The Thousand Feather Tribe was one of the countless tiny tribes, like black water droplets, clustering around the periphery of the Red Moon faction. They might have once been human, drawn into this alignment by the call of the Great Scarlet Moon, dedicating their bodies and souls, and gradually evolving the unique racial ability of the Thousand Feather Tribe – feather markings.
The feathers they plucked from themselves could act as extensions of their own tendrils, collecting external information for them within their limited range.
Positioning, sound, light, and shadow, and so on.
The further the distance, the less information they could gather. Theoretically, if it spanned half a great domain, the Thousand Feather Tribe would be unable to sense their own feathers.
But… those were the Thousand Feather Tribe members like mere mortal ants. When a strong Thousand Feather warrior entered the Mythical Realm, blessed by the Mother Goddess, their racial abilities were bound to be greatly enhanced.
The Scarlet Emperor’s mind flickered through the information on the Thousand Feather Tribe, and he was not surprised by the ability of a Thousand Feather Mythical to leave tracking marks in secret.
However, back then on Blue Star, that black-clothed powerhouse who could contend with a Mythical being with a mortal body had now ascended to the Mythical Realm and possessed combat power far exceeding that of a newly ascended Mythical. Would such a human Mythical be so easily tracked by the newly ascended Thousand Feather Mythical?
He was naturally skeptical.
The deeper he thought, the more he felt this was a deliberate flaw left by the Blue Star powerhouse to lure them into a trap. And the means by which a white-robed powerhouse from Blue Star had instantly obliterated their divine descent avatars over a year ago still sent a shiver down the Scarlet Emperor’s spine.
After careful consideration, he should observe for a while longer. Besides, their true target was the “high-energy world Blue Star,” not those few Blue Star powerhouses. The Blue Star powerhouses could run, but the world of Blue Star could not escape. As long as they continued to wait by the stump for the rabbit, the Blue Star powerhouses would eventually come knocking on their door.
“Hmm, wait?”
“Could this trap this time be a strategy employed by the Blue Star powerhouse, knowing that their remaining time was short, thus turning the tables… After all, the fragile humans needed a battlefield that favored them, rather than recklessly attempting to breach a blockade line meticulously set up with rituals when they were weak.”
Even so, this tactic by the Blue Star people seemed reckless in the eyes of the Scarlet Emperor. Had someone truly dared to attempt to encircle and kill them? But thinking about it, he hadn't expected indigenous humans to repel them before, and the Scarlet Emperor’s expression became a little heated.
Like this time, it might have been a last resort for the Blue Star powerhouses. But since these humans dared to do this, it meant they likely possessed a trump card capable of threatening him, a Demigod, and this trump card required pre-arrangement.
At this thought, it seemed even more unwise for him to fall into the trap set by Blue Star.
But!
The Thousand Feather Mythical had just warned to “be careful and cautious.” If he followed his advice, wouldn't that mean he was as timid as this newly ascended Mythical?
The Thousand Feather Mythical could be timid, but he, the Scarlet Emperor, could not!
He was the leader of this operation, but he was not the only Demigod here. He needed to maintain his dignity. Moreover, the attendant was awaiting his news.
With this in mind, the Scarlet Emperor immediately summoned reinforcements.
Thanks to the end of the war and the attention of the attendant, their combat power along this blockade line was now very strong, with a total of three Demigods and dozens of Mythical beings.
The Scarlet Emperor ordered one of the Demigods to stay and guard the area, to prevent the Blue Star powerhouses from luring the tiger away from its mountain. Then, he took more than half of his forces and rushed towards the area that might be a trap.
The black flame Demigod who remained was quite displeased. This opportunity to earn merit was being used to push him aside!
However, even though they were both Demigods, the Scarlet Emperor had the background of the attendant and was the leader of this sacrifice operation against Blue Star, so his status was stably half a step above his. The Black Flame Demigod could not disobey the direct order from the Scarlet Emperor.
The Black Flame Demigod could only gaze at the cold blockade zone and the tantalizing but unreachable Blue Star in the distance, grumbling to himself.
…
…
In the Fallen Star Great Domain, the City of Fallen Stars.
Orlando, the old Mythical being who possessed part of the inheritance of the Starfall lineage, known as the “Founder of Fallen Stars, Wing of Starfall, Seeker of Starry Secrets, Favorite of the Stars,” felt a surge of inexplicable annoyance.
He suddenly realized.
“Is this a revelation?”
The intuition of a Mythical being was not as accurate as a prophecy of fate, but it was definitely not to be ignored. Moreover, Orlando the Mythical cultivated astrology and the power of starlight.
