Monsters Are Coming-Chapter 866 - 246: It’s Over, All Over

The cross-realm war finally came to an end when the Super Beast Legion arrived for support.

The entire Player Corps returned to Imperial Tomb Village as souls.

However, this battle also resulted in immense losses for the Spirit Breath Clan.

The Blood Pool Super Beast Army, led by the Blood King, lost more than half of its forces, and the Blood King was severely injured, on the brink of death, and fell into a coma.

The aftermath of the great battle left the battlefield in dead silence.

The charred ground was soaked with the blood of Spirit Breath Clan warriors, and the cracked earth was littered with residual crystals left behind by the Super Beast Legion warriors.

The broken body of the Final Giant Beast lay like a collapsed mountain in the center of the battlefield, its six pairs of blood-red eyes long dimmed, wounds on its surface still emitting a mist of blood.

Gale winds swept across the battlefield, lifting fine ashes.

The traces of burned-out blood, charred bone fragments, and smoldering embers... only a scene of devastation and tragedy remained. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

In the distance, the surviving Spirit Breath Clan warriors silently searched for the remains of their kin.

Their steps were heavy, their eyes vacant, occasionally dragging an injured comrade still breathing from the remnants left by Extraction, wrapping them in flesh carpets and sending them to the rear.

There were no victorious cheers at the scene, nor any joy of survival after the disaster, only stifled panting and the occasional sound of painful groans.

At the center of the battlefield, the Blood King was dragged out from the remains of the Final Giant Beast by the priests of the Soul Pool Army, who arrived urgently.

During this time, they continuously injected Life Energy into the Blood King.

This was an injury that the Spirit Breath Clan had never encountered before.

In theory, as long as the Final Giant Beast could survive, the Blood King would not be harmed.

But the invading force's released Energy penetrated into the Final Giant Beast's body, causing severe injuries to the Blood King connected to it.

At this moment, the Blood King's body was covered with purple stripes, entwined like venomous snakes, continuously siphoning off life force.

The Blood King seemed like a candle in the wind, on the verge of extinguishing at any moment.

In the end, the War Sacrifice who came to support wrapped the severely injured body of the Blood King with dark red mycelium, forming a pulsating Blood Cocoon, counteracting the continuous damage caused by the Withering Power inside it by continuously infusing it with Life Energy, forcibly extending the Blood King's life.

The view shifted far into the distance.

The setting sun sank westward, casting its last rays over the battlefield, illuminating countless shattered biological weapons and remnants of Super Beasts.

Like tombstones on the battlefield, recording the brutality of this battle.

But everything belonging to the players vanished without a trace.

No corpses, no weapons... as if they had never appeared, just an internal conflict within the Spirit Breath Clan.

But the cross-realm war did not end with the conclusion of this battle.

Players continued to descend into the Spirit Breath World through the Space Channel, spreading all over the Monster World from the starting point, with the form of the war chaotic from the beginning.

The Super Beast Legion, even if it still had the strength to contend with the Player Corps in frontal warfare, found it difficult to eliminate them effectively given their scattered forces.

The only feasible approach was to garrison several important cities and wait for the Players to arrive.

Or to split the force into smaller units, forming capture squads to hunt down players worldwide.

As for venturing through the Space Channel to invade the world of the enemy forces, even the remaining Seven Great Thrones dared not do so.

Because they were unsure of the situation on the other end of the Space Channel.

Teleporting there only to face ambushes would mean confronting a battle-isolated struggle with no way out.

Half a day later, at Tianqi City.

Beneath the dome of the Spirit Breath Royal Court.

Seven figures sat around a circular Blood Crystal conference table, each figure embodying a different form of Life.

To the Spirit Breath Clan, the core of a "tribesman" is the Memory Bag.

In their eyes, the body is like the different styles and colors of clothes in human eyes, or different shapes of vehicles, merely external objects.

On the conference table, where there should have been eight thrones, one was vacant.

The Blood King remained in a coma, unable to attend this meeting.

Once the other Seven Great Thrones of the Spirit Breath Clan took their seats, none spoke at first, the flickering phosphorescent spores embedded in the dome casting uncertain shadows on their faces.

"The second nest has just completed hatching, and the Floating Beasts can be sent to the invaders' world for investigation at any time, but it is essential to secure the area near the Space Channel quickly,"

said the Bone King of the Spirit Breath Clan, its voice was hoarse beyond comparison, as its bony fingers tapped the table.

Instantly, a scene appeared on the surface of the Blood Crystal in the center of the table, depicting the bodies of three hundred massive Floating Giant Beasts being woven by countless luminescent planktons.

Upon hearing this, the Erosion King, seated next to the Bone King, nodded:

"We struggle to discern whether the invading force currently engaging is merely a probing force or their main army. What do you all think?"

This question was precisely what worried the other thrones as well.

Every time the Spirit Breath Clan randomly connected to a Small World, they would send Floating Giant Beasts and other reconnaissance forces to that world for exploratory contact and investigation.

Determine the battle tier of that world before deciding whether to initiate war.

This approach was also an experience accumulated from cross-realm wars.

The Spirit Breath Clan's development had taken many detours, and the cross-realm war development model had even encountered existential crises.

Once, during an invasion war, the army led by them encountered a force that had arrived to invade simultaneously.

That battle left them with lasting fear to this day.

An endless Darkness shrouded the land, devouring any number of warriors the Spirit Breath Clan could dispatch.

This war was not a war of attrition.

From the beginning, the Spirit Breath Clan had been regarded as mere nourishment.