I Became the Progenitor Vampire Chapter 416 – Chapter 416: Chapter 418 (Anti–theft chapter, do not subscribe) Overbearing Dominance, Tearing the Evil God Apart (10,000

Chapter 416: Chapter 418 (Anti-theft chapter, do not subscribe) Overbearing Dominance, Tearing the Evil God Apart (10,000-word mega chapter)

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“Damn, is this NPC that handsome?”

“Trampling with iron hooves looks so cool.”

“But that merely relieved the temporary threat, we are still far from being saved.”

Although it was indeed heroic for tens of thousands of centaurs to trample fierce half-ratmen, a harsh reality was that there were as many as a million fierce half-ratmen, so these tens of thousands of centaurs couldn't cause any fatal damage.

In front of the city wall lay an enormous unbuilt area, sprawling and vast.

After Prince Anos led the Centaurs into this area, these Divine Servants gathered once again along the main road sides, but they were too late to react further as their retreat was cut off by the fierce half-ratmen.

The numerical advantage of the fierce half-ratmen became undoubtedly clear at this moment.

Although the Centaur Army trampled over 100,000 fierce half-ratmen on the main road, upon reaching the vast area in front of the city wall, the centaurs lost their most important asset–their momentum from the charge.

It was like a sharp dagger stuck into thick mud, still sharp but struggling to cut through the surrounding muck.

If this road stretched for a hundred kilometers, then everything ahead could have been crushed by the centaurs, but now the city wall, which originally protected them, became an obstacle that restricted them.

At the loss of their speed, the centaurs faced immense peril.

Especially with the Flying Half-ratmen, swarming like locusts, they covered the sky in a blink.

Within a few breaths, the camera in the official “Glory” livestream couldn't see Prince Anos's Centaur Army anymore.

The fierce half-ratmen, dense as ants, roared with a brutal bloodlust as they charged toward the Centaur Army.

Shred these damn centaurs!

The command to kill all life around echoed in their souls, making these fierce half-ratmen fearless of all danger.

They now personified death, brutality, and slaughter.

Although the war had its disturbances, the overall direction didn't change.

Prince Anos's sword was extremely sharp, each strike surely taking a life, but as the centaurs were tightly bound by the fierce half-ratmen, without room to gain momentum again, he couldn't issue another order to charge.

The situation reached a stalemate.

A moment later, Prince Anos decisively issued a command.

“Form a circular military formation with the archers in the center and the Centaur Heavy Armor Warriors as guards!”

Since there was no way to break back through, they decided to be nails firmly hammered into the heart of the fierce half-ratmen, reducing the pressure on their own defenses.

Viewers of the livestream couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh; it seemed inevitable that Anos City would fall.

The disparity between the strengths of the two sides was too great. Prince Anos's actions might delay time, but it was just a slow crawl to death.

The live chat was filled with rapid messages.

“This is really the end, I originally thought that in the last moments the Centaur Army might make a difference, but it seems like a futile struggle now.”

“A player's main city just falling like this? Ah, these monsters of the Ancient factions are simply too many … under such circumstances, only an Extraordinary might save the city.”

“Extraordinary coming? Whoever said that must know nothing. What level of power is that? The entire southern province has only one Extraordinary in Green City, and they must stay to defend it. Why would they come to Anos City?

I say it's better to run early. That stupid prince is also not smart, still thinking about turning the tables in this situation? As if he could …”

“Right, and even if an Extraordinary could come, it would be useless. Didn't you see most of the city below is filled with servants of the Ancient Evil God? I don't believe anything could kill these millions of fierce half-ratmen …”

Viewers were incredibly pessimistic, and even those who still held a glimmer of hope found it hard to imagine any chance of Anos City turning the tables.

The fall of Anos City was imminent.

Outside Anos City, many natives, after viewing the battle situation in Anos City through magic, had very solemn expressions.

Unlike the players, this land was where they had grown up; if Anos City was conquered, did it mean that the other cities would also face the threat of the Ancient Evil God?

For players, losing the main city might hurt for a moment, and they could thrive elsewhere easily, but it was not so simple for the natives; this was their home.

“Duke, the Fierce Half-Ratmen have already conquered most areas of Anos City, only the last Life Goddess temple remains unseized.

