Survival for All: I can deconstruct projections and synthesize everything.

The atmosphere inside the Allied camp was so heavy it was almost palpable.

The Sun Ancestor sat in the center of the main tent, his body surrounded by the blazing sun's power, which resembled a volcano about to erupt, distorting and deforming the surrounding air.

Below him, eight seventh-tier experts sat on either side, each with a rather grim expression.

"It's been half a month."

The voice of the Old Ancestor of Blazing Sun was deep and hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing against rock.

"In just half a month, we lost two Tier 6 fighters and over three hundred Tier 5 fighters. Four supply depots were destroyed, and our patrol teams are losing members every day. And that damned Eternal Alliance hasn't even given us a single decent head-on battle."

An old man in black robes sitting on the left sneered: "Those guys are like rats, hiding in the divine kingdom and not daring to come out. They only know how to harass others with these despicable means."

"In my opinion, we should just launch a direct attack and crush them with overwhelming force!"

"storm?"

A seventh-level female on the opposite side sneered. She was surrounded by ice crystal rules, and every word she spoke caused fine frost flowers to condense in the air.

"Are you out of your mind? Look at that divine barrier with your own eyes. Is it something you can force your way through? The lesson of the Lord of Darkness is still fresh in our minds. Do you want to go and join him?"

"you--"

"That's enough!"

The Old Ancestor of Blazing Sun shouted, interrupting the argument that was about to erupt.

"We're all in this together now, what's the point of arguing? The key now is how to force them to come out and fight head-on."

Just then, a commotion suddenly broke out outside the tent.

A sixth-rank commander stumbled into the tent, his face as pale as a corpse.

"Ancestor, something terrible has happened! The Eternal Alliance... they've attacked!"

The Old Ancestor of Blazing Sun suddenly stood up, a look of disbelief flashing in his eyes, which then turned into wild joy.

"So you've finally decided to come out?"

He strode out of the tent, followed closely by eight seventh-rank soldiers.

On the east side of the camp, along the border of the Eternal Alliance, more than twenty figures were lined up in a row.

Leading the group was Zhuge Duo, whose Destiny Robe fluttered in the night wind, and the threads of Destiny around her body spread outwards like a golden spider web.

Standing on her left and right sides were Xingyan, Yunxi, and Lüqiao.

Behind the four were Zhao Da, Poposha, Marykis, Sikong Xinyou, Uther, and several other sixth-tier individuals, as well as ten fifth-tier elites.

There were only twenty-odd people facing an allied army of tens of thousands.

But there was not a trace of fear in their eyes.

The Old Ancestor of Blazing Sun hovered in mid-air, his gaze sweeping over the opposing lineup, a mocking smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"One seventh-tier, two... three? Four seventh-tier?!"

His smile froze on his face.

Those four figures, radiating seventh-order energy, were none other than—

Zhuge Duo, destiny.

Stars, prophecy.

Yunxi, the work of creation.

Lüqiao, the Berserker.

Four seventh-ranked individuals.

Intelligence from half a month ago indicated that the Eternal Alliance only had three seventh-tier members: Lin Xiao, Zhuge Duo, and Xing Yan.

Yun Xi was only at the sixth level, and Lü Qiao was not even considered a strong person at the sixth level.

Now, they've all actually broken through?

The Fiery Sun Ancestor's pupils contracted slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.

So what if there are four seventh-tier players?

On their side, there are nine seventh-rank individuals.

An absolute numerical advantage is enough to crush everything.

"Zhuge Duo, right?"

The Old Ancestor of Blazing Sun spoke slowly, his voice booming across the battlefield like thunder under the power of the rules.

"Where is your alliance leader? Too afraid to come out, he sends you shrimp soldiers and crab generals to your deaths?"

Zhuge Duo smiled slightly, the threads of fate swirling into a small vortex at her fingertips.

"There's no need for the alliance leader to intervene in dealing with you."

She took a step forward, and the rules of destiny around her suddenly erupted.

"Today is the day we, the Eternal Alliance, settle accounts with you rabble!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a battle erupted in the void.

