From Blood Mage to Styx Ancestor

Chapter 405 Backup Hidden Energy, Activated

The moment the temperature suddenly rose, Mordi and the Lord of Evolution sensed that something terrible was about to happen.

"Energy frenzy... Oh no, He's going to use that move."

Once he understood the plans of the Molten Iron Planet, Modi's expression turned sour. He flashed onto the giant eye, grabbed the gun handle, drew his spear, and prepared to escape the blast radius of the Molten Iron Planet.

That's right, the explosion. This was his final killing move, and it's the kind of tactic most people would use when facing a desperate situation.

Injuring the enemy by a thousand will result in the loss of everything you have. The advantage is that the enemy will gain nothing, and you might even drag them down with you.

This is basically an essential skill for superhumans, although the form may vary... But because of its widespread use, even those who have risen to the level of demon gods have anti-self-destruction methods.

It can defuse bombs in emergencies to prevent spontaneous detonation and thus minimize losses. However, in the current situation... well, there are many kinds of emergencies, and this is not an ordinary emergency, but one that Mordy cannot handle.

He could defuse the self-destruction of ordinary demon gods, but this one was enormous. Even if he could defuse it, it would take forever, by which time it would have been blown into countless interstellar dust.

So... "Either run away gracefully, or find another way."

After pondering for a moment, looking down at the increasingly turbulent ocean of liquid iron, Modi realized that he might have another option.

Although this idea came to him on a whim and had not been tested in practice, it was the only way he could deal with the current situation.

"Just go for it, there's no other solution anyway."

He made up his mind, drew the Yuan Tu A Bi twin swords, but instead of launching an attack, he guided something unknown towards the molten iron planet.

At the same time, the process of the molten iron planet's self-destruction gradually began.

Light burst forth from the depths of the star's core, engulfing everything in its path from within.

On the planet's surface, the roaring, churning ocean of liquid iron grew ever brighter and more frenzied.

A series of light spots emerged from the depths of the earth, desperately absorbing the energy from their surroundings to generate a beam of light that shot straight into outer space.

Once it gets there, it can escape the gravitational field of the molten iron planet, and then escape the blast radius with just one space jump.

As they approached their destination, the Lord of Evolution sensed a familiar figure standing at the edge. On a whim, he veered sharply, as if struck by a mirror, and rushed toward the figure.

"It's about to explode, what are you still doing here? Waiting to watch the fireworks?"

"No, I'm conducting a small experiment," Mordy said, sweating profusely.

His face was flushed red, and hot blood mist was constantly emanating from his body, as if he had been steamed. Someone who didn't know better might think he was roasting pig brains.

This is a manifestation of the use of a large amount of computing power for complex calculations. Although most of the calculations are shared by the Blood Sea, a portion still falls on his body.

Countless complex formulas formed streams of data that flowed through his pupils, covering his entire field of vision.

At this very moment, he was racking his brains to make the final calculations.

"It'll be soon, it'll be soon, it'll be almost here..."

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Brain, get moving!

The liquid iron ocean was extremely hot; the originally fiery red surface was now completely covered by a blinding white light, indicating that the molten iron planet was about to come to an end.

From the start of the process to the impending explosion, only a few seconds have passed.

Modi only had a few seconds to think and calculate, but that was enough for him.

"Model import complete, Yuan Tu A Bi is ready, now I will succeed on the first try."

As the energy fluctuations reached their peak, a pure red light suddenly emerged on the planet, which was completely covered in white, and flew away from Modi and his companion.

"That's the Apocalypse Forerunner, he's trying to escape!" The Lord of Evolution saw through the true nature of the red light at a glance and revealed the purpose of the sleeve in one sentence.

"Stop Him!" It was about to make a move, but was stopped by Modi.

"No need, let him go."

He gazed at the empty void, deliberately dispelling the sword light from his twin swords, and slowly exited the roasted brain state.

Just as he had predicted, his idea came true.

The Molten Iron Planet did not self-destruct, or rather, the explosion was buried by time, and even the traces and memories related to it do not exist in the minds of the two parties involved.

The Lord of Evolution forgot about the explosion, and the Molten Iron Planet forgot that it had self-destructed once. The latter only remembered that it paid a huge price to escape from the warp.