Once the last temple falls, those Lost Plane adventurers will lose their place of rebirth, and Anos City will completely fall.”

In the duke's manor in the center of Green City, Duke O'Kelly was reviewing documents in his study when the God of Nobles' bishop reported to him with a serious expression about the situation in Anos City.

“Once Anos City falls, as the largest city in the south, Green City will be directly exposed to the military front of Risier City's Evil God, Duke, we need to prepare early…”

Hearing this, Duke O'Kelly set down the documents in his hands and looked up with a grave expression at the bishop in front of his desk.

“If we send troops now to aid them, could we still help North City achieve victory in the war?”

The bishop shook his head, smiling bitterly, “Duke, whether at the start or now, we were never able to aid Anos City.”

“Oh?” Duke O'Kelly raised an eyebrow, “Having one more city to hold off the Evil God of Risier City might not be a bad thing…”

“That was the case previously, but the situation has changed…” The bishop's eyes were sharp, “Now you must have a significantly different view on the Lost Plane adventurers, right?”

More than different, it was a huge change.

Duke O'Kelly was swallowed up by thoughts of the city.

Anos City, solely relying on players, had withstood the assault of millions of Fierce Half-Ratmen for several days.

To the noble elites of Green City, this was absolutely heart-stopping.

How long had Anos City been established? Merely a year.

And how long had the Lost Plane adventurers been around? Barely more than a year.

Yet, this city, in existence for a year, with adventurers who appeared just a year ago, had the strength to resist the assault of millions of Divine Servants.

Moreover, the master of Anos City was once considered a royal waste, a prince born to a maid.

What did this represent? It indicated that the adventurers of the Lost Plane were a force with tremendous potential, and now their potential was beginning to be unleashed, no longer merely relying on the ability to resurrect endlessly.

The adventure of the Lost Plane had the power to change the war.

This was the greatest discovery of the nobles of Green City since the battle of Anos City erupted.

In the Main Plane of Glory, power is the only and eternal standard of judgment.

Since the Lost Plane adventurers now possessed considerable power, their treatment could no longer remain as it had been before.

Duke O'Kelly's eyes carried a hint of awe and wariness, and he nodded solemnly.

“Indeed, in this war the Lost Plane adventurers have played an undeniable role, but how does this relate to whether we support Anos City?”

“Duke, Anos City is referred to as their main city by those adventurers… in other words, they see Anos City as their home.

Moreover, the number of Lost Plane adventurers Anos City has attracted lately has already significantly surpassed the number of adventurers in Green City.

Previously, we considered them a burden and paid no attention, but now, if this continues to develop, the number of adventurers in Anos City will inevitably grow more.

This is a huge impact for Green City, as we also need their strength.”

“But now this sudden upsurge in war has clearly found us a breakthrough. If Anos City is conquered, those adventurers will have nowhere to go.

Then Green City will be their only destination.

Thus, whether we look at it from any perspective of interest, the only way for Green City to gain the maximum benefit is to hold our forces back.”

Duke O'Kelly was naturally no fool, having understood from the words of the bishop that from the beginning, there was an intention to let Anos City destroy itself; if the city was destroyed, it would be more beneficial for Green City.

As the highest ruler overseeing the southern provinces, Duke O'Kelly was not a man of indecision or excessive kindness, as mercy would not hold one's stance in this position.

“Dispatch troops to monitor near Anos City, meanwhile keep the entire city on alert to prevent the assault of the Evil God's servants on Green City, and as for Anos City… let it be.”

The bishop nodded, “Duke, you needn't take it to heart. The war has progressed to such a degree that even if we mobilized the entire city's strength to assist Anos City, we might still not win. More likely, we would suffer severe losses while Anos City falls.

Moreover, I suspect that the servants of the Ancient Evil God are holding back something, perhaps just waiting for us to make a move.

Anos City is doomed in this war. Not just our army, but even if Lord Rock, an Extraordinary, were to intervene, it would be futile.

At this stage of the battle, no one can save this city that is doomed to fall. No one has that strength.”

Duke O'Kelly sighed slightly upon hearing this, then picked up the document to review it once more.

The strategic location of the Red Moon Territory isn't important, and neither is Anos City, built atop it. It is at most a city established by a royal castoff.

