He was struck by lightning and crashed heavily to the ground. A large amount of foul-smelling pus and blood gushed from his armor.

"Fight!"

He roared, channeling his psionic energy to unleash his power!
Vicious pus and blood coalesced, transforming into terrifying spears of curse. In an instant, dozens of plague spears appeared.

If you touch even a little bit, the other party will be infected with a terrible plague. Even if the other party is physically strong and will not die easily, their combat power will be greatly reduced.

This was his last gamble!
However, even before the cursed spear was fully airborne, Liu Zhuo felt a gaze that sent shivers down his spine, causing his entire body of rotting flesh to tremble.
It is Him! It is Him watching over me!
I have finally drawn His gaze, my merciful Father God!

Will you save your believers and slay this terrible enemy?
Let me be chosen by God!
Will you allow me to ascend to the rank of Great Demon?
I will not let you down and will definitely share the plague and corruption with every living being in the world!
However, to Liu Zhuo's horror, the gaze shifted, moving away from him and turning to the terrifying figure.

No, Father! Look upon me, please look upon me!
Does he possess a purer plague than I do? Is there something about him that could attract your target?

Why? Why! My Lord! My merciful Father!

Liu Zhuo roared, but he saw the curse emanating from Li Yelai that everyone wanted to avoid!

What is that? Why does even the world resist it? Why does even the most vile corruption avoid it like the plague? A curse?

Father, are you looking forward to the 'new life' he will bring?

The next instant, the enormous lightning blade swept across, slicing off both the Cursed Spear and Liu Zhuo's body!
He killed the enemy general with a single move, but no one cheered.

After all, there are hardly any living people left in the vicinity.

Within a radius of 100 meters of Li Yelai, the area became a forbidden zone of thunder, and followers and powerful figures from all factions were attacked.

Ordinary followers were instantly killed, while the vampires and plague knights could only barely survive, and after being hit repeatedly, they still turned into charred corpses.

As a result, no one on the battlefield could cheer for Li Yelai.

But Li Yelai didn't care and threw his lightning spear directly at the densely populated battlefield in the distance!
The lightning spear devoured the blood gods and immortal followers along its path, bombarding the battlefield.

It carved a terrifying deep gash in the ground!

As the lightning spear struck its target, the thunderclouds above Li Yelai's head gradually dissipated.

We can't 'kill' too many by mistake, otherwise it will cause dissatisfaction among the two chosen ones.

But that's enough. The forbidden area of ​​Thunder Pool just now wiped out at least several hundred people from both sides.

With these thoughts in mind, Li Yelai carried the Black Gold Dragon Spear and walked towards the battlefield. The Blood God Cult members who had escaped from the Thunder Pool followed behind Li Yelai in fear.

The look in their eyes as they looked at Li Yelai became increasingly one of awe.

However, a blood fly crawled out of the ruins and quickly flew into the depths of the fortress.

This anomaly also attracted the attention of several powerful figures on the battlefield.

Hong Nu was taken aback: "That's... the Fallen Emperor?"

"It seems so. Those who can be favored by our lord must be extraordinary!"

"We need to hurry, we can't let Emperor Yun get there first!"

Deep within the factory's fortress, a tall figure clad in armor surveyed the entire battlefield, surrounded by a dense swarm of blood flies. Yet, he exuded a rich floral fragrance.

A few seconds later, a blood fly returned from the battlefield and landed on his armor. He said, "I'm sorry, Black Umbrella, it seems our deal has to be terminated. With three Blood God Chosen ones present, even I have to back down."

"Three people? That's really bad luck." Inside the room, a young man in a black tuxedo was sitting in a chair with his legs crossed.

He was spotless, his black leather shoes gleaming. He stood out starkly in the filthy environment.

In his hand, he held a tightly closed black umbrella. Mysterious red patterns were emerging on the umbrella handle.

He was none other than the Black Umbrella!
“It seems we’ll have to wait until you’ve dealt with your matters before we make a deal,” Black Umbrella said. “Do you need my help, Moya’s Chosen? I’m actually quite looking forward to the Blood God’s Chosen body.”

"You're really greedy, aren't you? You already have so many powerful corpses," Moya replied. "Even... the remains of that champion!"

"It is indeed a mutilated corpse. Without your help, it would be difficult for me to completely repair her body, let alone bring her to life." The black umbrella chuckled and asked again, "Do you need my help?"

“Not for now,” Moya replied. “But we do need to evacuate. Please follow me, my esteemed guest. I have also witnessed an interesting chosen one this time.”

"Interesting? Chosen by God?" Black Umbrella said. "Don't they prefer brutes who just go head-to-head?"

“Indeed. But he is still special. Our plague affects living beings in the physical world, initiating a cycle of life for them. But that unfamiliar Blood God’s Chosen seems to possess some kind of virus that unsettles the world,” Moya said.

"Oh? You mean, to the world, he's like a plague? A plague targeting the world?" Black Umbrella asked.

“That’s a very apt analogy,” Moya said with a smile. “If only he could pray to his loving father. Unfortunately, he has already embraced the Blood God.”

On the other hand, the resistance of the immortal faction has completely failed.

They even used a horrific ritual to unleash a massive corpse demon, only to have it slain by the two chosen ones.

At this point, the immortal faction began to flee towards the back mountain.

Meanwhile, the Blood God faction began a manhunt, leaving behind a large number of Eternal Life Cult members, their corpses littering the mountains and fields.

After Li Yelai, Hong Nu, and Xue Yin joined forces, they reorganized their troops and launched a new round of pursuit.

During the pursuit, Li Yelai spotted a small town hidden in a valley, shrouded in some kind of mist.

The remaining members of the Immortal Faction rushed into the town, followed closely by the Blood God's followers.

Li Yelai slowed down.

"Wow, what a coincidence!" Li Yelai thought to himself, then saw the Blood God followers near the town suddenly begin to dissolve. Their skin rapidly ulcerated, their flesh dissolved quickly, and they turned into pools of bloody mud amidst their wails. (End of Chapter)