Monsters Are Coming-Chapter 912 - 256: Despairing Overlord Sword, Pain and Pleasure

Frosty Winter Snowfield.

Amidst the swirling snow, Jiang Cheng carried the Overlord Sword on his back, and Xia Sheng marched forward against the wind and snow.

The vast plain ahead was devoured by endless whiteness, the howling wind like a wild beast, screeching and raging, the sharp sound piercing the ears.

As far as the eye could see, it was all a monotonous stretch of white. After looking at it for a long time, Jiang Cheng felt waves of aesthetic fatigue in his heart.

Compared to the Colorful Mist Coast and the Senluo Forest Region, the only things worth admiring in the Frosty Winter Snowfield were the star-studded night sky and the ethereal colored auroras.

During this time, the Overlord Sword continuously inquired about the two men's past information.

Jiang Cheng was prepared for this.

Before coming, he had already prepared their background story.

"So, only the three of you remain from your race?" The Overlord Sword's hoarse voice sounded in the ears of both men.

Jiang Cheng's steps slightly halted, the snow creaking underfoot, he held back a laugh, took a deep breath, and nodded:

"Our Skyfire Clan was once a Divine Clan in the Small World, controlling Heavenly Fire Power, ruling over hundreds of races... But now, having arrived in the Monster World, we faced oppression from external forces, causing us..." Jiang Cheng's voice gradually lowered, a hint of pain flashing in his eyes.

The Suffering Soul in the Star Vein Slot activated, letting the Overlord Sword feel the extreme oppressive emotions in Jiang Cheng's heart.

But this negative emotion was not generated by it, so it couldn't absorb the Strength, leaving it somewhat regretful.

At this moment, Jiang Cheng seemed to it like an almost perfect host.

A deep-seated grudge, a desire to get stronger, unwavering determination... especially the unwavering determination, only despair nurtured by the firmest will is the most delicious growth fodder.

By his side, Xia Sheng tightened the black cloak around him at this moment, glanced at Jiang Cheng, and said with a mournful expression:

"Brother, the past cannot be changed, we can only move forward now."

"No, we must seek revenge!" Jiang Cheng's voice was resolute, speaking while looking up at the aurora in the sky, as if even the flying snow could not deter his resolve for vengeance.

The Overlord Sword trembled slightly on Jiang Cheng's back, while feeling satisfied with Jiang Cheng's resolve, it also felt touched by these words, and spoke:

"This world is indeed cruel, though it has vast, boundless lands, it resembles a gigantic graveyard, burying the corpses of countless gods from Small Worlds."

"Those who used to be high in their own world, believing they could control everything, upon arriving here, most became fodder for stronger powers. But it is precisely in this extremely cruel environment that opportunities are nurtured, enough for a Weak Tribe to turn against fate, along with endless resources and wealth, attracting countless races to come forward."

At this point, the Overlord Sword seemed to think of something, and after a brief silence, continued:

"However, what makes a race despair the most in this world is not the arduous obstacles in the growth process, but the endless road to climb. When your race has gone through countless hardships and finally climbed a new step, happily looking down at weaker tribes below, believing to be strong enough, just a glance upward will make you frighteningly aware that countless Strong Clans still stand above, any of which can easily destroy your race."

"Every step upwards is the same, with Weak Tribes gazing up at you, and Strong Clans looking down on you, every painstaking growth seemingly achieving great progress, but in reality, it is merely a negligible step on this endless strength ladder, a long road ahead, never-ending."

After sighing, the Overlord Sword changed its tone:

"By the way, what force destroyed your race... Don't worry, as long as I'm here, I will definitely help you avenge them."

Facing the inquiry, Jiang Cheng replied without hesitation:

"This force is called Black Tide, possessing the ability to create Evil Spirits and devour everything. Our Skyfire Clan, upon arriving in the Monster World, was immediately oppressed by this damn evil force... In that battle, the clan's strong warriors fought desperately but ultimately were outnumbered, our clansmen..." At this point, Jiang Cheng's voice began to choke.

Beside him, Xia Sheng held back his laughter, his mouth twitching as he patted Xia Sheng's shoulder to offer comfort, and angrily rebuked in the team channel:

"Ungrateful child, stop pretending, your father is about to burst into laughter, the mission is going to fail, hold it in!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng decisively remained silent, fearing Xia Sheng might actually laugh out loud.

Laughing during the recollection of deep-seated grudges would certainly make the Overlord Sword suspicious of the story's veracity.

To make the emotions seem more genuine, Jiang Cheng clenched his fists while speaking, actively releasing the Power of Pain to simulate extreme emotional fluctuations.

Instantly, this wave of painful emotion was captured by the Overlord Sword.

However, hearing the word "Black Tide," the Overlord Sword was stunned.

The blood-patterned lines on the sword hilt began to flicker, Jiang Cheng and Xia Sheng, who mastered the Power of Pain, were extremely sensitive to emotional fluctuations, instantly capturing the fear radiating from the Overlord Sword.

The truth was indeed so.

Residing in the Monster World, the renowned Black Tide was naturally known to the Overlord Sword.

In its view, Black Tide was a terrifying calamity that devoured countless worlds, a forbidden force capable of swallowing even the Laws of the world.

It had already interfaced with Black Tide years ago in its Divine Artifact Clan.

And witnessed firsthand as a weak Evil Spirit Warrior under Black Tide's command swiftly mastered power surpassing the entire Divine Artifact Clan.

At the time, the situation was that the Divine Artifact was engaged in a lengthy tug-of-war with a very powerful force.