Furthermore, a highly influential royal member had repeatedly hinted to him not to deploy troops. He had reasons not to send troops and wouldn't have won even if he did, so he could only remain silent.

“Go now, bring me news immediately, and prepare the contingency plans for after the fall of Anos City…”

“Yes, Duke.”

Although the players displayed astonishing combat strength, and Prince Anos, a noble from Green City whom the royalty greatly despised, was unexpectedly brave,

when news arrived of Prince Anos with his last Centaur Army charging into the Fierce Half-Ratmen only to be overwhelmed by countless Fierce Half-Ratmen, no one had any hope left for this war.

An Extraordinary going there would also be of no help.

“We can't hold on anymore!! Retreat, retreat to the defensive line behind!! Guild leader, come on, we can't hold this line!!”

A warrior player, after brutally beheading two Fierce Half-Ratmen, dragged a fellow player and retreated.

At the forefront, the assassin Zhao Yue, now wielding a delicately small crossbow, was furiously shooting the Fierce Half-Ratmen.

Assassins are very skilled with hidden weapons, such as dart shooters and crossbows suitable for assassination.

This area is a secondary sector held by the Crimson Moon. Relying on strong combat and excellent full Dwarf Equipment sets, these players were nailed down firmly here.

But players from several nearby streets had all been killed by the Fierce Half-Ratmen. Although strong, they couldn't hold out alone and had to retreat to the next street corner, using the prepared defensive positions to snipe at the Fierce Half-Ratmen.

“Everyone retreat to the next defensive position!! I'll cover our rear!”

Zhao Yue was unequivocal. The crossbow in her hand was one of the perfect tier Equipment made by Lide's weapons factory, killing these level 7 or 8 Fierce Half-Ratmen with deadly accuracy.

She alone was the core position of a marksman ADC, a very powerful supporting fire point.

As her words fell, the other players began to retreat rapidly, knowing Zhao Yue's capabilities; they did not hesitate.

After the Crimson Moon players left the line, the Fierce Half-Ratmen surged up like a tide.

Zhao Yue's expression was cold. Her crossbow, loaded with arrows could shoot thirty rounds, each round at an interval of only 0.3 seconds. Although the range was only about 100 blades, it was the deadliest weapon in this environment.

Whiz Whiz Whiz~

The trigger was furiously pulled, and those charging Fierce Half-Ratmen burst apart directly.

Zhao Yue alone significantly slowed down the assault pace of these Divine Servants. Fortunately, the Flying Half-Ratmen had all gone to hunt the Centaur Army, relieving a great deal of pressure on the players, otherwise she wouldn't have handled it so easily.

Less than 10 seconds into the intense combat, the arrows in her hands were already spent.

Catching the situation, a neatly made arrow cartridge flashed into her hand, and in less than three seconds, she reloaded, and arrows once again sprayed out.

Zhao Yue's gaze was cold, appearing irresistibly charming on the battlefield in her leather armor, but unfortunately, no one was around to witness this lethal allure.

After the fifth clip was depleted, Zhao Yue was mildly perturbed as she touched the crossbow in her hand, turning a blind eye to the carnage around.

This was the crossbow given to her by Lide, too bad that heartless capitalist was nowhere to be found now.

Now, facing the destruction of Crimson Moon, he still hadn't shown up…

A surge of resentment boiled in her heart.

“It's a pity, Anos City definitely can't be held this time. Even if Lide were here, faced with this situation, he probably could be of no help.”

“No one could withstand the millions of Fierce Half-Ratmen…”

“It's so frustrating, has everything we invested this past year been in vain?”

Zhao Yue took a deep breath, their resignation mixed with a hint of unwillingness as they stepped away, their irregular movement maintaining retreat speed while still managing to shoot backwards, their full figure combined with agile movements filled with stunning allure.

When all the players of Crimson Moon had retreated to the next position, many had already lost all hope.

The final street beneath their feet was all that was left before the Life Temple–if the temple fell, the resurrected players would lose their base, and then everything would turn to bubbles.

“It's over, it's really over this time, even the Destiny Hero, Prince Anos, is surrounded by the Fierce Half-Ratmen, there's no hope left for Anos City…”

“Sigh, I always say free stuff shouldn't be taken. I knew Anos City was in trouble the moment they were giving away land. It must be the game designers intentionally creating a monster siege, just to prevent players from freeloading. Damn these game designers, fuck them…”

“Should we give up? Continuing to fight just means dying one more time…”

“It's a definite loss, after fighting to this point, not even a Transcendent could save us, unless some Divine being suddenly appears and wipes out all these Fierce Half-Ratmen…”

“Divine being? Haha, are you dreaming?”

