Chapitre 1955: 2157
Chapter 2157: Resources Are Actually Fortune
The front lines officially erupted into battle, and the Hundred Race Alliance's army retreated frantically. This was a battle that belonged only to Saint Venerables and those at the Transcendent realm.
Those below the Transcendent realm had no qualifications to participate.
It was like the reappearance of ancient wars when even those at the Divine Venerable realm didn't qualify as cannon fodder.
Two million years have passed, and now, the scale of battles is far less than before.
But ordinary Divine Venerables still have no qualifications to participate. Only high-level Divine Venerables can take part to some extent.
Whether one possesses the power of rules has become a clear dividing line.
The front lines were incredibly intense. The battle between Saint Venerables and Transcendents was grand in momentum and vast in scope, incredibly astonishing.
Everyone retreated billions of kilometers, barely avoiding the impact.
The sudden attack by the human Saint Venerables left the Saint Venerables of the Hundred Race Alliance unable to focus on anything else.
They could only let the humans attack various races.
Now, they could only rely on the Abyssal Demon Lord. His avatar would surely inform the Demon Lord.
Perhaps the Demon Lord and the Eagle Emperor would have a solution.
They were truly powerless.
If the Demon Lord and the Eagle Emperor couldn't stop the humans, the Hundred Race Alliance would inevitably collapse.
Little Bull led the resurrected army, wantonly ravaging the Yellow Sparrow Clan's star region.
The Yellow Sparrow Clan had no power to resist; their strongest forces were at the front lines, leaving the clan defenseless.
Lin Moyu only glanced a few times before losing interest. He instructed Little Bull to be cautious and then turned towards another battlefield.
The warship entered deep space, advancing at maximum speed.
"According to the plan, the demon race and the Golden Eagle race shouldn't have many tricks left."
"They each have one Saint Venerable. The demon race's Saint Venerable hasn't appeared for a long time, and no one knows what he's doing."
"The Golden Eagle race's Purple Gold Saint Venerable is said to be about to emerge, but it's unclear when exactly."
"The Bull Demon Clan has the Scarlet Bull Saint Venerable, who can act. But he probably won't stop the humans; instead, he'll attack the Xuanwu Star Region, forcing the humans to return."
"Unfortunately, the human star regions aren't so easily attacked."
In Lin Moyu's calculations, the Hundred Race Alliance had no Saint Venerables left to send.
If they truly wanted to stop this disaster, only the Eagle Emperor and the Demon Lord could act.
But their true bodies couldn't leave, and their avatars were only peak Saint Venerables.
And within the human race, there were Star Elder and the Human Emperor Network. They wouldn't foolishly send their avatars to be killed.
There's also the power of the Black Blood Great World.
With no other options, Lin Moyu believed the Hundred Race Alliance could only use the power of the Black Blood Great World.
This force, which once invaded the Great World and then hid, should now reveal itself.
"Enemies hidden in the dark are the most terrifying. Once exposed to the light, they are nothing!"
Lin Moyu smiled. His arrangements served multiple purposes.
He aimed to collapse the Hundred Race Alliance and force out the Black Blood Great World to see how strong its remnants were.
Lin Moyu believed they couldn't be too strong; otherwise, the Black Blood Great World would have destroyed the human race long ago and wouldn't have hidden until now.
Based on this reasoning, the ultimate victor of the ancient war was still the Great World.
At least the Heavenly Venerables mostly survived.
Lin Moyu left the Yellow Sparrow Clan and entered the Wind Serpent Clan's star region.
This time, he used the Concealment Rune again, transforming into a member of the Ghost Race.
Here, he didn't sense the power of the Black Blood Great World.
He approached the Abyssal Demon Eye and lightly pointed at it.
A piece of flesh belonging to a peak Divine Venerable exploded, causing a loud boom.
In the explosion, the Abyssal Demon Eye shattered on the spot, and the Abyssal Eye Demon controlling it also died instantly.
The death of the Abyssal Eye Demon shocked the Abyssal Demon Lord.
Usually, when the Abyssal Demon Eye was destroyed, the Abyssal Eye Demon would only be injured.
Unexpectedly, this time it died directly.
The Abyssal Demon Lord murmured, "This Abyssal Eye Demon was in charge of the Wind Serpent Clan's star region."
"The Wind Serpent Clan is also under attack, and to destroy the Abyssal Demon Eye so cleanly without damaging the barrier..."
"It must be the Ghost Race!"
The Abyssal Demon Lord analyzed continuously, his voice growing colder, "It might not be the Ghost Race; it could be someone pretending to be the Ghost Race."
"The humans are very cunning. It could also be a Starry Sky Beast with special talents."
He quickly conveyed his analysis to the Demon Lord. Currently, his true body was injured and recuperating, so his avatar served as the intelligence relay.
What the Demon Lord would do specifically, he didn't know and didn't care.
The Bone Hell flashed in the starry sky.
Each appearance meant the disappearance of a star system.
The Bone Hell, now at Divine Venerable Rank 9, had a diameter of 100 billion kilometers, far more terrifying than before.
Even a Transcendent would struggle to escape from it.
For ordinary Divine Venerables, even high-level ones, they would be killed in a short time, becoming nourishment for the Bone Hell.
Lin Moyu used the containment formation in conjunction with the Bone Hell, killing and collecting star systems. These star systems would become resources for the human race.
Over the years, as his realm improved, Lin Moyu had come to understand something.
The amount of resources, in a certain sense, represents fortune.
In ancient times, the Great World was incredibly prosperous, with immense fortune, constantly evolving and producing abundant resources.
This was a manifestation of fortune.
Now, the Great World's runes are damaged, and its fortune has declined.
Resources have become non-renewable, scarce, and the world is gradually declining.
This further weakens the Great World, creating a vicious cycle.
The most troublesome issue seems to follow a certain pattern: the Great World continues to expand.
The outer space is growing larger, further consuming the Great World's origin.
These are all headaches, difficult to solve.
Lin Moyu is now collecting large amounts of resources to enhance the human race's fortune, which in turn will boost his own luck.
When the time comes, his next plans can proceed smoothly.
Only by gathering the Great World's fortune and severing all its karma can he face the impending Battle World.
Only by defeating the Battle World and plundering its origin can he hope to build a new Divine Path and truly repair the Great World's runes.
Lin Moyu's will was incredibly firm, and his actions became ruthless.
He had no sympathy, nor would he show mercy.
A moment of mercy now could lead to the destruction of the entire Great World.
In his view, these alien races should have perished in ancient times.
Their existence is unreasonable.
At least, for the Great World, it's unreasonable.
In just a few days, Lin Moyu exterminated the Wind Serpent Clan.
The Great World's reward did not arrive, which was expected.
Many Wind Serpent Clan members were still in the front-line army.
As long as they lived, the Wind Serpent Clan wasn't truly exterminated, and the karma wasn't severed.
Lin Moyu wasn't in a hurry. Things must be done one step at a time.
He turned and flew towards another race, beginning a new slaughter.
In the starry sky, a gigantic iron bull appeared, larger than a star, swiftly traversing space.
The iron bull wasn't a physical entity but composed of an army.
The Bull Demon Clan's army formed a battle formation, charging towards the human Xuanwu Star Region.
The Scarlet Bull Saint Venerable led the charge, filled with killing intent.
Soon, the Xuanwu Star Region appeared in sight.
The Scarlet Bull Saint Venerable raised his battle blade, "Kill!"
The iron bull roared, its horns glowing, and a sea of blood appeared in the starry sky.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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