Night of Despair-Chapter 404 - 402 Repair Four

Nuclear weapons, already humanity’s last card on the table, but now, even this card isn’t really effective.

Yu Hong closed the window, without a reminder about radiation exposure or anything like that; to the Spirit Light gradually covering most people, it was nothing of concern.

Right now, he had more pressing matters to attend to.

To counteract the ominous premonition, he decided to continue to use the Black Mark to enhance his base safehouse.

"Originally I was planning to bring people over... but now it seems, this place is no better than that one...."

With a sigh, Yu Hong’s mind stirred, and a black mist surged behind him, a wooden bridge extending from his back.

He turned around, entered the black mist, walked onto the wooden bridge, and soon arrived in front of a dark river flowing through the mist of darkness.

The Black Ship slowly emerged from the Black River and stopped in front of him.

Yu Hong boarded the ship and sailed down the Black River for about ten minutes.

Soon, the temperature around him began to drop significantly.

Before long, the ship docked, stopping in front of a small pier that seemed to have been recently refurbished.

Yu Hong jumped off the ship, and the black mist behind him dispersed.

Once again, he returned to his absolutely safe Black Wind Camp safehouse.

Without going out, he stood in the center of the safehouse, looking around at all the materials and instruments he had previously collected, illuminated by the soft light.

Recalling the fight against the three-headed goddess-like monster.

"Not enough." This time, when he looked at the safehouse’s outer defensive array, it was obviously several versions behind.

Taking a deep breath.

He finally made a decision.

He reached out and pressed his hand against the wall.

’Enhance the entire safehouse, direction: extreme reinforcement of the outer defensive layer’s strength.’

A flash passed over the back of his hand and flowed into the wall.

Soon, a Black Mark inquiry rose in his mind.

’Do you wish to enhance the safehouse?’

A countdown appeared alongside it: ’17 days 19 hours 2 minutes.’

"Yes!" Yu Hong answered in a deep voice.

Hiss!!

In that moment, all of the Essence Qi and spirit were sucked into the Black Mark wildly.

Such a state continued for over half a minute.

It was only because he replenished very quickly now, otherwise he couldn’t support such an exaggerated devouring speed.

Finally, the absorption ended.

The countdown blurred for a while, then started the official timing.

Yu Hong breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew his hand.

Next, he began to work on a major upgrade to the safehouse.

Not an upgrade of the Black Mark, but using the vast array knowledge he recently learned from the Qingchen Temple Taoist Sect and the Seven Evil Alliance, he started to strengthen and remodel it.

This time, he planned to add various comprehensive functions to the safehouse, to serve as the foundation for future Black Mark enhancements.

After all, a complete foundation is a necessary condition for the enhancement of the Black Mark.

Complete, has always been a necessary condition for strengthening the Black Mark.

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Two days later.

Near Taizhou, over international waters.

The Yin Qi Sky Pillar stretched from heaven to earth, slowly turning, with countless Black Disaster Bugs continuously flying out, merging to the sea like black muddy water.

Occasionally, streaks of Evil Shadows flashed by, carried by the Black Insect Tide, bursting forth from the Sky Pillar.

Hiss!

Suddenly in the dark sky, a flash of white light appeared as a White Light Crane arrived, with the Quan He Monarch holding a black pearl on the crane’s back.

"This is the original Black Disaster Monster. Let’s give it a try." She looked forward with anticipation, gently tossing it forward.

To capture without damaging the Black Disaster is difficult for others, but for someone proficient in sealing like her, it was too easy.

Hiss!

The black pearl shot into the Yin Qi Sky Pillar.

Then everything fell silent.

Quan He waited quietly.

As time passed, the Sky Pillar visibly started to shrink.

Discovering this, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"No way, it actually worked? Yu Hong, that kid..."

Even the Ancient Mages didn’t know of such a method, yet this young man in his twenties did, which clearly indicated his extraordinary background.

She was initially grasping at straws, yet it truly brought her a pleasant surprise.

After several minutes.

The Yin Qi Sky Pillar had shrunk to the thickness of a water bucket.

Then with a puff, it completely dispersed and vanished.

The Gate of Despair inside was now visible, a dark red vortex with a pitch-black frame.

The vortex gradually became transparent, and within less than ten seconds, it quietly and completely dissipated.

"It worked!" Quan He clapped her hands with sparkling eyes.

She moved closer to conduct a thorough check, confirming that it was indeed completely closed.

Unknown Evil Shadows attempted to approach, but with a casual flick of her sleeve, her immense spiritual power instantly turned into a transparent shockwave, directly dispersing them.

Two hours later.

Yu Hong, stationed at the Qingchen Temple and overseeing the Spirit Alliance, was disturbed by a knock on the door while cultivating the Tai Ling Skill.

Opening his eyes, he thought that there must be another emergency on the battlefield requiring his deployment.

These days, he has been called upon more than ten times a day for urgent support to solve the problematic monster invasions in the vicinity.

Most were caused by Three-eyed Dragon Men, while a few were due to large numbers of Black Giants rampaging straightforwardly.

With such frequent engagements, each time with extreme intensity, even with his nearly boundless Inner Strength and a Spiritual Cultivation reaching over ten thousand, he felt profoundly exhausted.

But this place, it was the most hopeful he had seen yet in withstanding the pressure.

With Quan He Monarch blocking in front, this time, there might really be a chance to stop the Black Disaster Spirit Disaster.

