Netherworld Retrograde

You humans are the ones who should get the hell out of the way!

"I'm the one who should be standing by his side!" Bai Ya stared at the sky above the distant battlefield, staring at that Dharma Image and the terrifying figure at its side. The jealousy in her heart was almost ready to take physical form.

Now, she finally had the chance; she absolutely could not let these damn Dead drag her down! She had to get to Lord Di Yun's side immediately!

"Advance! Blood Sacrifice to the Blood God, skulls献 to the Throne!" Bai Ya roared, ordering the Plague Knight to launch another Charge: "Deliver slaughter and death to the Nether River. Let it know who it's facing!"

"Charge, charge to that lord's side!" Yu Mian also howled, and the Bloodsuckers erupted with endless battle fervor.

Their fanatical faith sent their morale soaring.

If it weren't yet time to turn on the Humans, they would have already launched a surprise attack from the rear and created enough Blood Sacrifice.

In that moment, the entire Battlefield was filled with shouts of killing, countless artillery roars, and a torrent of steel crashing head‑on into the howling Nether River.

In that moment, war and slaughter were the only melody.

However, with a single sigh, the Beastman Leader on another Battlefield finally died, its massive fleshly body devoured by the Nether River.

The next instant, a world‑shaking "waaaaaa" resounded across the entire Battlefield!

The Supremes of the Nether River were about to join the battle!

From within the Netherworld, a cold, indifferent laugh rang out.

"Brave, powerful, unyielding... you are excellent. As your future master, I am very satisfied."

"But it's a pity... I'm not the only one you have to face."

...

The appearance of the Nether River disrupted the situation inside the Disaster Fog, forcing Chaos and Humans alike to join forces against it.

But in truth, the Disaster Fog's consciousness had never disappeared. It too was carrying out self‑rescue.

Now, almost all of Humanity's high‑end combat power had been投入 entirely into the first layer Battlefield. Though they held back the Nether River, how could they possibly hold back the omnipresent Disaster Fog?

When terrifying Divinity blossomed in the sky above the node on the second layer, the Humans left behind here, the Spiritual Ability Users, showed expressions of despair.

Almost all high‑end combat power had already been fully投入 into that flesh‑grinding Battlefield on the first layer.

Among the Spiritual Ability Users remaining here, the strongest was merely a Great Spiritual Ability User (Sixth Sense). Even with the help of the Coordinated Vein Array, twisting everyone's power into a single strand, their limit was only to barely contend with an Overlord.

Yet at this moment, what appeared before them were Supremes. And not just one, but two Supreme Level Horror Demons!

From the Forbidden Zone's Mirror Domain—the Twin Venerable!

Their descent had no warning whatsoever, like two mountains of despair smashing down out of thin air.

When the fortress's Spiritual Energy detection array shrieked with a siren so sharp it felt like it was tearing eardrums, and at the same time the keepers' souls exploded with that marrow‑freezing throb of terror from the oppression of Divinity—

The silhouette of the Twin Venerable was already as clear as a blade hanging against their throats.

The fortress's Spiritual Energy Shield twisted and groaned violently under the unconscious pressure leaking from them, emitting a wail of unbearable strain.

The metal structures below creaked like they were being kneaded by invisible giant hands, shrilling with metal fatigue. The air had grown viscous like congealed blood, every breath carrying the taste of rust and annihilation.

The Twin Venerable's inhuman, icy, indifferent gaze swept slowly over the ant‑like Node Fortress below, like a tangible current of cold.

Their colossal bodies hovered in the air, some eerie synchronicity and resonance existing between them. The surrounding space warped with broken, mirror‑like distortions under their presence, light bending and refracting to cast countless maddening afterimages.

They had no need to deliberately unleash power; their mere existence was enough to set the sturdy fortress swaying on the brink of collapse and make the souls of all who looked up shiver in Fear.

This was the Disaster Fog's self‑rescue!

The Nether River's unexpected emergence had made even the Disaster Fog sense danger. If the Nether River flooded everything, the Disaster Fog would likely become nothing more than a mass‑producing war‑factory for the Nether River.