But the explosion did indeed happen, hidden in another timeline that was severed.

Only Mordy remembers what happened, since he was the one who caused it all.

"Why let him go?" The features manifested on the sphere of light of the Lord of Evolution frowned, puzzled by his decision. "We had already defeated Him, but now we've given Him a chance to escape from the warp."

"Don't worry, everything is going according to plan," Mordy said calmly. "It may seem like He is trying His best to escape the warp, but in reality, He is bringing destruction out with Him."

"When He reunites with His companions, the real show will begin."

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"Fine, this is ultimately your business, I'll listen to you."

The Lord of Evolution shrugged and decided to leave the matter alone.

"Do you need me to help you with the rest of the trouble?" It looked towards the other side of the battlefield.

Once the strongest of the invaders, the Doomsday Herald, is dealt with, the rest are no threat at all.

They were already suppressed by the warp and surrounded by an equal number of Death Gods, so they were exhausted and their defeat was only a matter of time.

As long as the Four Divine Gods intervene, everything will be alright.

Now, the four of them have indeed freed up their hands and are about to deal with the remaining enemies.

"No need, and thank you for what you just said."

"No need to be so polite. This is something written into my program, and my creator would surely be happy to see you continue to rise."

"Your creator... never mind, now is not the time to dwell on it."

Modi wanted to ask more questions, but the three gods were urging him to log in and launch a fierce attack in the public channel, so he had no choice but to focus on the annihilation operation first.

"Come, let's fight! My sword, and my spear, I can't resist drawing them too!"

Normally, demons would test each other before engaging in battle, but he was different; he preferred to unleash a final spiral attack upon meeting.

Only those who can withstand the pressure can force him to use his second move—more terminal spirals.

Although this thing sounds like the name of an ultimate skill, and it does have the effect of an ultimate skill, it's just like Ogana's Whale-Slaying Fist basic attack.

Similarly, he also liked to use this trick to repeat a grade.

Its consumption is negligible for his massive blood sea body, but its power is the strongest of all his killing moves.

The crimson spiral beam of light flashed frequently in the subspace, each shot signifying the fall or serious injury of a demon god.

"He defeated the Doomsday Herald, the war on the way is over, we've lost, let's execute the backup plan."

The Lord of Steel sighed, knowing full well that at this moment, no one could stop the slaughter of the heavens.

Slaughtering Heaven not only won a victory, but also took a big step forward on its path, becoming stronger than before the battle.

The strong remain strong. The battles between demons and gods are so cruel that the victor shatters the throne of the loser and tears a piece from its path to nourish himself, thus becoming even stronger.

Killing Heaven is a prime example. Even after defeating the Molten Iron Planet and letting some of the enemies escape, he still managed to reap considerable benefits from their path.

At this moment, his power surpassed that of any previous time, becoming stronger and more terrifying than before the war began.

Looking at the mechanical gods, they were suppressed at every turn and were much weaker than usual. How could they possibly be a match for this powerful figure who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere?

Therefore, the Lord of Steel acted decisively and adopted the so-called backup plan.

The plan is simple: concentrate your efforts on one point, and then... self-destruct to create a path to the outside world.

For them, success is simply giving away a part of themselves.

As for how to drag their crippled bodies to participate in subsequent battles, that was not something they should think about, because they had not even considered continuing to fight.

"Everyone, proceed to the target area and self-destruct," the Steel Lord calmly ordered.

A mechanical god asked innocently, "Huh? Do I have to explode too?"

"Yes," He affirmed, "If we explode together, we can definitely blast a passage."

The reduced size after their self-destruction allowed them to escape the subspace through the passage.

With no one objecting to the order, the remaining mechanical gods fought and retreated, quickly gathering in the vicinity of the same area.

Unlike their disheveled state, the Demon God of Death's side was in high spirits and relentlessly pursued them.

They surrounded the mechanical gods; some were eyeing them covetously, trying to obtain further supplies from their enemies, while others were more cautious and dared not rush forward.

Modi belonged to the latter group. He did not become careless because of the enemy's sudden retreat and stood shoulder to shoulder with his comrades.

