Chapter 431 Earning blood
"The 107th Legion is destroyed!"
"The 103rd Legion is destroyed!"
From the undead army, two more mourning calls came.
"General!"
"General!"
Even the generals who had been firmly denying and constantly refuting the rumors fell silent at this time.
They knew that too many soldiers had died in the past three days. The war has progressed until now, and the soldiers are tired and afraid.
"Can't hold it!"
"That's a tyrant!"
"The tyrant can kill even legends and even immortals! There are endless undead souls on the island. We can't defend it. We are dying in vain!"
The collapse was instantaneous.
Starting from one or two soldiers, then to a team, a battalion, and a legion, and then the emotions of fear and disgust were like sparks of fire, sweeping hundreds of legions in an instant.
"Ahhh!"
"Escape!"
"We surrender! Spare your life! Spare your life!"
The ‘Coastline Alliance’ caused a rout.
Legion after legion fled in all directions, legion after legion fell to the ground and begged to surrender.
Falling apart.
The army was defeated.
"It's over!"
Wusennuo stood deep in the defense line for three days and presided over the battle for three days. When he saw the legions disintegrating and surrendering, he seemed relieved. Instead of being angry, he felt relieved.
"Tyrant."
"Benag."
Wusennuo looked into the distance, unable to reach his sight, but he seemed to be able to see that Benag's whole body was shrouded in blood and his expression was indifferent.
tyrant.
Human slaughter.
With the power of tens of millions of undead legions and the ferocity of slaughtering millions of warriors, under the light, even Wu Sennuo couldn't help but feel cold in his heart.
"Such a person."
The nine immortals of the ‘Coastline Alliance’ were all silent.
The four immortals invited to help did not say anything.
"I'm back."
"How's the war going?"
"This Benag is too evil. He has cooperated with dozens of ancestors of the undead world, and all of those ancestors are his die-hard loyalists. I visited four undead masters one after another, and the four masters ordered them not to respond to Benag. But none of the ancestors obeyed.”
"How weird! Some of the ancestors actually evacuated all their legions in order to help Benag!"
In silence.
The tenth immortal in the 'Shoreline League', 'Dimension Walker' Keen, returns with a dusty look on his face.
He has been running around the world of the undead for the past three days, visiting the masters of the undead world, hoping to cut off the source of Chen Jichuan's 'natural disaster of the undead'.
The four lords did receive him.
But it was met with failure by dozens of ancestors.
Keen couldn't do anything and was concerned about the situation in the 'virtual arena', so he hurried back.
He doesn’t even know yet——
"The war is over."
"We lost."
Wusennuo's voice was hoarse. This 'dragon-blooded warrior' known for his endurance looked particularly tired at this time.
"Failed?"
Only then did Keane realize that all the immortals present were silent.
His heart skipped a beat.
Looking at the situation map, sure enough, all the black-armored legions were scattered, cut and separated by Senbai's undead legion, without any resistance.
The undead army marched straight in.
Keane looked up.
"Benag."
I saw 'Tyrant' Benag, 'Spatial Rhythm' Beirut, and the twenty-four ancestors, arriving at the hinterland of the arena with a great victory.
Of the nearly two hundred legends gathered in the 'Coastline Alliance', no one dared to block it and all moved out of the way.
When the king comes, all the heroes give way.
This is the era of ‘tyrants’.
……
"Benag."
"You win."
Wusennuo's face was complicated.
He didn't feel much about the deaths of millions of soldiers.
Hundreds of thousands.
Millions.
Even if it’s tens of millions.
To an immortal like Usono, they are just numbers. Even if these people do not die in this war, they will die of old age one by one decades or hundreds of years later.
"Before you become immortal, you will die sooner or later."
It's just a matter of time.
So Ursenno was not sad.
Hundreds of thousands of years ago.
When this virtual arena was born, dozens of immortal organizations fought. Legends, immortal wars, each legion joins the battle.
That battle was even more intense, and even shattered the huge continent. The continent sank, and in the end only these 80,000-mile islands remained.
How many tens of millions were killed or injured at that time?
The casualties were ten times that of today's battle.
Wusennuo had experienced that battle and was used to seeing death, so he would not be moved by it.
He is complicated at this time just because of the 'tyrant'.
Just three days.
Just three days.
The 'Coast Coast Alliance' suffered millions of casualties and over ten million surrenders, and was completely defeated.
Now that the enemy is approaching, the legend avoids, the immortal is silent, and everyone has fear in their hearts.
Nearly two hundred legends.
Fourteen Immortals.
If they can unite as a team and take the lead when the battle situation is in decline, they may not be able to make a comeback.
But they dare not.
The 'Tyrant' stood outside the 20,000-mile forbidden magic circle. If they fought out, they would not only face tens of millions of undead legions, but also face hundreds or even more ancestor mirror images copied by the 'Great Mirror Image Technique'.