And in the current situation, the Disaster Fog still could not break away from the Physical World. It had to reduce the number of Life within the Disaster Fog, and keep the number of Horror Demons at some safe threshold.

Only then could it repeat the old trick—fooling everyone to escape the Physical World, just like it once deceived Champion Team One.

Therefore, it had to first wipe out over ninety percent of Humanity.

The Humans on the first layer would be consumed mutually with the Nether River. As for the Humans on the second and third layers, they would have to be dealt with by the Horror Demons.

Now, across these two layers, Humanity no longer had any means to contend with Supremes.

The Twin Venerable alone were enough to slaughter all Humans in the two spaces. Once that was done, the Disaster Fog would have no more shackles.

Thus, terror and despair descended....

The Twin Venerable gazed coldly at the Node Fortress. They had once been siblings, yet because of the Forbidden Zone's special rituals, they had transformed into these bizarre lifeforms.

And it was precisely due to this special ability that they had managed to conceal their own fluctuations.

They were born in some Mirror Space. Naturally, Humans outside the mirror could not detect their arrival.

Yet in that most despair‑soaked moment in spacetime, a certain Cloak snapped and fluttered in the wind.

This made the Twin Venerable shift their gaze toward the distance.

There, amidst the ruins, in one of the remaining floors, something seemed to be awakening.

For some reason, that eerie aura set the Twin Venerable on edge.

Strange. Absurd...

All of Humanity's combat strength was on the first layer. On the second and third layers, there wasn't even a single Overlord Level Human.

Even counting the Horror Demons, fine. On the second and third layers, aside from themselves, the Twin Venerable, there wasn't a third Supreme.

So why... did they feel this way?

The next instant, a heavy door within the ruins was pushed open. A man wielding a Big Hammer and a scythe walked out.

He wore blood‑stained Armor, as if he had swum up from a Blood Sea, every step leaving a Deep Red footprint on the ground.

There was a bit of confusion in his eyes, as though he didn't know why he was here.

Yet what burst forth from his body was that boundless Blood Evil Energy!

'Not Human.'

'A comrade?'

'A Horror Demon?'

'A Blood God Chosen One? He won't interfere with us, will he?'

The Twin Venerable narrowed their twelve eyes, sensing something off‑kilter.

And when they saw the Cloak behind that man suddenly whip into a frenzy—

The Twin Venerable's expressions changed drastically, their terrifying Divinity flaring in an instant!

He was indeed a Horror Demon, but fuck—he was a Human Champion!

They didn't know which generation, but fuck it, no generation was acceptable—that was a traitor to the Horror Demons!

The elder twin's figure blurred and reappeared above the ruins. "Stand down, Champion. Don't throw away this hard‑won new life!"

If possible, they did not want to cross blades with a Champion in a situation like this.

But if this Champion made a move, they were confident they could kill him.

A peak Champion could challenge a Supreme across ranks, but in front of two Supremes together, a Champion still had only one outcome: annihilation!

That was the Twin Venerable's guarantee! They truly could gang up to kill a Champion—they were Supremes!

The Champion merely lifted his head to look at the elder twin. The confusion vanished from his gaze, replaced by a sky‑flooding will to battle and killing intent.

This made the Twin Venerable smile coldly. "Very well, then. Before we butcher Humanity, we'll crush a Champion first..."

Hearing the threat, the man narrowed his eyes, then smiled. "One won't be enough."

"Indeed." In the distance, a Female Sword Immortal rode her sword through the air, appearing above the fortress.

"I'm not Human, huh? I'm asking you, am I Human or not?" A young man with a bad temper cursed, the cigarette in his mouth glowing and dimming.

A quiet girl stood there, silent and calm, staring at the Twin Venerable.

A pair of golden pupils lit up in the darkness. A square‑jawed young man took a step forward, arriving above the fortress, arriving before the Twin Venerable.

Behind them, Champion Cloaks billowed without wind, raging and roaring!

A quiet girl stood there, silent and calm, staring at the Twin Venerable.

A pair of golden pupils lit up in the darkness. A square‑jawed young man took a step forward, arriving above the fortress, arriving before the Twin Venerable.

Behind them, Champion Cloaks billowed without wind, raging and roaring!

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