Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor.

Chapter 378 Before the Divine War, Sweeping Away the Troops

"He has arrived?" the druid asked, his perception greatly diminished, for the natural spirits of this realm had long since died, leaving only distorted shadows, which made him less sensitive to changes in the environment.

"Soon. Just like when a corpse comes back to life, it needs to twitch a couple of times before it can stand up," Lin Bo replied.

What reassured the druid somewhat was that this godlike powerhouse showed no signs of worry or distress. In fact, he could hardly detect any anxiety or urgency in the mage's gentle demeanor.

There are two possibilities. First, even if an evil god descends, the mage can easily suppress it. However, this is almost impossible because any divine power possesses extremely strong indestructibility, while the chaotic realm where the opponent is located is equivalent to a divine kingdom, making it an absolute home-field advantage with a huge geographical advantage.

No being should underestimate a god residing in a divine realm, even if they possess absolute superiority in strength.

The druid guessed the second answer, which he considered the most likely. Some people possess the courage to face death without fear, and thus can calmly deal with all the dangers they encounter in life; this person must have been prepared to sacrifice themselves.

The irony of life lies in this: those who deserve to die live on while those who don't deserve to die die heroically.

The druid, silent as a mountain and with a heart as serene as still water, felt a slight bitterness. He lamented the loss of the person before him; the weight of that life was immeasurable, worth less than a finger's breadth even if an entire world's worth of beings were exchanged for it. Such a noble soul…

Lin Bo waved goodbye, "The situation is unclear right now, I need to make sure my friends are safe and sound first. Let's talk again when we have time, goodbye."

“Your Excellency, you are not fighting alone,” the druid solemnly assured him.

"Thank you." The mage smiled and teleported away.

At this moment, viewers of the online battle are closely watching the sand table. Among the real-time member locations displayed, the Lighthouse Guest, marked with a star, is undoubtedly the center of attention. His movements perfectly illustrate the meaning of being elusive; he only stays in one place for a moment, and the next instant he is hundreds of miles away, flashing randomly on the map.

The local players were originally scattered in small groups, scattered across the battlefield, and were besieged and hunted by the demons and sorcerers. The Lighthouse Keeper, however, was able to arrive in an instant when the crisis struck, as if the whole world was within his grasp.

The female orc [Take My Axe First] was surrounded and was struggling to breathe, pumping oxygen into her bloodstream, which flowed through her entire body. Scorching, raging psionic energy overflowed from her pores like flowing blood and fire.

She and several companions pressed their backs together, forming a circle.

They were being hunted down by two magic-based players, a very rare pairing in this group.

One of them is a great demon in the form of a three-headed dog, with dark red fur that resembles vein blood. Each of its three gaping maws hides a human face, displaying a different expression: anger, sorrow, and a wicked grin.

This great demon can create illusions and conjure up a horde of dogs and their offspring, surrounding and trapping the players of the [Sanctuary] faction until they had nowhere to retreat.

The other was a child whose gender was indistinguishable, with an extraordinary, non-human beauty. He wore a slippery leather cloak and a plain white silk robe, and sat cross-legged on the top of the three-headed dog demon's head.

The great demon's head spewed out words, its voice booming like thunder, "Brother, is that enough? Let's capture them as soon as possible, then have a good, fat meal of them. We should go find that lighthouse keeper and get our revenge."

"What's the rush? Give the young people a chance, push them to the brink, see if they can break through their limits and unleash their potential. Then beat them to a pulp, that's what makes it interesting." The boy-like demonic player spoke in a sharp tone, but his manner was unhurried.

The group of people who were surrounded and attacked were all wounded, but they were not afraid at all.

"You're doomed!" a bard teammate exclaimed. "I'm telling you, you can still escape if you run away now! I've already called for mage backup. I'll give you half a minute, no, five seconds to think it over."

Upon hearing this, both legendary magic players were stunned.

"What's with that smug look on your face?" the boy asked, sounding surprised. "Come on, aren't we the villains?"

The three-headed dog let out a high-pitched, deep, and hoarse laugh. "Fools, can't you feel it? The gods of this world are about to awaken. The Lighthouse Keeper is too busy to take care of himself right now and has probably already fled for his life. What are you still expecting?"
"Five, four..." the bard counted down casually.

"Three, two, one!" The player, who looked like a child, quickly counted down, then grinned, "How was it? How did it go? Where are the others?"

He laughed, but the three-headed dog didn't, because it had a wide field of vision and could see the surrounding 360 degrees.