Despair permeated every player in Anos City.

At this point, almost no one believed Anos City could still hold.

The fall was inevitable; many players were already considering a strategic retreat…

Fickle hearts, sagging morale.

And in the official livestream of “Glory,” the cunning cameras were focused on the players discussing fervently, their words instantly sending the livestream viewers into an uproar.

“Can't blame them, holding up to this level is already quite remarkable. If you ask me, they might as well give up; why stubbornly defend this place and waste experience…”

“It's done, even gods can't help now…”

“Anos City has fallen, which city will be next? I'm now wondering if it's worth staying in Green City; at this rate, flattening Green City is just a likely event.”

The chat was overwhelmingly pessimistic, shattering the fantasies of any hopeful players.

The city's main support, Prince Anos and the Centaurs were trapped at the entrance of the city wall, facing the insane onslaught of hundreds of thousands of Fierce Half-Ratmen, annihilation was only a matter of time.

Moreover, they were cut off from escape.

With morale low and numbers dwindling, the remaining players were clearly overwhelmed by the fearlessly fierce Half-Ratmen.

Subsequent developments also followed everyone's expectations; Anos City continued to be slowly consumed, eventually leading to players fleeing out of the city, not even the native military governors could stop the rout.

The situation became clearer, the fall of Anos City was no longer suspenseful, especially when the Fierce Half-Ratmen attacked from the rear gates of Anos City, eventually surrounding both the Mage Tower and the Life Goddess Temple, signaling the war was nearing its end.

Under the relentless encroachment of the numerous Fierce Half-Ratmen, the territory controlled by the players was diminishing step by step.

But just as everyone thought the war was over, an anomaly arose.

The dense clouds in the sky plummeted down like collapsing mountains, a frightening aura that seemed like the Abyss Demon God tearing through space and climbing out onto the Main Plane spread everywhere.

Level eighteen storms whipped up tens of millions of tons of seawater crashing into the rocks, thundering mightily.

What was this??

Amidst everyone's confusion, the rolling clouds coalesced into a vortex, and suddenly a shadow appeared in the sky; then, as if drawn by something, the dark clouds surged downward.

The scene was like a doomsday myth from the mouth of a wandering bard; the entire sky's black clouds formed a vortex then continuously spiraled downwards, until eventually the massive vortex slowly descended into Anos City.

The viewers in the live room, upon seeing this awe-inspiring event, fell into a death-like silence for a long period, even the chat went quiet for a considerable time.

Only when the black cloud vortex dissipated and peace returned to the world did the online comments explode.

“What was that?? Fuck, why not zoom in?”

“Quick, let's see!!”

“Did something fall from the sky??”

The official livestream's camera, seeming to sense the audience's thoughts, instantly zoomed in and focused on what had descended from the clouds.

When the camera finally focused and everyone saw the being that caused the heavenly anomaly, they all gasped in shock.

“What the hell is that monster??”

“Too terrifying…”

“What a strong presence, look at those fierce half-rat men retreating, and even some are kneeling…”

In the clearing where the Centaur Army was besieged, a monster appeared before everyone's eyes. It was a towering five-blade tall creature, covered in disgusting tumors, resembling an enlarged version of a fierce half-rat man.

This monster was even uglier than the fierce half-rat men, but the aura it emitted made everyone's throat tighten.

Transcendent!!

Yes, it was the breath of Transcendence!

At this moment, not only were the players watching the livestream in an uproar, but the natives around Anos City who observed the scene through magic were also terrified.

Many immediately used magic to send the information about the Evil God's Transcendent back to Green City.

When Duke O'Kelly received this news, his heart was instantly filled with horror.

The thing he feared the most had finally happened.

The evil life in Risier City had shown the combat power he least wanted to see.

Transcendent.

This meant that Green City's greatest trump card, Lord Rock, an Extraordinary Mage, was no longer confidential, as their opponent now possessed combat power capable of contending with them.

Originally, he could maintain enough calmness within, but now he was truly panicked.