He immediately entered the Starfall High Tower and observed the situation in the Fallen Star Great Domain by observing the celestial phenomena and then refracting them. Before long, he discovered something was amiss.
“Wicked tide… How can there be another wicked tide with a scale far exceeding the norm? Hiss… Is our Fallen Star Great Domain going to experience another cataclysmic surge?!”
Why was their Fallen Star Great Domain so plagued with disaster?
No, this could not be confirmed yet. There were too many abnormalities appearing in the realm of the wicked, and most of them they could not ascertain the cause of. This time, the abnormal movement of the wicked might just be the wicked having a party? After all, there was no evidence to prove that the wicked couldn't have parties.
With this thought, Orlando the Mythical placed his heavy hand back on the crystal ball and patiently observed.
…
The advance of the wicked army could not be concealed, nor did it need to be.
The Scarlet Emperor gazed at the distant oasis, a grim smile slowly curling on his lips.
This oasis was different from the previous one. It was larger, with lush forests, and human structures could be vaguely seen hidden within.
This was probably the battlefield… and grave that the humans of Blue Star had prepared for themselves.
He had lost two strands of divinity on Blue Star before, but that was due to the suppression of the indigenous world, and most of his power could not be transmitted. At that time, the Blue Star people had absolute home-field advantage. Now, even if the Blue Star people were given the opportunity to choose their own battlefield, as long as they were within the realm of the wicked, their advantage would not be diminished.
He also had home-field advantage!
“The prelude, it’s time to begin.”
The Scarlet Emperor had no intention of reciting any cliché remarks. He waved his hand… or rather, he didn’t need to. The wicked around him, smelling the scent of humans, had already let out piercing roars and rushed towards the distant oasis.
Following that, they were submerged in bursts of dazzling light.
Rumble—
The ground cracked, and energy storms spread outwards, stirring up countless碎石 and corpses. Under the bombardment of powerful energy pillars, the wicked were pulverized and annihilated. The surging black tide was completely halted. Even several seven-star wicked beings were shaken by the thick energy pillars, letting out pained roars.
These energy pillars had the potential to threaten Mythical beings!
Hidden in the gray mist, many Mythical beings of the Red Moon faction, observing from afar, showed surprise on their faces.
But Mythical beings and Demigods like Black Wing Mythical and Scarlet Emperor, who had interacted deeply with Blue Star, were not surprised, despite their astonishment at the destructive power of the energy pillars.
“This is normal. After all, Blue Star obtained some of the heritage of the Kandra Empire.”
The Scarlet Emperor squinted, his expression calm.
The time was tight this time, and the scale of the wicked tide he had summoned was not very large. There were only a few seven-star wicked beings, and not a single rule-type wicked being.
However, today, he did not need to rely on these insignificant wicked beings.
He gently waved his hand.
“Don’t waste time, finish it quickly.”
Immediately, his loyal subordinates, the Blood Horn Mythical and Thousand Feather Mythical, as well as several Mythical beings who were close to him, such as Black Wing Mythical, Blood Snake Mythical, and Blood Wheel Mythical, took to the sky one after another, radiating magnificent divine power.
The Black Wing Mythical, who bore an implacable hatred for Blue Star, was the first to strike.
He spread his black wings, which could obscure the sky. Tens of millions of black feathers rained down, covering the sky and earth, like snowflakes falling towards the oasis, which appeared minuscule in comparison.
‘Die!’
His eyes, reflecting a sinister flame, did not blink.
Within the flames, a human Mythical figure in black, holding a battle saber, ascended. His battle saber carved a semicircle, and behind him appeared one translucent human figure after another. In an instant, they formed a dense, impenetrable crimson army formation, which not only easily blocked and dissipated the falling black feathers but also launched a direct charge.
Immortal Legion, Fearless Charge!
The Black Wing Mythical narrowed his eyes.
The one he most wanted to personally kill was that peculiar beast-taming girl from Blue Star, but it didn't matter…
The Black Wing Mythical swooped down.
The sky-obscuring wings and the crimson army formation, resembling heavenly soldiers and divine generals, collided. After less than zero point zero two seconds of stalemate…
Whoosh—
Black broken feathers danced in the air. The Black Wing Mythical urgently flipped two and a half times, retreating from the crimson army formation that had nearly cut him, feeling a surge of terror and even more anger.
He had actually lost in a direct confrontation?
But if he hadn’t lost a strand of divinity and fallen to the ‘two-divinity’ realm, how could he have lost?
