MMORPG: War God, You are Invincible Again
Chapter 371 - 126 Unrivaled

Chapter 371: Chapter 126 Unrivaled

Under the bright light of the Holy Light realm, it took less than half an hour for the four Dukes to lose contact with their forces.

A sense of unease surged in Duke Nuoshan, who promptly contacted the commanders stationed abroad, ordering them to immediately set out to investigate the Holy Light, and also to take precautions against the other three Dukes.

Like Keld, the four Dukes had never comprehended the terror of a Demigod and still believed that a powerful military force could take down Bai Ling, the old demon. Therefore, when they suddenly lost contact with their forces, they assumed it was likely due to ambushes by other Dukes, after all, the secret of the old demon could ultimately belong to only one house.

Another three days passed, and the 300,000-strong army that Nuoshan sent once again lost contact, with Holy Light realm like a deep abyss swallowing everything.

Nuoshan could no longer sit still and immediately contacted the other three Dukes to convene another meeting in the Seventh realm.

The faces of the four Dukes were all grim, casting suspicious glances at each other.

"My men have lost contact," Nuoshan took the lead in the council he initiated and cut to the chase, "I wonder which Duke has made such a ruthless move. Spare my men, and I am willing to withdraw from the Holy Light realm."

"Old man, your people are missing, and so are mine. I don’t even know who to ask!" Lei Shan was the most infuriated. To ensure that he could capture Bai Ling, he dispatched over half of his troops, a total of three million. They vanished without a trace, and Lei Shan had barely slept for several nights.

Since Lei Shan had also suffered, Nuoshan naturally turned his gaze to Xin Lei and Chen Hui.

Duke Chen Hui also frowned, "Don’t look at me; I’m in the same boat as you. I’ve sent people seven times to investigate and likewise, there’s been no news at all."

With Chen Hui’s denial, everyone’s thoughts became instantly active. It was needless to speak of Xin Lei; even if the Duke’s family was powerful, they couldn’t swallow the military power of three large families. Therefore, someone among them was lying, and not just one person. Only if two large families joined hands could they swallow one’s own army without notice.

"Have you ever considered that it might be the old demon in the Holy Light realm, too terrifying in strength?" Xin Lei pondered for a moment before breaking the brief silence.

"How is that possible?" Lei Shan exclaimed, "Even the mightiest warriors from beneath the Star Sea would avoid direct confrontation with millions of troops, let alone a single person. How could one instantly kill all the soldiers?"

Indeed, even if the old demon was powerful, it couldn’t possibly kill everyone instantly, right? As long as it wasn’t an instantaneous event, there would be messages sent back from the front lines.

"It must be a space blockade." Duke Chen Hui looked at Nuoshan. Speaking of space blockade techniques, the Nuoshan family was far ahead of the other three. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to hide the petrified fragments of Zun Long so securely.

Speaking of which, Zun Long had long since returned to his family. Besides admitting his wrongdoing to Xin Lei and receiving punishment, he hadn’t mentioned anything else. Afterward, he secluded himself in his residence and to this day had not stepped out of his room, either intimidated by the soul pressure of the Ancestor Dragon or perhaps, from the state of the Ancestor Dragon’s soul, he had comprehended a way to make further progress. In short, Zun Long had shut himself away, very thoroughly.

Chen Hui’s words drew an angry stare from Lei Shan, of course, directed at Duke Nuoshan.

"Damn old man! Is it you? Are you causing mischief?" Lei Shan rolled up his sleeves, ready to get into a fight with Nuoshan.

"Insolence! Do you know to whom you are speaking?!" Nuoshan was furious, blaming Chen Hui for wild guesses on one hand and deeply incensed by Lei Shan’s impudence on the other. This ingrate, he really didn’t know why he had supported him to become the fourth Duke at that time.

"Hmph!" Lei Shan, understanding the gravity of his own actions, then sat down with a huff, glaring at Duke Nuoshan with a stance indicating he wouldn’t let the matter rest until a clear explanation was given today.

"It is not of my doing," Nuoshan said helplessly, feeling it was worth explaining: "Only 800,000 people were dispatched to the Holy Light realm. If you don’t believe me, I can reveal all my garrison locations for your investigation."

With the conversation going this far, the other three had no choice but to believe.

If it wasn’t Nuoshan, then who could it be? Within the four Dukes, if two of them joined forces, it would be a very frightening thing. No one dared to trust what the others said, so this meeting ended quickly, and all four of them immediately intensified their defenses against their subordinates, fearing a sudden attack.

So it went on for another three days, starting from the Holy Light realm, dozens of realms around lost contact with the Seventh Floating World.

Among these realms were many large and small noble families. Eventually, on that afternoon, a Viscount drenched in blood teleported to the Seventh Floating World.

The four Dukes quickly met with him.

Although this Viscount came from a family of modest strength, he had a treasured item rumored to be a relic of the Heavenly God, with the power of arbitrary teleportation. However, it was down to its last use, reserved for his escape.

From his account, the four Dukes finally realized what kind of monster they had unleashed.

Bai Ling, as a Demigoddess, possessed unfathomable strength and had also mastered some rudimentary aspects of her domain power, which was a kind of isolation, cutting off all magic-related energy. Therefore, within the range of her domain, no one could send messages outside, nor could anyone escape.