The Old Ancestor of Blazing Sun snorted coldly, waved his right hand, and a blazing sun with a diameter of ten thousand meters condensed and took shape above his head, radiating a high temperature that was enough to melt everything.

"Scorching Sun, Burning the Sky!"

The blazing sun, like a real sun, crashed down on Zhuge Duo.

Zhuge Duo did not dodge.

She raised her right hand, and in an instant, the threads of fate wove into a vast net, firmly trapping the blazing sun.

"Fate Takes a Turn!"

The sun's trajectory suddenly changed, grazing past Zhuge Duo's body and creating a spatial rift in the void behind her.

But just then, two figures attacked from the side.

Those were two seventh-tier soldiers from the allied forces—an old man in black robes, surrounded by corrosive rules, and a burly man in golden armor, wielding a giant sword the size of a door panel, its blade flowing with sharp rules.

The two worked together seamlessly, one from the left and the other from the right, blocking all of Zhuge Duo's escape routes.

Zhuge Duo remained calm.

Because her reinforcements have arrived.

"The prophecy is already set!"

Xingyan's voice rang out in the void, and the black-robed old man's figure suddenly froze, as if bound by invisible chains.

"Creation and Rebirth!"

Yunxi raised her hand and pointed, and a beam of emerald green light entered Zhuge Duo's body.

Zhuge Duo felt a lightness all over her body, and the power of the rules within her body surged as if boiling.

Lu Qiao roared, his blood energy surging, and he transformed into a streak of red light, wielding his halberd as he rammed head-on into the golden-armored giant.

boom--!

The giant sword of the golden-armored strongman clashed with Lü Qiao's halberd, unleashing a deafening roar.

Both of them were sent flying backward at the same time, but they regained their balance and charged at each other again.

The battlefield was divided into several battle zones.

Zhuge Duo fought alone against the Blazing Sun Ancestor. The rules of fate and the rules of the Blazing Sun clashed wildly, and each clash left fine cracks in the void.

Xingyan and the black-robed old man were locked in a war of attrition. Although the rules of prophecy were unpredictable, they did not have an advantage in a head-on confrontation. He needed to constantly use prophecy to predict the opponent's attacks in order to barely maintain a stalemate.

Yunxi was surrounded and attacked by two seventh-tier opponents.

No, it was two seventh-tier beings who were attacked by her.

The rules of creation displayed astonishing power in her hands. The power of those rules, which were originally used to heal wounds and revitalize life, now transformed into countless vines, thorns, and roots, tightly binding the two seventh-level beings.

The battle between Lü Qiao and the golden-armored strongman was the most intense. The Berserker Rules made him stronger with each fight; every injury he sustained transformed into power, and every collision ignited an even stronger fighting spirit.

Although the golden-armored strongman was slightly stronger, he was forced to restrain himself by Lü Qiao's reckless fighting style.

On the outer perimeter, Zhao Da, Poposha, Marikis, Sikong Xinyou, and others were leading ten fifth-tier elites in a chaotic battle against the allied forces' sixth-tier and fifth-tier armies.

Zhao Da's thousands of flying swords weaved through the battlefield like dragons, each sweeping across taking the lives of several enemies.

Although he had not broken through to the seventh rank, he was already nearly invincible among the sixth rank. Even when the three sixth-rank allied forces joined forces to besiege him, he forced them to retreat step by step.

PPSh's mechs displayed astonishing power on this battlefield.

He upgraded the mecha again at some point, and now the mecha can not only fire energy cannons, but also transform into various weapons in close combat.

A sixth-tier warrior attempted close combat but had half his body shattered by a single punch.

The mists of Marikis spread silently across the battlefield.

Those enemies who were caught in the fog began to kill each other, some stood still like puppets, and some suddenly knelt down and cried out the names of their dead relatives.

Her rules were so bizarre that the Allied forces didn't even dare to send anyone to hunt her down, and could only let her roam freely across the battlefield.

Sikong Xinyou stood at the back, his hands constantly forming hand seals, and talismans flew out from his hands. Some turned into defensive barriers to protect his own members, while others turned into offensive talismans to bombard the enemy.