Thinking of this, the increasingly enraged Black Wing Mythical’s eyes seemed on the verge of spewing flames.
No, blazing black flames were already erupting from his pupils. These flames attached themselves to the black feathers, falling all around.
A sense of grim and immense dread spread outwards.
The Black Wing Mythical’s form disappeared, transforming into black feathers. Tens of millions of black feathers fluttered and intertwined, forming the shape of a pair of wings. And within these black feathers, countless eyeballs bulged and appeared.
Ten Thousand Eye Black Feathers!
A terrifying monstrous figure stretched across the front of the crimson army formation, casting a hellish, icy black flame below, and a vision of hellish suffering where countless beings seemed to be wailing.
This was a direct soul attack.
Within the army formation, figures seemed to sway, and then… that was it.
Under the effect of indomitable will and icy killing intent, the soul impact from the Black Wing Mythical was as gentle as a breeze. The black flames, like clinging bone spurs, became as weak as a candle in the wind under the scouring of the crimson torrent.
Even in his Mythical form, where the Black Wing Mythical seemed formless and indestructible, he was still being pushed back under the charge of the crimson army.
Last time, about a year ago, he had suppressed the white-robed Mythical of Blue Star, but how… he was actually outmatched by the weakest of the three Blue Star powerhouses, the black-clothed Mythical?
This was illogical!
The Scarlet Emperor was also somewhat astonished.
More than a year ago, this Blue Star powerhouse was ‘still only’ contending with a Mythical being in a mortal body, and with external help. But now, this Blue Star person, with a newly ascended Mythical body, was overpowering the old Mythical, Black Wing.
The situation was still firmly under control, but the Scarlet Emperor couldn’t help but feel a bit curious.
What kind of fortuitous encounter had the Blue Star people obtained to improve so rapidly?
…
Black Saber was truly a newly ascended Mythical. His core skill, ‘Immortal Legion,’ could accommodate army souls and perfectly transform the entire army formation into an individual… Back then, when he fought against the Flesh and Blood King, the Blade Legion was still in its nascent stage, with slow formation speed, requiring the cooperation of many warriors, extreme rigidity in movement, and the possibility of the formation disintegrating under significant impact.
But now, in Black Saber’s hands, the legion was the individual, and the individual was the legion.
He could perfectly and without loss of strength, consolidate the power of the entire legion, and could also freely and smoothly transform the entire legion. The entire legion formation could attack, defend, and maneuver.
The current formation would sometimes transform into a battle saber, sometimes into a shield, sometimes lengthen into a rope, and sometimes into a pair of crimson wings… larger than Black Wing Mythical’s and flying faster.
… This was outrageous!
The legion formation no longer had its former flaws, and Black Saber, who embodied the power of thousands of heroic souls, possessed an impact force that any Mythical being would find difficult to withstand.
This was the Fearless Charge of the Immortal Legion!
In a direct confrontation, even seven-star wicked beings with a tonnage far exceeding that of Mythical beings were directly sent flying.
However, Black Saber was, after all, only one person, and the protagonist of this battle was not him. He was only exerting a ‘not overly excessive’ amount of power.
He was still far from being able to match the strength of more than a dozen Mythical beings.
Therefore, An Jianyou also made her appearance.
Beneath the expressionless depths of this girl’s eyes, a hint of nervousness and excitement flickered.
Due to the script, she was also only exerting ‘not overly excessive’ strength. After careful consideration, An Jianyou summoned her first baby, ‘Red-Clothed Wicked,’ her second baby, ‘White Ribbon Wicked,’ and her third baby, ‘Furnace Golem.’
— After all, the Red-Clothed Wicked represented her identity.
She spread out her Netherworld Domain, hiding her true form deep within the domain, and her consciousness directed the three seven-star wicked beings to fight against the surrounding Mythical beings, while consciously nurturing the combat experience of her own wicked babies.
— Wicked beings lacked reason. They had combat instincts but could not compare to Mythical beings who were experienced and cunning in combat. This was why, despite wicked beings having power, tonnage, and vitality far exceeding their peers, they were often easily defeated by awakened beings of the same level.
But An Jianyou’s wicked babies were different. They were not as ugly… *hiss*, they had growth potential.
They were wicked beings carefully selected by An Jianyou, with excellent potential and relatively good looks. At the same time, they had received nourishment from An Jianyou’s core skill, ‘Netherworld Emissary.’ This nurturing, infused with An Jianyou’s innate power, not only allowed the wicked beings to slowly grow stronger and break through their limits but also gradually ‘enlightened’ them.
