Monsters Are Coming-Chapter 861 - 245: The Choice of Faith, War Across Worlds

At the edge of the sky, darkness silently writhes, devouring the earth like viscous tides.

As the last ray of diminishing sunset is entirely consumed, the curtain of night rises from the horizon, slowly closing like a rotting giant mouth.

Shadows cloak the city, climbing up the patchy walls, erasing the outlines of the ruins bit by bit.

Only the husky wails of the wind fill the ear, carrying a scent of blood past the nose, and the city beneath sinks entirely into darkness, devoid of any light.

The war is over, but a new war is about to begin.

Having led the Blood Pool Army across dimensions in conquest many times, this was the Blood King's first battle on the homeland world.

Though beneath his feet lay the same city ruins, the feelings they brought were completely different.

Gazing at the horizon, already shrouded in darkness, the Blood King murmured softly:

"Countless fragments of memory remain, where I similarly stand atop a city overlooking its ruins, filled with pride and ecstasy."

"The scenes are similar, yet the feelings entirely different."

Hearing the Blood King's quiet murmur, the War Sacrifice Priests behind him shared his sentiments.

For hadn't they felt the same?

The similar scenery no longer stirred the thrill of conquest, but rather a strange dull ache.

Those Otherworld cities they had once trampled are now reflections of home.

In the past, the ruins were witnesses to their glory, the broken walls measures of achievement, scorched ground the mark of victory.

They relished the dead silence when enemy cities fell, as if the entire world quivered under their feet.

"Throne, this time the opponent is strong; initial contact suggests their combat units on average surpass ours in strength."

The Blood King nodded slightly, his gaze still locked on the darkness:

"This time, we are no longer the lofty conquerors, but the Guardians fighting for home, for survival—a feeling... so heavy."

With that, the Blood King raised his Right Hand, and a jet-black flame ignited at his fingertips.

With a sharp clench, the flame was extinguished.

The Blood King leapt straight from the skyscraper's pinnacle, followed by the War Sacrifice Priests behind him.

Soon, countless glowing red compound eyes lit up in the darkness, sweeping across the entire city like sparks.

The mighty War Corps reactivated, advancing under the Blood King's command in the direction of the invading Forces' location.

Along the way, small groups formed by the invading Forces could occasionally be seen, riding special vehicles on their way.

For these invaders, the Blood King would kill them directly.

Yet this posed the greatest mystery for the Blood King.

The characteristics of an invading Force that should exist were absent among these homeland invaders.

Using his own experiences in invading other worlds as a reference.

An invading Force must first establish clear strategic nodes, placing forward bases and establishing a communication network for every 65 nodes of advancement.

The landing point as the core, spreading out like a web—this is the logical model of conquest.

But this invading Force's choice was different.

They resembled tourists on a visit, launching invasions in small groups without a clear objective, plundering wherever they went.

They never expected to encounter danger on the way, nor planned on escaping encirclement without subsequent support.

Pillaging everywhere in a very chaotic manner.

He didn't think this chaotic plundering mode was unworkable.

Its feasibility must be based on having overpowering Strength.

This invading Force is strong but evidently did not reach the level to dismiss the local Forces' combat power.

Still, the approach remains a purposeless invasion strategy, incapable of organizing an effective War Corps.

Moreover, this Alien Race has two very eerie traits.

The Life forms they kill, whether Super Beasts or Super Beast Warriors, dissolve into black mist.

Most of the blood and flesh on them disappear into thin air.

Like bodies sucked dry, leaving only useless residues behind.

Thinking of a similar ability he had, which enhanced his body post-kill, he suspected this Force mastered some Rule Power.

The effect being the absorption of the slain targets' Life ability, converting it into their own Strength.

If this suspicion is true, this invading Force is far more terrifying than he imagined.

Yet no matter what, the march of war will not halt.

Unless the invading Force chooses to retreat voluntarily.

At the break of dawn, the Blood Pool Army arrived at a city also fallen to ruins.

A new round of great battles was about to begin.

Three hours later.

The fallen city was reclaimed, but it had long turned into ruins, with no resources left.

The Super Beast Legion made a brief stop before setting out to the next city once more.

After consecutively reclaiming four cities, the Blood King-led Corps arrived at Death Breath City.

Outside the city, the grand army of players was already in place.

On the rear city wall.

The Divine King, clad in a silver-white robe, stood quietly, his gaze directed towards the horizon's edge, with blood-colored waves following the rising dawn, his expression expectant.

This was still his first organization of a cross-dimensional war.

Despite the strength of the adversary, his side's players were fully capable of fighting.

Comparatively, the Earth Thought Bully who knew him well was the most troublesome opponent.

Gazing back to the horizon's edge, the Super Beast Legion came sweeping like a blood-colored giant serpent from the sky.

At the forefront of the legion, various Super Beasts were arranged densely, their forms enormously gigantic, advancing with great momentum.

Following behind the Super Beast Legion, a multitude of slightly smaller Super Beast Warriors densely followed, covering the entire ground tightly, leaving no gap.