His divination talent also played an amazing role in this chaotic battle, always able to predict the enemy's movements in advance and provide the most timely support for his side.

Uther's holy light shone exceptionally brightly on the battlefield. Each punch he unleashed brought forth a burst of golden light, and those enemies corrupted by the dark rules were as fragile as paper before him.

Although he had not broken through to the seventh rank, the natural restraint of the Holy Light rule on the rules of darkness and corruption made it as easy for him to deal with the allied forces' enemies who favored the dark rules.

The battle lasted for a full hour.

When the Old Ancestor Lieyang finally forced Zhuge Duo to retreat, his face was terribly gloomy as he looked around the battlefield.

On the allied side, five sixth-tier soldiers have already been lost, and countless fifth-tier soldiers have been killed or wounded.

On the Eternal Alliance side, apart from a few fifth-tier elites who suffered minor injuries, none of their core combat forces fell.

What alarmed him even more was that the four seventh-tier warriors actually grew stronger with each battle.

Zhuge Duo's fate was becoming increasingly bizarre, and each attack made him feel inexplicably threatened.

Xingyan's prophetic rules seemed to be able to see through all his intentions, and every move he made was predicted in advance.

Yunxi became increasingly adept at using the rules of creation, and the power of those vines and thorns was far greater than when the battle began.

As for Lü Qiao, he grew increasingly ferocious and powerful with each battle. The golden-armored giant was already covered in wounds, while Lü Qiao, though equally scarred, possessed a bloodlust that burned like an inextinguishable flame.

"withdraw!"

The Old Ancestor Lieyang gritted his teeth and gave the order.

If the fighting continues, their losses will only increase.

The remnants of the allied forces retreated like a receding tide, leaving behind corpses and tattered tents.

The Eternal Alliance did not pursue them.

Zhuge Duo watched the departing allied forces, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"withdraw troops."

She gave the order softly.

At the top of the tower, Lin Xiao withdrew his gaze, a satisfied smile appearing on his lips.

That was a good fight.

Although no seventh-tier fighters were killed, the Eternal Alliance's strength has been fully demonstrated.

Four seventh-tier fighters and several sixth-tier fighters worked together seamlessly, their fighting spirit high.

more importantly--

Lin Xiao's gaze fell on those core members.

Zhao Da is just one step away from the seventh rank.

PPSh also reached the threshold of the seventh level.

Marykis's rules are too bizarre, and the opportunity for promotion is hard to predict, but Lin Xiao can sense that she is close to being promoted as well.

Sikong Xinyou, with his S-rank talent, had been stuck at the sixth rank for too long. This battle gave him a direction for a breakthrough.

Uther's unique attribute of the Holy Light rules allows him to have a far greater understanding of the rules than ordinary people, and he is not far from reaching the seventh rank.

Nelly, although she has only recovered to level five so far, her luck talent played an amazing role in this battle, providing luck buffs to everyone.

"Soon."

Lin Xiao murmured to herself.

"It won't be long before you're all promoted."

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Inside the main tent of the Allied forces camp.

The face of the Old Ancestor of Blazing Sun was terribly gloomy.

"Five seventh-rank individuals."

His voice was as hoarse as sandpaper.

"Just two weeks ago there were only three, now there are five. If this continues, will they have a sixth, a seventh, or even an eighth place?"

The tent was deathly silent.

No one dared to answer that question.

Because they all know that the answer to this question is the one they least want to face.

The Old Ancestor of Blazing Sun remained silent for a long time.

Then, he slowly stood up and glanced at the eight seventh-rank beings inside the tent.

"We can't delay any longer."

His voice was deep and firm.

"Launching the final offensive in three days."

"At that time, all nine of us will make a move and do our best to kill those four seventh-level opponents."

"Once they are dead, the remaining sixth and fifth tiers are nothing but clay chickens and earthen dogs."

"As for Lin Xiao—"

He paused, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes.

"If he really makes a move, then the nine of us will join forces to deal with him! I really don't believe that a junior survivor who just broke through to the seventh rank could have much ability!"

The eight people exchanged glances, all seeing the resolute determination in each other's eyes.

All-out offensive.

It was scheduled for three days later.