MMORPG: War God, You are Invincible Again-Chapter 1406 - 1: Invasion of the Hanqiu Mountain Realm

Chapter 1406: Chapter 1: Invasion of the Hanqiu Mountain Realm

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Amidst the boundless Hanqiu Mountain Realm, gray mist hung in the air. Realm Master Fu Sang stood atop the massive throne that appeared at the center of the Hanqiu Mountain Realm, gazing down upon the entire realm with cold and crazed eyes.

"My slumbering subjects, the time has finally come for you to awaken. Rise! Fight for Taichu, kill all living things, rise for Taichu!"

Fu Sang slowly raised his arms, gray divine light emerging from his palms. As his palms joined, the divine light burst forth, transforming into a halo that rapidly spread outward.

Wherever the halo swept across mountains, rivers, and vegetation, disturbances emerged.

Countless undead sleeping underground gathered their skeletal forms and broke through the earth. Initially, the translucent souls were only adorned with a few bones, but as time passed, the white bones fully enveloped the souls, like armor and also like a vessel for the dead souls.

Of course, these souls that revived first were the weakest, their strength approximating that of a Third Transformation master.

Stronger undead required more time to awaken, with harder bone armor to gather, presenting an opportunity the Territorial Demons sought to exploit.

Watching these resurrected beings emerge one by one from the ground, Fu Sang was immensely satisfied, then turned to look at the twelve Main Gods imprisoned beneath the throne.

Previously, before falling into slumber, the Taichu Evil Thought had imprinted upon the souls of these twelve Main Gods. As long as the imprint remained, the twelve would be momentarily dazed, albeit briefly, but these precious seconds could determine the outcome of the battle.

Fu Sang had captured these twelve Main Gods.

However, suppressing these twelve Main Gods came at a great cost for Fu Sang. Without suppressing the twelve Main Gods, no less than ninety percent of the initially resurrected undead would have revived, with only those ancient heavenly realm souls on par with Main Gods struggling to awaken in the first instance. All others would have long since risen.

But because of the need to suppress the twelve Main Gods, the awakening of higher-level undead was significantly delayed.

Moreover, the twelve Main Gods constantly resisted Fu Sang’s suppression, further delaying the full awakening of the undead.

Fu Sang surveyed the area with a smile: "You all have been imprinted by the Taichu Supreme, destined to be controlled by the Supreme for life. Why not directly pledge loyalty to the Supreme? Perhaps upon the Supreme’s rebirth, you may retain a sliver of awareness, to live a second life in a new world that the Supreme may discover, an eternity of freedom."

Hearing Fu Sang’s persuasion, the God of War was the first to speak, sneering coldly: "You damned creature, aren’t you just a shard of the Taichu Evil Thought? Stop pretending to be grandiose, what crap ’Supreme.’ You deserve to die! You toy with the world, and retribution will catch up to you sooner or later!"

"Retribution?!" Fu Sang nearly laughed aloud: "I am the heavens of this world, the Supreme is everything of this world. Who could deliver retribution upon him? Who could punish the Supreme? Ha, you obstinate fools, watch well as you see my undead army obliterate everything, revive the Supreme."

Having spoken, Fu Sang no longer focused on the gods, instead calmly observing the horizon: "Go, my undead army, eradicate everything, destroy it all for the will of the Supreme, slaughter!"

As Fu Sang finished speaking, countless bone undead let out roars, Bone Blades and Bone Shields manifested, and an endless ocean of the undead surged toward the world beyond the Dark Continent Hanqiu Mountain Realm.

The dense undead army poured out from the Hanqiu Mountain Realm, amassing at the outward borders of the realm.

The reason they hadn’t gone out directly was simple—those who revived first were roughly at the Third Transformation Level, lacking the ability to traverse dimensions, thus unable to leave the Hanqiu Mountain Realm. Therefore...Fu Sang’s previous words were just posturing, nothing more.

The endless skeleton soldiers stood still, having lost direction in their advance, waiting in silence at their original position.