Someone must have sacrificed then.
No one is sure whether the one who died is him.
And they don't want to die.
……
"Three days and three nights!"
"Tens of millions of undead legions!"
"It turns out that the 'Tyrant' can be so powerful without the 'Mirror Image Legion' or the 'Great Mirror Image Technique'!"
"One person is against a country? The 'Tyrant' is not just against one country! The 'Coastline Alliance' mobilized more than a dozen empires, hundreds of kingdoms and principalities, and hundreds of legions, but they were all defeated by the 'Tyrant' alone!"
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"Tyrant!"
"Invincible! Invincible! The 'tyrant' is invincible!"
……
In the arena.
The war lasted for three days and three nights, and these audiences also watched it for three days and three nights. From the anticipation, excitement, and shock at the beginning, to the heart palpitations and numbness in the middle stage, and now to the indescribable feeling.
But no matter what, with the end of this battle, the reputation of the 'tyrant' is no longer in doubt.
One person can summon tens of millions of undead legions.
One man fights the 'Coastline Alliance' alone.
One person can easily fight wildly for three days and three nights.
"Is this a human being?"
"Is this still a human being?"
They could no longer think of anything else, and were all shocked by the strength shown by the 'tyrant'.
"Tyrant."
Even the major organizations watching the battle were silent.
Their original intention was to see the strength of the 'Coastline Alliance' and the details of the 'Virtual Arena'.
They finally got their wish, but it was uninteresting.
Because of this battle, the ‘Tyrant’ became the only protagonist, and the ‘Virtual Arena’ also changed hands during this battle.
The vigorous battle came to an abrupt end.
One side wins.
One side failed miserably.
The ‘Shoreline Alliance’ suffered heavy losses this time.
Millions of legions died in battle.
The consumption of teleporting 20 million legions.
A favor that invites immortals and legends to come and help.
Not only that.
Because of the deployment of legions, legends, and immortals, the defense of other important areas was empty, and hostile organizations took advantage of it. In just three days, four important areas were lost.
Plus the ‘Virtual Arena’ has changed hands.
"A complete failure!"
The ‘Shoreline Alliance’ suffered heavy losses.
And the more serious consequences are yet to come.
"Sixteen million legions."
"One hundred and ninety-six legends."
"Fourteen Immortals."
Chen Jichuan stood on the back of the ancestor of the griffin, looked down at Wu Sennuo and others, and said loudly: "Three days, five hundred sacred artifacts, you will be responsible for the consequences if they become outdated!"
This battle was a complete victory.
The ‘virtual arena’ will also become the industry of the ‘summoning hut’ from now on.
But Chen Jichuan was still not satisfied.
The 'Coastline Alliance' stubbornly resisted and even threatened to destroy the 'Summoning Hut'. This tone was intolerable and now they want to return everything.
"Five hundred sacred artifacts?"
"Why don't you grab it?"
Keen's eyes widened and he breathed out fire.
"Sorry."
"I'm grabbing it."
Chen Jichuan glanced at the 'Dimension Walker' and said with a smile: "If you don't say anything, I almost forgot. I am very unhappy with what you did in the world of the dead. Add twenty sacred weapons."
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"Five hundred and twenty items."
"Three days."
“Nothing is missing.”
Chen Jichuan not only refused to give in, but also took two more steps forward.
"Benag!"
"You're dreaming!"
Keen was so angry that he roared: "The worst that can happen is that the fish will die and the net will be broken!"
"The fish is dead and the net is broken?"
"Are you qualified?"
Chen Jichuan smiled.
He didn't argue with Keen, and when he turned to leave, he suddenly remembered and added: "The mage tower and magic circle on the island must be well preserved, and the construction drawings and control valves must be handed over. Don't be cautious. The ‘virtual arena’ was lost, it’s not worth it.”
Finished.
Chen Jichuan did not stay any longer, and left with Beirut and the twenty-four ancestors in a swaggering manner.
It stands to reason.
These nearly two hundred legends and fourteen immortals are also his prisoners, but Chen Jichuan does not need to control them.
As long as the 16 million legions on the island are optimistic, Wusennuo and others will not be afraid of not submitting.
This is the lifeblood of the ‘Coastline Alliance’.
Without the garrison of tens of thousands of legions, the foundation of the 'Coastline Alliance' will be shaken. And the longer it takes, the greater their losses will be.
Chen Jichuan can afford to wait.
But they can't afford it.
……
Chen Jichuan's guess was correct.
The ‘Shoreline Alliance’ really can’t afford it. Even if revenge is required, what needs to be redeemed must still be redeemed.
Revenge is also a matter of the future.
Even if Usono, Keane and others feel angry and ashamed.
But on the next day, the 'Coastline Alliance' had collected 520 sacred artifacts and handed them over to Chen Jichuan along with the island's construction drawings, mage tower, magic array, etc.
