The Demonic World I designed
Chapter 1222 - 1220: The Eve of the Great Battle!

Chapter 1222: Chapter 1220: The Eve of the Great Battle!

"The reaction in Jiangnan is somewhat exaggerated..."

The Plague Army, led by the Morgan Family and supported by dozens of other families, was eager to unleash a massacre as they were dispatched to attack Jiangnan from such a distance. Yet the level of vigilance they faced exceeded their expectations.

Before they could make any significant moves, Jiangnan had already activated barriers across the entire region. Even some small counties along the water had done the same, which truly shocked them.

"That young man may be a clone, but he’s as cautious as ever. But can they sustain such resources in their current state?"

"Humph, it’s just a matter of eking out a living," one of the leaders sneered coldly.

"It’s ruthless enough, the Yangtze River Waters have come to a halt, and the waterways linking to the Northern Sea have virtually stagnated. Such a barrier rivals the Qimen Formation of the Taoist Sect from back in the day."

Speaking of the Taoist Sect, some people found it intriguing. The Taoist Sect’s stronghold was only exposed once, yet in those days, despite all efforts, the other three forces couldn’t break through the top one hundred Qimen Great Formations. That was truly a time of celestial upheaval, where the five elements were reversed.

"It doesn’t matter; they can’t achieve the perpetual cycle of the Taoist Sect. They’re just burning resources; they won’t last long."

"Surround all pathways, especially the waterways. If there’s any disturbance, spread the Dark Devour!"

"Dark Devour?" Many leaders were startled upon hearing this: "Is it necessary? That thing consumes..."

"Higher-ups said that the power of the Divine Path Sect comes from faith. After Chen Qing’s ten years of governance, the people’s hearts in Jiangnan are united, needing extreme panic to break them. If there’s any chance, implement the Dark Devour!"

"Understood!"

As the troops dispersed, Morgan Fulman, responsible for commanding the entire Plague Army, sat at Jiangnan’s largest freshwater route, his eyes filled with complexity.

This was his second time commanding an army against Chen Qing. The first time, his subordinates were equally confident, and it almost led to the extinction of the Morgan Family!

The younger generation, having gone through multiple reincarnations, seemed to have forgotten how terrifying Chen Qing once was.

He dared not be careless for a moment. Even though Chen Qing now was merely a clone, his ability to strategize Elder Long and pocket the entire Heaven’s Court was no less incompetent than his original form. He was still that Chen Qing; if they were careless, he might end up executing Elder Long’s later plans.

Perhaps many soldiers had grown arrogant due to too many past victories, but he remembered how terrifying the man was who brought the Apocalypse Army its only defeat.

Moreover, the current situation wasn’t that favorable. Perhaps due to Madam Joseph’s demise, the new leader, Joseph, seemed a bit anxious this time, having rashly depleted all the Celestial Serpents and fully activated the Apocalypse Army.

But this also led to a resource shortage. If they could seize control of Chen Qing’s forces in one go and take the resources of the Northern Wasteland, they could rise to power, but was it that simple?

Information revealed that over there in the Northern Wasteland, Chen Qing had stationed his troops for years. Even when Jiangnan was in its most perilous state, he didn’t withdraw the soldiers, showing how much he valued those resources. Clearly, he understood that the Northern Wasteland must not fall into the Demon Realm’s hands, or his foundation would be annihilated instantly.

So, despite the optimism among the other leaders, he felt a trace of worry in his heart.

Theoretically, an isolated army of Chen Qing in the Northern Wasteland couldn’t hold it down, but what if they could?

Morgan glanced at the completely halted river flow, rubbing his fingers as a deep-seated unease arose within him. Presently, no force in the world could directly counter the Apocalypse Army. Theoretically, the Northern Wasteland’s resources shouldn’t go unclaimed, but what if they did?

"Issue orders to divide more troops, head to the Southeast, and target mainly the birds and beasts in the areas there; take them out first!"

"Divide the troops again?" Those under him were taken aback.

The Apocalypse Army, although fully activated this time, couldn’t revive all the soldiers without the resources from the Northern Wasteland.

The Death Legion, being the main force, had the most revivals this time, with eighty percent of the army having awakened. Yet due to the Plague Army’s specialized traits, resources were conserved, reviving only half, roughly around fifty thousand elite soldiers.

The Jiangnan map was vast, spanning from the Central Plains pass to the various river routes to the Northern Sea. Now, the troops were divided into groups of a thousand, and if they were further divided to the Southeast, it could lead to groups of five hundred—a rather weak division, wasn’t it?

"No need to worry. Jiangnan’s forces are internally depleted. The new recruits from Heaven’s Court know our might, and very few dare to engage in true combat with us. Chen Qing has just subdued them; their loyalty is limited. Sending them to fight outer demons for some blood essence is one thing, but bringing them to confront us? Ha... he’d have to command them effectively first."

"Is that so?" Some family leaders hesitated for a moment upon hearing this, but ultimately agreed to the decision. In less than half a day, fifty thousand Apocalypse Army soldiers, clad in bright red armor and mounted on similarly colored steeds, divided into over twenty units and interspersed among the periphery of Jiangnan forces, ready to unleash the most horrifying plague as soon as any barriers couldn’t hold!

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"Do we need to hurry this much?"

Positioned in the North, using the Buddha Kingdom’s Spatial Great Formation, nearly three hundred thousand troops under the Emperor had been transported to the Northern Wasteland, with even the Emperor himself planning to lead the campaign. This made the Princess Royale frown, considering that even when they aimed to confront the Northern demons decisively, he hadn’t personally set out. But now he not only moved himself but also summoned her along, practically making this a national war effort.

A single misstep, and the forces meticulously gathered over such a long time would be entirely wasted!

"The situation doesn’t allow us to just sit by!" The Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly: "In the memories of reincarnation, I’ve seen the strength of the Apocalypse Army. Chen Qing’s foundation is too thin; he probably can’t hold out for long. That Northern Wasteland cannot afford any slip-ups!"

"If we lose this battle, no matter how much force we preserve, it’s useless. The force of the Demon Realm must be completely eradicated in this wave. Only with the disappearance of the Demon Realm will we have even a smidgen of a chance!"

"Is the Demon Realm that strong?" the Princess Royale raised an eyebrow.

"In ancient times, none of the other three great forces dared to confront the Demon Realm head-on. This encounter with the Apocalypse Army is probably the first for the Buddha Lord himself. This time, he’s also coming out in full force. We are almost the weakest side; do you think we still want to hold back?"

"The weakest side..." the Princess Royale murmured, a complex feeling in her heart.

That young scholar, who once set out from the Capital City to Jiangnan, now seemed to have far surpassed the entire strength of the Great Jin Dynasty.

Siao Mingyue entrusted her son with a destiny in his care.

As she pondered, within the Capital City, Buddha Light spread across the sky, revealing a massive space Great Formation, and as the Buddha Light descended, countless Golden Armor guards appeared.

These Golden Armor guards, each with green faces and sharp teeth, were crimson all over their bodies, looking remarkably similar to the undersea Yaksha that Chen Qing had previously brought with him. Their initial presence alone imposed tremendous pressure on the Emperor and the Princess Royale.

"So this is..." the Princess Royale’s eyes sparkled: "The trump card of the Buddha Kingdom, the leading force of the Heavenly Dragon Eight Divisions? The Yaksha Army?"