Only the Viscount, relying on the Divine Power of the Heavenly God, was able to escape from disaster.

As for how extensive Bai Ling’s domain could be, it was certainly enough to cover a realm, and of course, unfolding such a vast domain took a huge toll on Bai Ling. However, she had ample supplies—human hearts were the best replenishment.

The Viscount witnessed with his own eyes as the sky outside the city suddenly darkened, thick purple-black clouds rolling in from the sky, accompanied by numerous pitiful screams in the ears. Then numerous skeletal white hands stretched out from the purple-black mist; they brutally scooped out the hearts of the people in the city. In the blink of an eye, as the Viscount strolled down the street, countless bodies fell around him.

Had he not been gambling debts, prepared to pawn the family treasure, he might not have had the chance to use it.

"Is it truly so?" Lei Shan’s face darkened as he stared intently at the prostrating baron.

Nuoshan took a deep breath and said in a solemn voice, "Gentlemen, I think we’re in big trouble!"

Indeed, the Alliance had encountered the greatest problem in its history, a problem of their own making.

After receiving initial information, those sent to investigate had apparently prepared themselves, and they quickly brought back the latest news.

As the viscount had said, from the investigation starting in the Great Realm of Light, all life that was encountered—be it humans, demons, plants, or any living being above or below the heavens—had withered and died.

According to the sequence of fallen dimensions, it was not difficult to discern that Bai Ling the Old Devil had begun from the Great Realm of Light, sweeping across each dimension and slowly approaching the Alliance’s political center, the Seven Floating Worlds!

By estimation, it was predicted that in three months, Bai Ling would have swept through the one hundred and thirty-two northern dimensions and reached the Seven Floating Worlds.

This news wasn’t deliberately concealed by the four Dukes; it didn’t only spread but did so within a few short days across the entire Alliance.

Earl Xina, Raven, and Bing Qi of the Chen Hui family, the third guardian of the Eagle Alliance, all pillars of the three major alliances, went together to the front lines to stop Bai Ling.

It was the first time the three guardians had joined forces, a piece of news that greatly calmed the spirits of all the titled nobility and reassured the worried populace, who awaited the good news.

The three Dukes were also full of confidence. After all, if they could not win, at least they could figure out the enemy’s capabilities; this way, they should always find a method to counter the Old Devil.

However, the guardians who returned from the north seven days later brought all hopes crashing down to dust.

Three had set out, but only two returned, Raven and Xina. As for Bing Qi of the Chen Hui family, pitifully, he had already finished his part before even making an appearance.

And the two who returned were not in one piece; Xina had lost an arm and half his head was shorn off—if not for his formidable strength, he might well have died.

As for Raven, it was even worse; he had lost half his body and was unconscious, dragged back forcefully by Xina.

"How could this happen?" Xin Lei exclaimed in shock. Xina was her family’s biggest support; he could not fall: "Quick, help Earl Xina rest, provide him with the best magic potions, and treat him!"

Xina gave a pained smile and shook his head: "No need; Bai Ling the Old Devil is really formidable. The scars she leaves cannot be healed by ordinary magic potions."

At those words, everyone’s faces changed. Nuoshan, with a heart full of pity, knelt by Raven’s side. If magic potions couldn’t heal him, did it mean Raven’s awakening was solely a matter of chance?

Seeing the servant who had served him all his life, Nuoshan’s eyes reddened with urgency: "Someone, fetch the best doctor, no matter what, he must be awakened!"

"Let me try," a voice from Jenaxi rang out from behind the crowded nobility.

The crowd parted, making way and inviting the newcomer in.

"Do you have a way?" Nuoshan asked urgently.

Jenaxi gave a wry smile: "Let’s just see." He then began to channel magic power and, with the gentle radiance of Holy Light enveloping Raven, a mass of dark purple Demonic Qi dispersed.

This dark purple Demonic Qi was extremely ferocious; Jenaxi turned pale, unable to withstand it. He fell back in defeat, coughing up a trace of crimson blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Your Excellency the Bishop, how is it?" Nuoshan inquired anxiously.

Jenaxi shook his head: "My level of Holy Light is too low, I can’t heal him."

"Then... who would have a higher level of Holy Light?"

In response to Nuoshan’s question, Jenaxi shook his head: "The legacy of the Holy Court has long been severed, a higher level of Holy Light... only existed during the reign of the third generation of Holy Kings."

Alright, unhealable; that was the answer given by Jenaxi. He also provided a crucial piece of information: to counter this kind of dark purple Demonic Qi, higher-level Holy Light was the only method.

As Jenaxi spoke, the dark purple Demonic Qi swirled without wind, shaping into an elegant shadow—it was the true form of Bai Ling!

Looking around at the retreating titled nobility, Bai Ling smiled and said, "So this is the Seven Floating Worlds, huh? Don’t worry, I’ll be coming to enjoy you all soon enough. Just be patient and wait for me..." With those words, the dark purple Demonic Qi dove back into Raven’s body. The unconscious Raven involuntarily let out a piteous wail, then once more fell into slumber.

The assembly looked at each other, a collective fear rising up from the depths of their souls. Merely a shadow, yet it brought a deep shudder to their very souls.

What now? Was the Alliance doomed by the heavens?