This is an old and immortal organization.
Not only does it have a long history, but it is also powerful and has countless wealth.
Five hundred and twenty sacred artifacts may sound like a lot, but because Chen Jichuan did not require a grade, these five hundred artifacts are all low-level, and most of them only have one sacred mark.
The total value is actually not much.
After all, seven or eight lower-level holy weapons may not necessarily be exchanged for one high-level holy weapon.
But Chen Jichuan refused to accept anyone who came.
All he wants is the stigmata in it.
It doesn't hurt to go up and down.
Five hundred and twenty sacred artifacts were recorded at once. Due to time constraints, the 'Coastline Alliance' had no time to redeem them. There were also lower-level sacred artifacts with two and three sacred marks in them.
"Five hundred and twenty items."
"Six hundred and seventy-six sacred marks."
"To put it all together, there are enough for a thousand holy marks in the 'Seven Emotions and Six Desires'."
Chen Jichuan counted the sacred vessels and was very satisfied.
The 'Coastline Alliance' paid the ransom and compensation simply, and Chen Jichuan did not lie.
The 16 million legion ordered the 'Coastline Alliance' to withdraw on the same day.
It's money and goods.
In fact, after all calculations, this deal for the ‘Coastline Alliance’ is not a loss.
Sixteen million legions received 160 sacred weapons from them, and on average one holy weapon was exchanged for 100,000 legions. In this time of race against time, they undoubtedly made a lot of money.
One hundred and ninety-six more legends.
Chen Jichuan didn't ask for much. A legend only has one sacred weapon.
Where can I find this deal?
The ‘Coastline Alliance’ also makes money with blood.
For the price of another fourteen immortals' death, Chen Jichuan counted them twenty-eight sacred weapons to show their difference from the legends and to show their respect for the immortals.
Add this up and make the whole thing.
Five hundred and twenty sacred artifacts can be redeemed. The 'Coastline Alliance' may be snickering now.
After all, losing the 'Virtual Arena' would be a big loss to the 'Coastline Alliance', but losing these tens of millions of legions and more than a hundred legends would be a major disaster that shakes the foundation.
They are willing to pay five hundred and twenty sacred artifacts, hand over the entire 'virtual arena' that has been in operation for hundreds of thousands of years, exchange for prisoners, and get out as soon as possible.
So the handover was smooth and quick.
The battle lasted three days.
Three days for handover.
Within six days, the 'Virtual Arena' that had been in charge of the 'Coastline Alliance' for hundreds of thousands of years officially changed hands.
This battle that attracted the attention of the entire Divine Throne World was also declared to be completely over.
Three thousand five hundred years ago, there was a battle outside the Star Cemetery, and the 'tyrant' became a god.
And this battle solidified the ‘tyrant’’s supreme reputation, making everyone in the pan-plane fear him!
……
Virtual Arena.
Eighty thousand miles of islands.
The undead army has retreated, and tens of thousands of prisoners have also withdrawn. The island became silent for an instant, with blood, flesh and bones mixed in, covering the mountains and rivers on the earth.
Devastated everywhere.
Bloody and vicious.
All are traces of war.
The smell of blood lingers.
Chen Jichuan and Beirut were walking on the island. The latter sighed: "The war is cruel. In order to occupy the 'virtual arena', the immortals and legends of the 'Coastline Alliance' make every legion and every soldier work hard. They enjoy the results, even if they are defeated, the legend No one is dead, and half of the immortals are not injured. Even if they are willing to ransom 16 million prisoners, it is only to protect the interests of their senior leaders."
This is the extraordinary world.
Mortal life is like grass.
"War has no mercy."
Chen Jichuan also understands the cruelty of war and the indifference of Wu Sennuo and others.
But he has benevolence and righteousness in his heart after all.
As he walked, his fingers danced, and wisps of gray breath fell into his fingertips, and then disappeared into the ring on his index finger.
"Huh?"
"Am I dead?"
"Ahaha! Am I alive again?"
"Is this the underworld?"
A gray sky and earth attracted creatures one after another. Warriors in black armor appeared here one after another, bringing life to the dead world.
High-rise buildings rise from the ground, and mountains and rivers complement each other everywhere.
The souls of the millions of warriors who died on the island and in this battle lingered for a long time.
At this time they were all gathered together.
[Higher Sacred Artifact: Heaven of Death]
[Forbidden Magic: Reincarnation in the Dirty Land]
The sacred vessel is added with a forbidden curse.
Chen Jichuan opened up a new life for these dead and kings. They will live a normal life in this 'Heaven of the Dead', which can be ordinary or vigorous, until they finish their lives.
"You fought for the Coastline Alliance in the past, and you can live for yourself in the future."
This is all Chen Jichuan can do.
As for their relatives and friends in reality, Chen Jichuan could not erase the pain caused by separation between life and death.
...(End of this chapter)