If Anos City were breached, would their next target be Green City?

And who could be sure that the evil forces in Risier City only had one Transcendent Existence, or worse, did they possess even greater power beyond Transcendent??

All of this was cloaked in a fatal veil.

“Bishop, has Lord Ilo sent any messages?”

The reporting bishop shook his head, “Sorry, Lord Ilo has not appeared since the battle of Risier City…”

“Keep a close watch on Anos City, I need to know everything about that evil Transcendent after it appears! Also, find Lord Ilo as soon as possible, Green City needs the protection of a true powerhouse!”

Players using gaming pods and helmets to watch the livestream were nearly scared out of their minds by that five-blade tall Transcendent half-rat man.

The aura it released struck directly at their souls.

Those who hadn't played “Glory” before experienced for the first time what soul-level suppression felt like.

It was as if someone had their arms around their neck and a rock pressing on their chest, making it extremely difficult for them to breathe.

“Transcendent?? Is this what Transcendent feels like? I was literally scared shitless…”

“Is this really just a game? How can that presence be so real?!”

“I couldn't even breathe the moment I saw that monster, mom, it's too terrifying…”

The chat in the livestream was overwhelmed by messages, everyone was extremely shocked by the sudden appearance of the Transcendent.

For many “Glory” players, it was their first close encounter with a Transcendent. The official livestream had brought everything about the Transcendent without any compromise.

Ordinary games use visuals, music, colors, and other external factors to induce fear, but the Transcendent of Glory just by standing there, without any action, made everyone feel weak.

The pressure it emitted wasn't something a game could simulate; it was the fear that lower-level beings feel when encountering higher-level beings, just like a mouse encountering a cat, naturally feeling terrified.

After the arrival of that Transcendent half-rat man, the aerial half-rat men and the fierce half-rat men originally covering the Centaur Army started to retreat frantically, revealing the Centaur Army in just a few breaths.

Only then could the players clearly see the scene through the livestream.

The Centaur Army formed a circular military formation, with the heavily armored centaurs on the outside and the centaurs wielding bows inside.

Around the perimeter of the formation, the bodies of fierce half-rat men had already piled up seven to eight blades high, the Centaurs even built a wall composed of the bodies of fierce half-rat men.

The terrifying Land of Death.

Of course, the number of Centaurs also dropped from over ten thousand to six thousand under the crazy siege of the Fierce Half-Ratmen.

The casualties were unspeakably heavy.

Now, the armor of Prince Anos, who had led the charge, was nearly shattered, covered densely with marks left by the Fierce Half-Ratmen.

This was an army almost in ruins.

But what was worse, this broken army had encountered an even more powerful enemy–Extraordinary Half-Ratmen.

Prince Anos felt the opponent's aura, mighty like that of an Abyssal Giant Beast, turned to look at the Centaur Army behind him, and already realized that there was no will left in him to survive.

The opponent had sent an Extraordinary… there was no hope left.

Bitterness overwhelmed his mouth, perhaps he would never return to the Nolan Capital to seek revenge in his lifetime.

“Lowly Centaurs, and that worthless life, I sense a familiar aura upon you… the damned New Sun God!”

Unexpectedly, the Extraordinary Half-Ratman did not immediately start the slaughter, but instead, coldly looked towards Prince Anos.

Ancient blasphemous language resounded through the sky.

“That despicable New Sun God snatched my Divine Artifact in Risier City and his Divine Country… this hatred will never perish, he will become my war trophy!”

Outside Anos City, many natives heard this tone and were instantly in an uproar, as many widened their eyes, watching the scene created by the Spellcasters, stuttering.

“This, this isn't just Extraordinary, it's the Evil God from inside Risier City!”

Hiss~

The crowd around gasped when they heard these words.

The Evil God?? That was a thousand times more terrifying than the Extraordinary.

“Are you sure??”

“His tone and the chilling evil speech are exactly like the Evil God from Risier City!! By the Creator God, it is the God of Plague himself who has come this time…”

It didn't take long for more than one native to confirm from the information spoken by the Extraordinary Half-Ratman that the perpetrator inside Risier City was indeed the God of Plague.

Although it was unclear why he had descended onto a Half-Ratman of only Extraordinary Level, everybody knew that after the arrival of this Evil God, the last spark of Anos City was extinguished.

