Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor.

Chapter 296 Exclusive Title, Eternally Remembered Epic

Lin Bo swallowed a volcanic ash pill. In the dream world, there was no real sun, and the daylight was not very hot. His magical energy reserves were almost exhausted, and his body no longer emitted any light. His spirit curled up back into his skull, and the halo behind his head had also disappeared.

He was bathed in the gentle breeze after the disaster, the air currents seeming to sob and choke as they blew across the ruins of the bountiful royal court, with only the sounds of rubble rolling down and walls cracking and trembling all around.

The information board on the network displays a massive number of kill notifications.

When Lin Bo's experience accumulation exceeded the level 12 limit, he was penalized with a reduction in income, receiving only two-fifths of the original Disaster Coins and experience points. However, with the 25x income from the [Transformation Shadow] affix, he still received a 10x reward in the end.

[Network Notification: You have launched a powerful attack. The enemy (the Metamorphosis Shadow of the God-Abomination Kunkath) is in a near-death state. Death immunity failed, and the enemy (Shadow) has fallen. You have gained 94,860,000 kill experience (×100% contribution points)]

[Network notification: Mission completed - slay the Shadow of Kunkkas (Inferno)]

[Quest Rewards: 600,000 Disaster Coins, 10,050,000 Universal Experience, Earth's Sacred Abode Totem (Purple), Kunkkas's Life-Devouring Staff (Pale Gold), Bubble Resurrection Pool Water (Dark Gold), "Divine Remains Overtones" (Red)]

[The time and space changes in the copy have been eliminated]

[You have received a special reward: Affix Chest - [Reborn] Divine Abomination Treasury]

[First completion of the Infernal difficulty quest, a milestone achieved in the [Sealed Grounds of the God-like Abomination Kunkath] dungeon. Generating a unique title based on your actions...]

You have obtained the exclusive title – "White Dragon Calamity" (Glorious)

Your deeds will forever be etched in the history of civilization in this world; all living beings who possess written language will know of your legend.

Your name begins to resonate throughout the multiverse.

[Crimson Warning: The abomination Kunkkath considers you his eternal enemy, and you are deeply hated by the Abomination faction.]

After briefly browsing the information board, Lin Bo didn't rush to organize his findings. Instead, he calmed his mind and slowly composed himself.

After using the defensive technique at high intensity, it was as if I had woken up from a long dream, and I still felt somewhat alienated from the world around me.

He was not weak at the moment; he was full of energy and his spell power was still abundant. However, his spirit was somewhat tired, and the computing chip of the Mage's Appearance was burning hot, the heat slowly baking the hair on the back of his head.

Lin Bo has maintained his divine state since entering the battle and has not yet withdrawn.

Then he heard the sobbing wind blowing through the doors and windows of the broken houses and buildings, the weeping echoing from the resonating chambers of the buildings, the creaking of broken door hinges, the trembling of the clothes hanging on the crumbling walls, the crackling of rubble rolling down from the piles of tiles, and the low wailing of the lifeless city.

He heard the sounds of wind, dust, and light, blending into a single tone, spoken in a corrupted language twisted by divine evil, like a malevolent dragon murmuring in its sharp, neurotic woman's voice.

"Go away! Leave! Don't come any closer! I'm afraid of you. Don't stay here. My pain, my grief that fills my bones, cannot make me submit to you, my kind of calamity. You are not my master. The great One still sleeps. I do not belong to you..."

The hot wind billowed the mage's cloak and coat as he stood on the broken building, like a banner draped in gray clouds.

Deep within the earth lay countless survivors, the followers of the Divine Abomination trembling in air-raid shelters and cellars. On the surface, the alien town suffered the least damage; he had sensed some transformed lightning bolts had died there, likely some high-level players in seclusion.

The central temple of the royal court was shattered by the previous war of the colossi, and the magnificent complex is now just an open ruin. The enormous sleeping egg is still intact there. If the sleeping egg breaks, the true form of the divine abomination deep within the earth will awaken in the present world.

The seals of the extraterrestrial gods remain firmly in place.

Therefore, even though the royal court was destroyed, the army of the evil offspring was reduced to less than one-tenth, the followers suffered heavy casualties, the demonic shadow was eliminated, and Kunkas's power accumulated over many years was severely weakened, it was unable to launch a more intense retaliatory attack.

Everyone in the instance was watching the live stream on the world channel.

The moment the Lighthouseman appeared, everyone remembered the name they had just forgotten.

The cat-man priest suddenly realized, "I finally remember. The person I can't forget... it's the mage brother!"

The allied players around them who were receiving the welcoming mission remained silent, exchanging glances several times, opening their mouths to speak, but none of them knew what to say.