Wicked beings were generally devoid of reason, except for An Jianyou’s family of wicked beings.
Not only were they enlightened, but they also came with some beauty effects… These ferocious wicked babies were gradually becoming less ugly. Upon closer inspection, they were even somewhat cute.
An Jianyou drifted off for a moment, then suddenly snapped back to reality, shaking her head.
No, with formidable enemies before them, how could she afford to be careless!
An Jianyou, An Jianyou, do not let down your mentor’s expectations. Upon returning, you will be punished by copying the combat rules ten times.
…
The situation was still firmly under control, but the Scarlet Emperor couldn’t help but fall silent.
Was this reasonable?
They, who believed in the Great Sovereign and received the Sovereign’s gifts, had an unreasonable rate of improvement compared to arduous training, for the Mother Goddess was omnipotent and great! But why did he suddenly have the illusion that the rate of improvement of these two Blue Star humans was like using a cheat code?
Wait, could it be… that the black-clothed Mythical and the beast-taming girl before them were not humans, but servants of some evil god, and this was a trap targeting their Red Moon faction!
The Scarlet Emperor was startled by his own thought, then chuckled and shook his head.
Impossible, this was completely impossible!
The aura of humans was completely different from the aura of their followers of evil gods. Besides, he had been paying attention to Blue Star for a long time. He had watched these few Blue Star powerhouses grow stronger step by step. No one understood Blue Star better than he did!
However, even though he understood, he was also shocked, and felt that he could not delay any longer.
“Your Grace, it’s time for you to act.”
He looked to his side, at a figure standing higher than him, overlooking the battlefield.
Bloody Duke!
He was the other Demigod on this expedition!
He wore a scarlet cloak, his face exuded the charm of a mature old man, and he held a stemmed glass filled with crimson blood, which he swayed slightly, exuding elegance and composure in every movement.
Then, this composure was interrupted by the Scarlet Emperor.
He couldn’t watch the show leisurely anymore.
The Bloody Duke was somewhat displeased. In the Demigod realm, he was the Scarlet Emperor’s senior, yet the Scarlet Emperor was the commander, and had recently achieved merit on the battlefield and received gifts from the Great Mother Goddess… With this thought, the Demigod sighed, his eyes gradually sharpening.
He threw the stemmed glass in his hand, and the crimson blood instantly transformed into a surging blood river tens of thousands of meters long, rushing downwards.
Wherever it passed, the sky and earth were covered in blood-red. The vegetation within the oasis rapidly withered, and giant wicked crystal cannons disintegrated inch by inch under the blood-red light.
And then, the surging blood river truly rushed down, colliding with the crimson army formation stationed at the forefront of the oasis.
“Oh?”
The Bloody Duke let out a surprised cry.
It was somewhat different from what he had expected. His blood river had not engulfed the army formation. In the distance, the army formation was like a small boat under a surging tide. Although it swayed constantly, and was precarious, it still held on.
It had blocked the casual strike of him, a Demigod.
Even if it was just a casual strike.
“Human, your strength has earned my Duke’s approval.”
The Bloody Duke stood in the sky, slowly walking forward.
He still maintained his demeanor, walking with elegance and composure. He stepped on the blood-red river, his steps seemingly slow, but in reality, each step could cover thousands of meters.
As he walked closer, the blood-red river became more ferocious and turbulent, with scarlet light continuously spreading outwards, dyeing almost the entire region blood-red.
At the end of the blood river, the precarious crimson army formation was finally unable to hold on.
Seeing this scene, the Bloody Duke took out another stemmed glass filled with fresh blood, raised it slightly, and swayed it towards the army formation in the distance, which was about to be submerged by the blood river, as a sign of his approval and respect.
Suddenly, the Duke’s expression changed.
Boom—
The stemmed glass shattered.
The elegant and composed Demigod, standing on the blood river, disappeared. The entire vast and ferocious blood river seemed to have been struck by a heavy blow and severed.
The ground caved downwards, forming a giant pit of immeasurable diameter. The rocks that bulged upwards due to the impact resembled mountain peaks thousands of meters high.
In the center of the basin surrounded by mountains, beneath the dispersing dust and smoke, was the Bloody Duke, who had fallen into the ground. And a pale red figure, stepping on the Duke with infinite force.
Over ten meters high, with a pale red coating, it was as if it were cast from metal.
This looked somewhat familiar.
Especially its entrance.
It was just like before the Water Marsh Base City, over a year ago.
The situation was roughly still under control, but the Scarlet Emperor couldn’t help but feel… a bit overwhelmed.