Many people among the spectators had already begun to prepare to leave this place because once Anos City fell, no one could guarantee that the Evil God would not start a massacre.

The God of Plague looked indifferently at the Centaur Army before him, his eyes intently staring at Prince Anos.

He sensed the Bloodline of Bloodline upon him, an aura that he could never forget, that damned New Sun God!!!

The killing intent began to climb steadily; this body, forged at great cost into a 24th-level Extraordinary, contained immensely terrifying power.

He intended to slaughter these Centaurs alone, then extract the Vampire's soul for interrogation, to find traces of the New Sun God!

With killing intent surging and gaze as sharp as lightning, the body of the God of Plague, 5 blades tall, like a statue cast from copper water, suddenly erupted.

Within the space of a few blinks, he had crossed a distance of over a hundred blades and, watched by billions of viewers during the live broadcast, this 5-blade-tall monster charged directly into the Centaur Army, initiating a brutally sanguinary massacre.

Although the Centaurs wore Steel Armor forged by Dwarves, in the face of a 24-level Extraordinary, especially one bearing a portion of the soul power of the God of Plague, all their resistance at this moment proved futile.

The claws in the hands of the God of Plague were 1 blade long, and the long spears thrust by the Centaurs were snapped like wild grasses.

The spears that struck him were like poking an iron plate with a wooden stick, utterly incapable of breaching his defense.

The long-suppressed roar of the God of Plague now completely spilled over onto the Centaurs.

His body, like the most ferocious Hulk, rampaged and killed through the Centaur Army, shredding all who dared to block his path.

Blood and limbs flew.

The entire Centaur Army was utterly unable to stop him.

The scene looked like a doomsday mural from a church, shocking and terrifying.

Inside the live stream room, seeing the power of the God of Plague, everyone exploded.

With just a casual swing of his claws, he could tear through the strong Centaurs wearing Steel Armor, so powerful it made one's scalp tingle.

“Fuck, this is just a pure human-shaped mech!! Who can beat that??”

“With a spear as thick as my wrist, just tearing it apart like that?? That's insane!!”

“I bet even the Hulk in his normal state couldn't beat this monster!”

“Anos City has really bad luck, being attacked by so many fierce half-ratmen, and in the end, an Extraordinary Level monster shows up…”

“What Extraordinary? Don't you know? This monster is the Evil God from inside Risier City, now somehow descended into this monster.”

“There's such a move? Isn't Anos City even more screwed now?”

Netizens are watching the excitement, but the players are sighing non-stop; it's their main city, targeted by an Evil God, and even players not affiliated with Anos City feel stifled and annoyed.

You, as an NPC, being awesome is one thing, but to ruin our only main city in “Glory,” are you even human??

But NPC forces are strong, and there's nowhere for their frustration to go.

“Damn, these goddamn game planners, they just can't stand to see us thrive, finally managed to establish a player-friendly main city, and now they simply send a god to destroy it!!”

“Right, I just felt something was off. Why would an Evil God pass by just because we are a few levels up? Definitely those damn game planners are pissed at us and decided to annihilate the player's main city…”

“Another question, who knows the official website of Glory? Damn them!!”

“Is there anyone who can save this city??”

It could be called a tragic connection between the viewers and players watching the livestream, but for the players in Anos City, only despair could describe their feeling.

When the blasphemous language echoed across the sky, when that Extraordinary aura pressed down on their hearts despite thousands of blades away, the air fell silent.

Everyone was consumed by despair.

Extraordinary… these fierce half-ratmen even had an Extraordinary descent…

Everything was gone.

Zhao Yue stood on top of the ruins of a collapsed building, frantically pulling the trigger of her crossbow. Though her heart held no hope anymore, she still clenched her teeth in a final effort, determined to die on the battlefield!

Since the president of Crimson Moon was not around, she had to take up the responsibility!

Hun Yuan Thunderclap Hand Cheng Kun, the top three leaders of the Dark Contract Guild, also looked bitter as they watched the dwindling number of players emerging from the Life Goddess Temple, a sight of helplessness filling their views.

Players knew it was futile; except for those from their own guild, no one was willing to revive and face death again.

It's all over, once Anos City falls, the Dark Contract Guild is likely to decline… They had invested so much, and losing everything now, it would be tough to regain such a powerful force as before.

