【On the second day after leaving Allenson City, you wake up to Krisha's apologetic morning greeting】
【She is deeply sorry for falling asleep while you were speaking last night and hopes you will punish her for it】
【You tell her not to worry, but the girl insists】
【So, you lightly tap her forehead with your bent index finger, claiming this is your punishment】
【You begin to wash up】
【You start eating】
【From the mountaintop, you gaze at Allenson City in the distance and notice that the city is still ravaged by monsters. The twisted flames filled with wails show no signs of dissipating】
【You decide to continue waiting, communicating with the elements on the mountaintop, attempting to create broader and more comprehensive magic】
【Elemental Perception continues to activate... Mortal Wisdom continues to activate...】
【Your understanding of magic deepens】
...
【On the third day after leaving Allenson City, the weather turns gloomy, and a heavy rain suddenly pours down】
【The rain is intense, and the fires in Allenson City are extinguished. However, the monsters lingering in the city do not disperse, as if waiting for something】
【You patiently wait as well】
【At the same time, you notice a change in Krisha's eyes】
【The originally mixed black and gold colors seem to be transforming into a more orderly state. You vaguely feel that the girl's eyes have become more beautiful】
【In your spare time, you choose to read magic books to pass the time and attempt to develop your own magical artifacts】
...
【On the fourth day after leaving Allenson City, the weather clears up】
【You begin to doubt whether your judgment was flawed. From your observations, Allenson City remains a monster-ravaged ruin, showing no signs of change】
【You choose to stay here】
【There is plenty of food in your spatial ring, enough for you and the girl to survive for a long time, though life in the wilderness lacks some stability】
【Krisha stays by your side and actively trains her magic. She feels her strength is too weak to be of help to you】
【The witch's cultivation speed accelerates】
【On the fifth day after leaving Allenson City, your patience finally pays off as you witness a new development】
The earth trembles.
The mountains quake.
A dark "wave" emerges on the horizon.
The relentless rumble of wheels crushes the terrain as tens of thousands of steam-powered armored magical vehicles appear, their billowing steam forming towering white pillars that pierce the sky.
Amidst the alternating sharp whistles, the synchronized stomping of iron boots resounds.
Dull yet oppressive.
The gears of steel turn at this moment.
The scorching steam roars.
Armies bearing the emblems of different human kingdoms and divine churches march forward in a grand and thunderous procession. High above, mages stand ready, praising the glory of the gods.
Prayers, roars, and the sound of marching.
Countless voices overlap, merge, and finally unite into a synchronized cry.
"By the gods, eliminate these heretics!"
The dark steam cannons begin charging, and magic staffs gather elemental energy, preparing spells.
War.
Has begun.
The armies of the human kingdoms and divine churches launch a lightning-fast assault on the monsters in Allenson City with an ironclad resolve. Explosions of all kinds erupt wildly.
In just the first wave of attacks, thousands of powerful monsters are slain.
The results seem quite promising.
But.
Xu Xi furrows his brows deeply.
The scene before him appears normal—human armies and god-worshiping mages joining forces to fight against the monsters—but in reality, it is filled with numerous doubts and oddities.
For example, the orcs that appeared in Allenson City should have been stopped by the divine churches.
Why did they break through the defenses?
And why were the armies so delayed? By the time they arrived, almost no survivors remained in Allenson City.
And finally, the most critical point.
Xu Xi murmurs, "With just these steam weapons and mages of this level, victory is impossible."
When he left Allenson City.
Xu Xi had briefly clashed with those monsters.
In most cases, Xu Xi could overpower them with his overwhelming strength, but among the horde of enemies, there were also special individuals that made him feel threatened.
They were at least Grand Magus-level, possibly even Sanctuary Magus-level enemies.
And based on Xu Xi's observations.
The armies sent to exterminate the monsters could only deliver attacks equivalent to those of a Grand Mage, at best clearing out the weaker monsters. They were incapable of truly reclaiming Allenson City.
"Those in power, those who truly hold authority, couldn't possibly be unaware of this..."
"What exactly are they trying to do?"
Xu Xi gazes at the distant battlefield, his expression grave, feeling that the truth is drawing closer.
...
【You witness a scene that surprises you】
【Countless armies arrive from afar, bearing the emblems of different human factions and divine churches. Their momentum is overwhelming, their attacks fierce】
【But you frown, sensing that something is amiss】
【You patiently observe and notice that the human armies' progress stalls. They are horrified to find that their proud weapons cannot penetrate the monsters' defenses】
【Massive and ferocious dragon-like creatures charge into the vehicle formations with unstoppable force】
【With a swipe, a toss, and a stomp, they reduce the towering armored vehicles to rubble】
【Mages soaring through the skies with wind-controlling spells are also harassed by poisonous wyverns and blood wasps. They retaliate swiftly, eliminating many monsters, but soon find themselves surrounded】
【The tide of battle turns, and the battlefield is filled with cries of despair】
【You grow increasingly perplexed. Did those in power send these armies here just to die?】
【You are confused, you are puzzled, you fall silent】
【Suddenly, you hear intense prayers rising from the battlefield. Under the intense pressure of death, more and more soldiers break down, begging the gods to save their lives】
【And then you see it—the so-called "gods"】
"Save me, great gods who created the world! Please, I don't want to die!"
"Atuna, Atuna! No, no, someone save him!"
"Don't come any closer, you monsters!"
"Ah!!!!"
Cries for help, shouts of rage, screams of terror.
On the blood-soaked battlefield, whether they are ordinary soldiers or elemental mages, all face death with fear, their spirits fragile and helpless.
They call out, begging for the gods' mercy.
To save their pitiful lives.
But can the gods, high above, truly hear the pleas of mortals?
Xu Xi cannot provide a definitive answer, but at this moment, in this place, he indeed witnesses the "gods" descending.
The heavens and earth change colors, darkness envelops the sky.
Thunder rolls through the clouds, and lightning illuminates the land.
A single, infinitely tiny yet world-illuminating "light" drifts down from the heavens, its presence causing the earth to crumble silently.
At this moment.
All falls silent.
Listening to the "gods'" gospel.
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
