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Chapter 859 The Wasteland War III

Blood-red plains.

The sea of ​​fire was cooking and killing countless lives.

In the jubilant firelight, the legendary Zerg, struggling in agony, would always see a flash of silver light before their eyes, followed by their consciousness plunging into endless darkness, and they would die one after another.

Unbridled slaughter.

As if repeated millions of times, Jiang He's every movement was simple and skillful.

The Black Sun Domain swept across the battlefield, burning away the remaining bones in the flames. In the Gluttony World, the knights of the past and the knights of the future worked together to alchemize, giving birth to one evil legion commander after another. Including the previous thousand, the total number had reached one hundred thousand, which meant that Jiang He had slaughtered at least five hundred billion insectoids.

The new Celestial Guard has been established, and the original evil angels have been relegated to the second line, responsible for filling various subordinate legions and maintaining the operation of the evil faction.

[Note: Your title "Karma Slayer" has been promoted to the Holy Spirit level. Each attack deals an additional 30% damage to flesh and blood, and has a great attraction to sin, hatred, and negative emotions. For every thousand beings of the era killed, you gain one title upgrade privilege, up to the same level as "Karma Slayer" (Proof of a Trillion Kills) (non-era title). Current upgrade privileges: 19666]
[Hint: Your title, "King of Suppression," has been upgraded to Holy Spirit level—Charisma +4]
[Hint: Your title has been upgraded from Major to Holy Spirit-level Major General - Charisma +3]
[Charm: 130+11→130+18]
[Note: Your title "The Sleepless" has been upgraded to "Holy Spirit" level "Night Watcher"—no actual sleep required, stamina continuously regenerates, and nighttime perception range is enhanced by 125%]
[Hint: Your title "Sage Slayer" has been upgraded to Holy Spirit level - grants 30% bonus attack against targets off the ground]
[Hint: Your unique title, Beelzebub, has been upgraded to Holy Spirit level—granting you a 70% special attack against demons.]
[Name: First Emperor]
[Category: Titles]
[Quality: Holy Spirit Level]
[Effect ①: Emperor - When war begins, the four basic attributes of the emperor's entire group and animal companions are temporarily increased by 21 points (this is purely a numerical enhancement and does not involve any era transitions)]
[Effect ②: Divine Punishment - Beings or objects that kill a large group of members are condemned by the heavens. Each divine curse deals 35 true damage (to those of the same block or lower)]
[Effect 3: Reign (All Land Under Heaven Belongs to the King) - When activated, you can return to a location you were previously in or passed through, consuming 50 energy points each time (within the same world group), and move freely within the territory of your subordinate forces]
[Effect 4: Royal Subject (All Under Heaven Are Royal Subjects) - The holder gains access to the five senses of a large group of members or followers. When their mental will is not lower than Gold, they can perform a descent of the will of the same world (multiple descents)]
[Effect 5: Boundless - Vision-related abilities grant a full, three-dimensional view of the area actually controlled by the subordinate forces.]
[Effect 6: Monarch's Shadow - Gain a fully controllable phantom of a monarch, which can activate a large-scale protection over the target area. The defense strength is the same as the title rank, and the range is equal to the area of ​​the domain.]
[Effect ⑦: Imperial Heart - When facing an emperor-type being, one can read their inner thoughts (of equal or lower rank)]
[Note: This title represents the highest honor in the world of ancient martial arts]
The moment "divine retribution" reaches the level of a Holy Spirit.

Jiang He stopped the killing, and even the sea of ​​fire subsided.

On both sides of the battlefield, dozens of legendary peak beings almost all felt a jolt in their hearts, having a bad premonition.

No one thought Rhein Alexei was tired.

To date, he has squandered hundreds of thousands of units of legendary energy, enough for an entire fleet to consume, yet he remains full of energy.

Nineteen Zerg main fleets airdropped "Spider Mountains" onto the ground, from which massive numbers of Queens crawled out. These lower-level Queens had no real strength, but they quickly multiplied into various levels of Poison Stinger, Acidic Bug, Zerg Warrior, Heavy City Bug, Blade Bug, Shadow Bug, and others that could be used for combat.

It was only for a moment.

The swarm of insects swept across the land once again, with hundreds of legendary insectoid beings, including queen-level, noble-level, and commander-level insectoids. On the far side of the desolate war star, countless more insectoids awaited their arrival, stretching as far as the eye could see, as if the entire starry sky was covered.

A legendary will roared across the battlefield.

His voice was cold, as if it brooked no refusal.

"Those below the level of sub-mythology, all shall withdraw from the battlefield."

Jiang He's eyes were calm; he had done all he could.

Three planetary governors who witnessed Jiang He's slaughter up close hesitated for a moment before choosing to lead their core forces onto the warship and take off.

Without turning his head, Norwegian Chickman persuaded several legendary commanders of the royal family to leave, and Acting President Francis made an even more decisive decision, ordering all the legends to retreat.

Within a quarter of an hour, most of the troops had retreated from the blood-red plains.

However, including the head of the Niat family, the four legendary peak-level warriors and the two main fleets remained steadfast on the front lines.

Rhine Alexei and Francis did not actually have the authority to command the overall situation. The demigod Nyat did not express his opinion, and none of the vassals of the Nyat family dared to leave. Even the King of Heavenly Fire would not arbitrarily command the vassals of his vassals.

The demigod Niat remained silent, only relentlessly wielding his power. A whirlwind howled across a radius of ten thousand miles around him, and thousands of wind elemental falcons formed a vast, flowing magical matrix, continuously eroding the towering divine body of the insect titan.