“Now I understand why you all respect him so much.” An old player shrugged at [Cold Rain], sighing and laughing at the same time. “We really are the little brothers who greet guests.”

Players from the wicked faction watched the ravaged city on screen and saw the gray-robed mage take to the sky before gradually returning to the ground. The scene was a hundred times more tragic than what they had seen in the live stream.

After the storm, almost every house was reduced to an open-air shelter. Streets were barely visible, only rubble and debris scattered everywhere.

"The power to destroy cities and nations... Can players of our level on the cross-network really accomplish such a thing?" "The path of power is long and boundless, and so should I."

"Hey, where are you guys going?"

"They switched sides, otherwise what? Stay and keep getting beaten up by that guy?"

The players on the ruins were divided, and a significant number chose to leave. The once most powerful faction has fallen into an irreversible decline after this battle.

Each major city has a questline for switching factions, and spies planted by the opposing faction will secretly post recruitment notices.

However, now that the Royal Court of Abundance has been destroyed, players who wish to leave are no longer planning to search for spies whose fate is unknown. Instead, they intend to head straight to the enemy's main city to undertake a more demanding surrender mission.

Lin Bo returned the way he came and came to his teammates who were waiting for him.

"Brother Mage!"

"You're amazing! You truly live up to your reputation!"

He was surrounded by his old friends, and the boldest of them all, the cat-man priest, leaned in and whispered questions about what level of spell he had used and whether he was a legendary mage disguised as a low-level player.

Lin Bo smiled but did not answer, only saying, "Thank you for waiting. Let's continue on our way."

When the unfamiliar allies saw him approach, they all paid their respects, and the monk returned the gesture with a hand on his chest.

The convoy continued its journey without encountering any obstacles. The wicked offspring who had been wandering in the Dream Realm had mostly participated in the invasion of the mortal world and were defeated and scattered by the soldiers and civilians of the Nine Towns and the Night Guard.

At this moment, the dream world is more peaceful and tranquil than ever before, and the journey is smooth and worry-free.

They arrived at the front-line base in Star Wolf Town, where everyone handed over their identity tokens as players of the online game in turn at the gate of the wall.

The town's loudspeakers were broadcasting news that the main city of the Divine Abomination had been severely damaged by the White Dragon Calamity. The soldiers were all overjoyed, and they saluted and greeted each other when they met.

The warrior from the Nine Towns outside the passenger window took the identification handed to him by the mage, examined it carefully, and casually remarked, "First time visiting our world? You've come at a good time. Traveling in the Dream Realm has never been this peaceful before. It's all thanks to Lord 'White Dragon Calamity,' otherwise there would be endless scourges both inside and outside the city walls right now."

The soldiers at the security checkpoint burst into laughter.

The soldier handed back his identification tag, saluted, and let him pass. The monk nodded in return.

They parked their car at a warehouse in the foreign land and walked to the portal. The broadcast message mentioned the player's nickname, White Dragon Calamity, and referred to him as a esteemed ally of the Divine Race, requesting all military and civilian personnel to receive "Lighthouse Guest" with the highest honors.

The teammates marveled at how high the mage's faction reputation was, even among allies, it was top-tier.

Passing through the portal leads to Star Wolf Town Fortress, where the celebratory atmosphere is even more lively, as if a festival ceremony is being held.

The streets were packed with people enjoying themselves, and vendors selling candy, fried food, animal stickers, and alcohol carried towering shelves that were as big as small buildings, jostling each other in the crowd.

"Next, we'll take a jet to the floating fortress! Mage, I'll teach you how to fly, it'll be so much fun!" the half-elf shouted. The celebratory atmosphere made everyone speak loudly so that those around them wouldn't miss them.

Lin Bo nodded in agreement.

"Hey! Look there! Up in the sky!" Suddenly, the crowd in the distance erupted in a clamor, the sound carrying like lightning to the vicinity.

Everyone looked up and pointed. The thick, silky white clouds above Star Wolf Town were torn apart by a group of airships, revealing the massive floating fortress. The pilgrimage fighters took off like a flock of birds startled, flying out of the fortress and leaving trails of colored smoke that streaked across the sky, forming a bright curtain.

A massive airship, as large as a blue whale, continued to descend and hover near the ground, escorted by six patrol boats.

The hatch opened, the cargo bridge extended to the ground, and the Night Guard elites, clad in mechanical power armor, quickly poured out of the airship.

They stood solemnly in two rows. The monks of the Temple of Enlightenment, carrying prayer flags and incense, ran to the front to wait and watch the group of people walking through the fortress gate. The leader was tall and wore a deep-set three-eyed skull mask.

The airships sounded their horns, the night guards shouted, the countryside trembled, and the monks chanted praises and prostrated themselves in worship—this was pilgrimage.

(End of this chapter)