Netherworld Retrograde

As all 'outsiders' either fell or fled, the core combat force of major Alien Race civilizations was also overwhelmingly defeated. In this world now, human civilization has become the sole Overlord, and the remaining Alien Race forces can no longer pose a threat.

Seven human Heroes promptly decided to withdraw tens of thousands of elites from the Abyss Defense Line and divided them into multiple paths, striking directly at the remaining strongholds of the Chaos Sect and the Alien Race cities.

With Li Yelai, the Eternal Chosen One, overseeing, it became effortlessly easy to accept the wonders and foundations left by the Chaos Faction. These precious war trophies will enable human civilization to foster more Divine Beings, even new Great Divine Power Users!

Every Great Divine Power User heralds the establishment of a city...

No, without the threat of Alien Race and Chaos, humans will not be limited to cities, but will gain greater territories. Perhaps even a unified nation will emerge!

As for the actions against Alien Race cities, they are even more decisive. Everyone understands that ancient prophecy.

If one wants to suppress and dispel the Crimson Curse that devours the world, then only one civilization can endure on this land!

Therefore, if it's possible to seize the wonders of the Alien Race, it is best. If it's not feasible, they will ruthlessly destroy it! Never give the Alien Race any chance to revive and threaten human civilization again!

The other human Heroes continue to oversee the Abyss Defense Line, ensuring stable front-line battlefield while being wary of potential sporadic counterattacks.

At this moment, on the front-line battlefield, the Humans have instead become spectators removed from the conflict.

The double protection of the Abyss chasm and the Sky Ban Law ensures that even if sporadic fires spread, they will be quickly extinguished. The human defense line is now as solid as iron.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Abyss in the Bloody Purgatory, the situation is evolving in a peculiar direction.

Both the Alien Race Army and the Chaos Army suffer heavy losses under the endless human-wave assault of the Wanderers.

Of course, the Wanderers themselves paid an astonishing price; without command, they could only rely on their instincts to charge, being reaped en masse by the Alien Race's treacherous techniques and Chaos's evil magic.

However, they have no morale to speak of; death only incites deeper madness, plunging both sides into a grim war of attrition.

In this chaos, the remaining Chaos believers unleashed a chilling fanaticism. They did not flee; instead, they shouted war cries and launched suicide attacks against all living beings:

"Please let Lord Di Yun blood Sacrifice to become king!"

This evidently reflects the style of the Blood God Faction.

Li Yelai can forcibly command the Chaos Army, using his supreme authority as the Eternal Chosen One, but he cannot forcibly order the Demon Generals and believers. They are not foolish; Li Yelai's apparent betrayal of All Gods naturally makes them flee.

Besides, those few Demon Generals ran quickly, leaving no waves.

But these remaining believers are different; they are not foolish but rather chose utter madness. They even voluntarily embraced corruption, mutating into Chaos Eggs, only to kill more lives on the battlefield.

Their every action is aimed at a single ultimate goal: blood Sacrifice!

"So many strong beings, so many lives! All slaughtered to blood Sacrifice for Lord Di Yun's coronation yap!"

"Lord Di Yun! You indeed led us to this greatest battlefield! How powerful! How thrilling!"

"Blood Sacrifice! Blood Sacrifice! Transform this realm into your Divine Country!"

Blood Sacrifice is the Chaos Faction's ultimate desire.

As long as enough quantity and quality of offerings are presented, the Divine Chosen can take this opportunity to "Ascend Demon," cross the boundary of mortals, and make a heavenly leap to ascend as a powerful Prince of Chaos!

Now, the battlefield here is piled high with corpses. Millions of Wanderers, Alien Race Warriors, and even the Chaos Army itself. The life and souls they contain have already formed an unprecedented, perfect altar sufficient to support a Divine Chosen's ascension to a prince's throne...

The conditions have been met.

However, regardless of how the fanatical believers howl, slaughter, or sacrifice themselves along with their enemies....

The existence they long for never responds.

No descent, no guidance, no absorption of this vast flesh and soul.

The Divine Chosen they anticipate is currently inside a fortress room in the Abyss Defense Line.

A heavy curtain hangs behind him, dividing the room into two spaces. A hand, white and slender, with glistening droplets, reaches out from the edge of the curtain, tightly gripping his wrist, its knuckles slightly pale from exertion.

Behind the curtain, the sound of water patters, misty steam carrying a subtle soapy scent spreads out. The fine sound of water coursing over skin, accompanied by the whispered gasps of several assisting female warriors, clearly enters his ears.

"These legs... feel longer than my life..." a voice expressed in wonder.

"So big.... Is the nutrition outside particularly nourishing?" another voice filled with curiosity.

"Here's a scar that needs to be attended to?"

"It's already healed... not even a scar left, truly an astonishing physique. Great Divine Power... no, Spiritual Dominator."

The Little Mad King is currently in a special state; once she leaves him beyond a certain distance, she exhibits intense anxiety and stress reactions.

Unable to do anything, they can only adopt this temporary solution, with several reliable female warriors assisting her in cleaning her body and changing clothes behind the curtain, while he stays on guard here.

He can hear the sound of soft cloth towels rubbing on smooth skin, hear droplets falling from her hair back into the bathtub,

At a certain moment, the sound behind the curtain briefly paused, followed by a very faint, water-laden breeze brushing against the back of his neck. It seems someone... is standing up from the bathtub.

Immediately after, during the changing of clothes, there is the sound of cloth slowly gliding over fine skin. That sound is extremely light, stirring a certain indescribable atmosphere in the air.

"Alright. Let go of your hand..." a female warrior's voice comes, with the ease of having completed a task.

The moment those words were spoken, Li Yelai felt the grip on his wrist loosen.

A few seconds later, the curtain was gently deflected.

The Little Mad King, now dressed in simple and capable everyday wear, emerged. Her wet black hair stuck to her forehead and cheeks, water droplets slid down her gracefully long neck into her collar.

Her originally sharp features softened due to her vacant expression, remaining silent, with empty eyes looking at Li Yelai, then naturally extending her hand again, grabbing his arm, returning to the position she recognized.

Several female warriors exchanged a teasing and understanding smile.

Su Qiao said with a smile, "The Chaos believers are waiting for you to blood Sacrifice them."

She snapped her fingers, golden Flames appeared, raising the temperature in the room slightly, drying the Little Mad King's damp hair. She stepped forward to braid her hair into a princess braid...

"Then I must severely disappoint them." Li Yelai coughed lightly.

As for blood Sacrifice, Li Yelai doesn't touch that, afraid of being directly stuffed into a pastry by the Chaos God.

However, he still took out the three Chaos Holy Artifacts he was carrying.

The next moment, the blood Sacrifice power from the entire battlefield surged into the three Chaos Holy Artifacts. Not wasting their intention, their strength will transform into the Heavy Hammer striking the enemies of mankind!

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