The female orcs and the others cheered and jumped for joy, all their worries vanishing.

The boy's smile faded, and after a moment of silence, he asked in a low voice, "He's already here, isn't he?"

Cerberus and its clone nodded together.

"He's right behind me, isn't he?" As the boy said this, a broad hand covered his head, and with a slight pressure from the palm, his facial features were lifted up, forcing him to reveal a comical and strange smile.

The boy's skin oozed a thin mist of poison, which twisted into the shape of ants and viciously bit Lin Bo's palm, but it was isolated by a layer of energy membrane and could not be damaged in the slightest.

He took a deep breath, his mind activating a spell that caused his body to spontaneously disintegrate into a magical state, allowing him to escape his restraints. The spell spread from his head throughout his body, and the boy broke free, transforming into a beam of light and flying towards the group of players surrounded on the ground, intending to take them hostage. The female orcs were on high alert, but a dark light hurtled towards them, solidifying in mid-air to reveal the boy's head.

The crowd's expressions suddenly turned strange. Because all they saw was a head flying in mid-air.

While it is true that one can break free from many shackles and fetters by transforming into magical or vaporized form, the consequences of interrupting this spell are not pleasant.

The Demon Child did escape, but only his head escaped; his neck and the rest of his body remained in the same place.

"Kill him!" the boy's head screamed.

The three-headed dog twisted its neck and lunged at Lin Bo from both sides simultaneously.

However, the monk had already taken a step forward, arrived beside his companions, and with a wave of his hand, he teleported everyone around him to a distance of two kilometers.

Such a sudden change was as swift as lightning, so fast that ordinary people didn't even have time to react, and even the biological brain of the Demon Child couldn't process it. Only his innate spiritual sense could detect that something was wrong.

His head flew off, and in a flash, the hostage was gone, leaving only that jinx-like ghostly figure waiting there.

The ancient saint's mirror-like pupils reflected everything, but his expression made the Demon Child deeply understand what it meant to be arrogant. The other party was preoccupied with something, and cleaning up these troublesome players was just a side effect.

Such heartfelt contempt, even more unbearable than contempt itself, is the act of ignoring it.

Before he could say anything more, the figure teleported away once again.

He left behind a pitch-black sphere, surrounded by a ring of distorted gravitational lenses that bent the light passing through it, like a black mass encased in a glass sphere.

This is a man-made black hole, formed by violently collapsing gravitational waves.

The boy's expression changed drastically the next moment. The three-headed dog's two heads were locked together, and several of its thick, sharp teeth broke off.

The black hole began to expand rapidly.

Two kilometers away, Lin Bo appeared beside his still-shaken teammates.

The massive black hole expands in the distance, its event horizon swallowing everything in its path. All the soil, vegetation, and atmosphere swirl and fall toward the black hole. The accretion disk of matter moves rapidly, rubs against each other, and begins to melt and heat up, becoming increasingly hot and bright.

The monk's companions were just as dumbfounded as the viewers of the live stream on the online forum.

"Hands...hands rubbing a black hole?!"

"When did you guys from the crossover website ascend to the immortal realm? Nobody even notified me!"

"Don't panic, those in front, because I've been left behind too (tears)."

"Luckily I slept in today and didn't do anything stupid by running into this battlefield. Brothers, sleeping in was the right thing to do!"

"Legendary players have all become just another face in the road."

"To be more precise, the gap between a seasoned legend and a novice legend is greater than the gap between level 1 and level 20 (bitterly)."

Lin Bo waved his finger in front of his companions, signaling them to come back to their senses.

The female orc manually pushed her drooping chin back into place. "Brother Mage, what are your plans?"

The other teammates looked at Lin Bo with eyes burning with the passion of lovers, surrounding him without saying a word.

"I'll take you to rejoin the main force. Don't go any closer to this landmass after that, and I might not be able to protect you. Hmm, I'll change the teleportation wormhole to two-way. If things get bad, retreat back to the Prime Material Plane immediately. If I die here, you'd better find a way to escape the instance."

"Brother Mage, we believe in you!" everyone said in unison.

Lin Bo simply nodded slightly in acknowledgment, "Thank you."

He waved and teleported away with everyone. The expanding black hole slowly collapsed, spewing out a huge amount of light and heat. The scattered shockwaves reshaped the terrain and landforms within a radius of hundreds of miles like a plowshare sweeping across the landmass. The jet streams from the two poles of the black hole tore open a huge hole that pierced through the landmass.

(End of this chapter)