So it was that a month later, a massive palm slammed down on the borders of the Hanqiu Mountain Realm.

Instantly, thousands of bone soldiers were shattered by the colossal demon hand, the next moment, sweeping across a vast tract, Archimonde was the first to step onto the land of the Hanqiu Mountain Realm.

Archimonde’s arrival also galvanized the aimless skeleton soldiers, who charged madly at him.

Yet, Archimonde, whose strength approached that of a Main God, dealt with these ordinary soldiers as easily as swatting a mosquito.

The massive Archimonde exuded waves of demon fire, even a speck landing on a bone soldier was enough to incinerate the soldier entirely.

Subsequently, a gigantic Wolf Fang Club descended from the sky, crashing onto the earth, and with a horrific impact erupting, a thousand miles shattered, countless bone soldiers were crushed into powder.

Liesuotus arrived as well, pulling the embedded Wolf Fang Club from the ground, hoisting it onto his shoulder, and with a grin, surveying the seemingly endless bone soldiers: "Minions, your feast has arrived!"

As Liesuotus’s voice fell, a Demon Fire Bridge stretched across the horizon, heavily landing on the land of the Hanqiu Mountain Realm. Countless Territorial Demons surged forth from the vast Demon Fire Bridge, issuing furious roars as they charged toward the bone soldiers.

Seeing this endless sea of territorial demons seemed to awaken the ferocity in the bone soldiers as well, unleashing similarly frenzied roars as they charged back.

Lu Hong stood in the firmament, looking down on the war unfolding on the ground, the green demonic flood clashing heavily with the white bone tide.

Initially, the green demon tide occupied only a small piece of the Hanqiu Mountain Realm, but with the ongoing slaughter, the territorial demons broke through the bone soldiers’ encirclement, continuously flooding from the Demon Bridge, forcing the bone soldiers to retreat. No, describing it as retreating isn’t accurate because none of the bone soldiers retreated; they had only two choices—advance or die.

Since the territorial demons set foot on the Hanqiu Mountain Realm’s land, the war hadn’t stopped for a moment. Endless bone soldiers swarmed in from all directions of the Hanqiu Mountain Realm, and countless more emerged from underground, joining the fray.

Bone soldiers required no rest, but territorial demons, despite their strength, grew tired and weary.

Therefore, after nine days and nights of continuous fighting, the territorial demons finally secured a thousand-mile territory, erecting a defensive line to fend off the bone army’s assault and began rotating the Demon Army for rest.

Soldiers descending from the Demon Bridge replaced those who had battled exhaustively.

The demons withdrawing from the frontlines not only regained their strength but also devoured and absorbed the souls they had slain, enhancing their power and level.

Within a mere ten days, more than one-fifth of the territorial demons had advanced a level. If the slaughter continued at this pace, all territorial demons would ascend a tier in power.

Of course, these were merely the lowest-tier bone soldiers, their Power of Soul limited. When stronger bone soldiers appeared, the enhancement they could provide the territorial demons would be even more substantial and immense. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

As for powerful high-tier demons like Archimonde and Liesuotus, they had no interest in devouring these lesser souls, as the gains were merely a drop in the ocean for them.

"What are our losses over these past days?" Archimonde asked Liesuotus while keeping an eye on the battlefield.

Lu Hong also descended between the two, looking at Liesuotus, awaiting his answer.

"Huh?"

Liesuotus seemed dumbfounded by the question: "Wha...what losses?"

Archimonde rolled his eyes in exasperation: "I’m talking about our casualties, the deaths and injuries of our soldiers."

"Why bother with that? Just keep fighting!" Liesuotus retorted robustly.

Frustrated, Archimonde slapped his forehead: "I shouldn’t have made you the legion commander!"

Liesuotus, dissatisfied, countered: "That’s not fair. I let you temporarily become the Demon Lord, yet I can’t be a legion commander? What, you want both the position of legion commander and Demon Lord? What does that leave for me? Archimonde, I warn you—don’t be too greedy!"