Then they fired one Terminal Spiral after another from afar.

The crimson spiral beam of light killed another person, which dispelled the mechanical god's last bit of hesitation.

The strange phenomena emanated from them; although not as powerful as the molten iron planet, their combined impact was still considerable.

Some of the Death Gods who had ventured too far into danger had a sudden change in expression, but they were pulled back by their companions in time before they were affected by the tide of energy.

"This trick again?" Modi frowned deeply. He now seriously suspected that every single one of these mechanical gods was a bomb maniac.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be so enthusiastic and accustomed to self-destruction.

The astonishing energy reaction lasted only a moment, before being released instantly after reaching its peak, unleashing a massive catastrophe.

Even with Modi's computing power, it would be impossible to stop them from self-destructing here in such a short time using the same method as before.

"Hmm, there are too many variables, and it's impossible to complete the calculation in such a short time... Oh well, let's just let them off the hook. Anyway, the final battle should be coming to an end soon."

After thinking about it, he simply gave up on the plan.

The main event of the catastrophe did not last long, but its effects continue to unfold.

A massive void was blasted open, leading to the material world beyond the subspace on the other side.

The raging warp storm roared outwards, its destination unknown, and the number of lives it would corrupt was also unknown.

"They have escaped," said the usurper.

"I'm not blind, I can see it." Modi's expression remained unchanged. "Releasing them is fine, they have no impact on the battle anymore."

"That's true," the tampered heaven nodded, then looked at the empty hole with a headache. "It will probably take a lot of time to repair this thing."

"Why repair it?" Blissful Heaven's eyes lit up as he offered a different perspective. "It would be better to keep it; we can still use this window to see the changes in the outside world."

"I agree," the eccentric tyrant nodded in satisfaction upon hearing the word "change," "Let's keep it then."

Modi had no time to deal with this matter. He raised his hand and opened a portal leading to the outside of the Dead Wall, ready to lead them out in single file.

"Let's leave this matter aside for now and head to the other side to meet up with the Deathbird."

After saying that, he took a step back and returned to the vicinity of the hyperspace passage exit outside the dead wall.

After determining the location, he unleashed the Unchanging End Spear and hurled it forward with great force.

A crimson spiral pierced through deep space, opening up a hyperspace route while pushing its speed to the limit.

"Keep up."

Without delay, Mordy followed closely behind and jumped into the hyperspace channel.

One figure after another entered the shipping lane, heading to the battlefield beyond the Wall of Death.

On the other side, on the front lines of the Dead Wall, the war is not yet over.

The Deathbird swung its spear, piercing through the body of a mechanical god.

The circuit broke, and various mechanical parts flew out. Electric sparks wrapped around the spear, forming an electric current that spread upwards.

The spiritual fire ignited, blocking the upward path of the electric current, and then took over, engulfing the entire body of the mechanical god.

"Another one."

The Deathbird exhaled a breath of spiritual fire, shook its skeletal bird head, and its spiritual fire eye flickered eerily.

"I wonder how things are on the other side."

Turning his head, he stared directly at the machine engulfed by the spiritual fire. The electronic eyes of the machine were still flashing red, indicating that it had not yet completely entered death.

"Let me give you a ride... huh?"

The mechanical god, burning with spiritual fire, suddenly stood up, its only remaining mechanical arm gripping the sleeve's neck tightly, the red light in its electronic eyes particularly dazzling.

"Activate backup hidden energy"

"Hidden energy source? Did I tell you to activate it?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the Deathbird used its Spirit Fire Spear to smash the mechanical god to pieces, giving it no time to activate its backup hidden energy.

"I've seen too many people like you, each thinking they can escape by self-destructing, but do you really think I have no other options?"

The Deathbird shook its head again. "You know my methods best."

After one mechanical god perished, the Deathbird relentlessly sought another opponent, repeating this cycle until it was covered in wounds and its power was no longer what it once was.

With the war having progressed to this point, neither the mechanical gods nor the demons of death are in a good position.

The leader of this Death God, in particular, has suffered the most concentrated attacks. Whether it is a massive fleet or mechanical gods, they have all been intentionally or unintentionally pouring firepower on Him, and this is still the case now.