"Do you have to be so stubborn?"

The old duke fought against the unjustly killed, yet still had strength left, though his hair and beard were gradually turning white. He sighed, "Just because Rhine is an Alexei, you're going to let your eldest son and his vassals wait to die?"

Make the Niat family obey an Alexei's orders.

Just thinking about it made the demigod Nyat almost lose control of his rage. Being mortal enemies was no joke. If it weren't for the Heavenly Fire King's suppression, the two would have already fought a life-or-death battle.

“Does he have that ability?” Niat sneered.

The Duke shook his head. The other party had guessed the outcome, but was simply being held back. If little Niat were smart, he should have ignored his father's presence and decisively ordered a retreat.

The Zerg have overrun the Crimson Plains.

Like giant waves crashing down and converging into one, a sea of ​​insects surged forth, their heads piled up, their limbs intertwined, and countless insects with bright red compound eyes, creating a sinister and eerie scene.

Before the swarm of insects, the vast defensive line now contained only one figure, carrying a silver spear, standing on a scroll, wearing a bright red cloak, her whole body dripping with blood, exuding a strong stench of blood. Nearly thirty queen-level insectoids cast murderous gazes at Jiang He.

Jiang He simply waved his hand dismissively.

A soft humming sound echoed across the battlefield.

The spatial authority randomly delivered Hellfire smallpox into the bodies of ten thousand Zerg, with mythical-level sinful poison energy supporting this terrifying disease from hell.

Hundreds of hero-level Zerg instantly turned into pus. A queen-level berserker suddenly widened its eyes, its face, chest, abdomen, and limbs all rotting away, melting like a snowman under the scorching sun. Within the puddles of pus, blood-red flies swarmed. At first, they were just thin plumes of fly mist, rising like smoke from the battlefield, but as the blood flies invaded more Zerg bodies, multiplying rapidly from flesh and soul, the fly mist expanded at a visible speed, spreading like a hellish smallpox.

boom!
An empress-level being ruthlessly attacked, annihilating the blood flies within a hundred miles ahead. However, before the power of authority could clear them away, the dead blood flies triggered a "divine curse," causing real damage to all beings of the Holy Spirit rank and below. The empress-level being died on the spot.

Within 15 minutes.

Half of the blood-red plain was turned into a sea of ​​flies.

The endless swarms of insects became the nourishment for the blood flies to reproduce.

The intertwined buzzing sounds terrified every legend. The vassals of the Niat family fled in disarray, but it was too late. Jiang He had no basic moral sense to distinguish friend from foe.

"Rhine Alexei!"

Little Niat struggled in the fly fog, his face contorted with rage and terror. The hellish smallpox disease transmitted by the blood flies contained mythical poison, which, if administered in sufficient doses, would be fatal to even the most legendary figures.

Jiang He didn't even look at it, only staring down at the battlefield.

Niat died.

Commander-level Zerg are rapidly decimating.

Only when there was not a single Zergling left on the Crimson Plains did the unjustly killed men in the sky finally take action.

Long!
A whirlpool the size of a vast ocean plunged down, easily annihilating a massive number of blood flies, and after killing them, turning these blood flies into puppets—this was the power of the unjustly killed authority.

boom!
The old duke smashed the chest of the unjustly killed man with a close-range punch. The sub-mythical level power authority, enhanced by the mythical body and mythical energy, was far more powerful than Jiang He's current similar authority.

The battle of demigods.

Leaving an opportunity to intervene outside the arena would undoubtedly come at the cost of suffering a heavy blow from the enemy for nothing.

"Rhine?" the old duke asked worriedly.

"It's alright." Jiang He stood with his hands behind his back, completely unconcerned.

The blood flies in the state of wrongful death are swallowed up in an instant. These flies are merely a carrier. The power of wrongful death cannot replicate the hellish smallpox disease and the mythical sinful energy.

The man who died unjustly turned ashen-faced; he had failed.

The demigod Nyat's eyes were filled with murderous intent and jealousy. It was a nightmare for such a young junior to appear in a rival family.

As Skyfire King watched the Fly Sea annihilate the surface insectoids and begin attacking the high-altitude fleet and space insectoids, he couldn't help but laugh. The value of one Rhine Alexei was clearly greater than the sum of all the legends and the main fleet.

"war!"

Skyfire King ceased his defenses, allowing the Void Weaver to leave wounds on the unprotected parts of his armor. Waves of Skyfire attacks riddled the body of this Zerg mythical creature with holes.

The surface of the desolate planet has been transformed into a vast ocean of flies.

A dozen queen-level Zerg were running for their lives, desperately trying to escape the pursuit of the Bloodflies. Being infected meant certain death, and any attempt to eliminate them would have the same result. These flies, which could neither be fought nor defended against, were a true interstellar calamity, a legendary nightmare.

a moment.

Jiang He stood atop millions of blood flies, raising his dragon spear.

The Dragon Spear Imprisonment was activated, and under the replication of the Heavenly King Ring's attack, it evolved into nine paths. The nine Queen-level Zerg were frozen in place, filled with terror, yet helpless.

A powerful life form, representing the theoretical pinnacle of its time.

For Jiang He, who was already a legendary power and only lacked the power struggle, most of his rival legends were nothing more than ants.

Whoosh!
Jiang He flickered in the space.

A straight kick turned the city-burning man into a bloody mist.

A straight thrust, the light of the spear pierced and killed the two queen-level beings.

Jiang He trampled on these legendary lives. Although the peak of legends was already the highest level on a planet, in the face of greater violence, they were nothing but weeds.

(End of this chapter)