Puchi~

As Hun Yuan was lost in thought, a sharp pain suddenly pierced his chest. Glancing down, he saw the arm of a fierce half-rat man protruding through his torso.

Blood was everywhere.

“Second Brother!!?”

“Fuck!!”

“President!”

Thunderclap Hand and Cheng Kun quickly stepped up, killed the fierce half-rat man in a few moves, but Hun Yuan's eyes had already lost focus.

In his last moments, with a trace of pain he said, “Damn it, it hurts…

If possible, keep leading the remaining people to hold on till the end, since we can't retreat anyway…”

As his words fell, Hun Yuan heard the system's prompt that he would need to wait 8 hours to resurrect, but just a second before he logged out, a voice boomed through the sky like thunder, making him widen his eyes in shock.

“The God of Plague? Who gave you the courage to run wild on my turf?…”

Then, blurred voices of surprise and joy followed from the surrounding people.

“Lord Ilo?!!”

The God of Plague rampaged through the Centaur Army, triggering a bloody massacre.

Just when everyone had lost all hope, suddenly a voice like thunder from the heavens crashed down.

Above Risier City, an indifferent voice echoed continuously.

“God of Plague? Who gave you the courage to run wild on my turf?…”

This?

Upon hearing this, everyone simultaneously looked up. Zhao Yue's eyes widened as she stared into the sky, her heart shaken, feeling an inexplicably familiar sensation…

The players besieged around the Life Goddess Temple also looked up to where the voice was coming from.

Many exclaimed instinctively.

“Lord Ilo!!”

Yes, Lord Ilo, who had intimidated the Ancient Evil God inside Risier City, appeared at a moment when Anos City was about to fall and seemed almost beyond saving.

The crowd, previously swallowed by despair, felt as though a beam of light had suddenly illuminated their gloomy hearts.

Their hearts filled with indescribable excitement and hope.

At the last moment of Anos City's fall, that figure appeared like a savior, under the gaze of countless eyes.

In the sky.

Lide wore a pristine white mage's robe, his features as if crafted by a legendary sculptor with a lifetime of dedication, exquisite and perfect, an elegant aura enveloped in that sacred light adding an indescribable mystery.

His entire being emitted a captivating charm, dazzling and mesmerizing to those who saw him.

The Power of Faith flowed gently from him, a faint holy glow shining like the bright moonlight beneath the dense black clouds.

Lide floated in midair, the pure holy light he emanated starkly contrasted with the surrounding dark and evil aura.

At this moment, he descended in the guise of a savior, and he indeed was the savior.

Especially against the backdrop of the brutal and cruel God of Plague, Lide's arrival was like a ray of sunlight piercing through an ancient dark sky.

The world became brighter because of his presence.

At this moment, he seemed to represent hope, the faith of everyone.

Just by appearing, Lide had maximized his prominence.

Especially with the contrast of the God of Plague, his image shone even more brilliantly and nobly.

Seeing this, Lide smiled internally. The Dawn Sect would soon preach in the human world, and the higher his reputation now, the more it would facilitate their mission. He had chosen this moment to appear after much deliberation…

At this moment, billions of Earth's netizens had not yet heard Lide's voice, but the thunderous sound that filled the sky had them filled with curiosity.

Who is the fool daring to show up under these circumstances?!

The official live broadcast camera swiftly turned, suddenly focusing on the figure suspended in the sky.

Lide, with his charisma, attractiveness, and imposing aura, appeared on the live broadcast screen.

After a moment of silence in the chat, the comments exploded as if going crazy.

“Ahhh~ How can he be so handsome!!!”

“I can't take it anymore, licking the screen~ slurp~”

“Is this really an NPC? Totally in love…”

“honey, look at him~ If you were even half as handsome as this NPC, you can call me whatever you want every night…”

“My mom walked into the room and asked why I was licking the screen with my tongue…”

“Can't believe I found an NPC who is half as handsome as me here, truly this game is the most realistic, indeed extraordinary…”

The previously silent female netizens went into a frenzy upon seeing Lide's near-perfect appearance, the comments were dozens of times more than usual.

The impact on the ladies was simply indescribable.

Just as everyone marveled at Lide's looks,

The scene changed once again.

Chapter end