Just delay the time, and the Spirit Light will be able to protect everyone, ensuring their survival to the greatest extent.

Long-term high pressure was bound to breed geniuses with exceedingly strong Dao Breath.

Given enough time, it wasn’t impossible to restore the ancient glory of the Mages.

By then, recreating the Sky Stabilizing Plate would not be difficult.

"Who is it?" Yu Hong opened his eyes and looked towards the door.

"Alliance Hierarch! Quan He Monarch has sent back a message. She has successfully closed the nearby Sea’s Gate of Despair! She used the method you provided!" Fu Bai’s voice conveyed excitement from outside.

Although she had always been protected by the Taoist Temple, the increasingly dire situation outside had her feeling uneasy.

Now, receiving good news finally allowed some semblance of stable hope to emerge.

"Really!" Yu Hong immediately got up, considering how impossible it was to find so many Black Disaster Monsters outside, and how even more difficult it was to locate the first monster here compared to in Hope City.

Because the monsters here were not immortal.

Who knew if the first monster had already been killed.

But unexpectedly, Quan He really did it!

"Where is Quan He senior now?" Yu Hong stood up and quickly opened the door.

"The True Monarch has already continued to search for other Gates of Despair!" Fu Bai replied.

"I’ll go see!"

Yu Hong immediately left the Taoist Temple, without informing anyone, activated Thunderbolt Leg, and sped towards the seaside.

He passed through the martial-law city district, leapt over the high walls, and casually eliminated any roaming Black Disaster Monsters along the way.

Minutes later, he arrived at the beach. Agrius materialized out of thin air, supporting him, and they plunged into the sea, heading towards the direction of the Gate of Despair.

At this time, the night was dark, and dense fog enveloped everything, making it impossible to see anything at sea.

After over ten minutes.

Yu Hong found the location where the Yin Qi Sky Pillar used to be, and indeed, the very conspicuous gigantic Heavenly Pillar had entirely disappeared.

Along with it, the number of various Black Disaster Monsters in the surrounding seawater had also significantly decreased.

His heart was overjoyed, and he immediately began to clear up the more dangerous Evil Shadow Black Tides in the vicinity.

Time flew, and three days passed.

In these three days.

Quan He Monarch only rested for six hours each day, spending the rest battling tirelessly, with impressive achievements.

In three days, she closed more than thirty Gates of Despair. There were still five gates estimated to be where the first beast had been killed early on and thus untraceable, preventing closure.

Such efficiency greatly relieved the pressure on the Yasong Disaster Great Wall.

It also allowed the Disaster Countermeasures Department to concentrate more forces on dealing with the Spirit Disaster Gate of Ten Thousand Spirits.

Even more gratifying to Yu Hong was that the method also proved effective against the Gate of Ten Thousand Spirits.

On her way, Quan He Monarch came across a Gate of Ten Thousand Spirits and tried it.

Unexpectedly... It closed the gate of major Spirit Disaster.

This time, the populace around the entire Disaster Great Wall boiled over with excitement.

During this time, the Spirit Disasters and Black Disasters primarily initiated by the Seven Evil Alliance were concentrated in the southern and northern parts of Yasong.

The civilians of these two areas were the main victims.

Thanks to the vast territory, many of the monsters did not reach the other regional cities.

With the Disaster Great Wall built in time, only about thirty or so cities were affected by the disaster.

The rest of the regions were mainly impacted by the descending darkness and pervasive fog.

After confirming that Quan He Monarch really closed a large number of Black Disaster Spirit Disaster gates, Yasong Official decreed that all forces should cooperate fully around her efforts.

And Yu Hong also ordered the Spirit Alliance to take the opportunity to attack and destroy the monsters’ living forces as much as possible.

Under such circumstances, two weeks passed.

Finally.

At the ruins of Zihe Palace.

Above the extensive ruins of the Taoist Palace, Quan He Monarch stood atop a gigantic, half-transparent immortal crane, looking ahead at the Yin Qi Sky Pillar that stretched from heaven to earth.

"This is the last Gate of Ten Thousand Spirits," she said in a relaxed tone, filled with a sense of immense relief.

Behind her, the high-ranking members of the Spirit Alliance and the leadership of the Taoist Sects had all gathered here.

Even the remaining experts of the Seven Evil Alliance had convened.

During this time, they were pulled to fill lines, plugged into wherever needed without any regard for their survival.

With continuous attrition, the Seven Evil Alliance’s personnel had been reduced by more than half, leaving only those with a fierce glint in their eyes, all deadly killing machines.

Of the Seven Evils, Ghost Bell was nowhere to be found, reportedly killed in an ambush by Ku Chan. But no one cared.

The rest of the Seven Evils did not care, the recovered Long Qingzi did not care, and Yu Hong cared even less.

Compared to Ku Chan, the mere Ghost Bell was nothing; dead was dead.

Ku Chan’s value was evidently higher.

After experiencing many plots and schemes, the now-enlightened Ku Chan finally got the knack of ambush.

He was no longer as naïve as before.

At this moment, he stood beside Yu Hong, no longer clutching the corpse of his wife but wearing a black Daoist robe instead. His disfigured face was covered with a golden mask of a human figure, slightly feminine, clearly in the image of Ghost Bell.

"After this gate closes, can everything finally end?" he asked softly.

"Temporarily over," Yu Hong nodded.

"But why hasn’t this darkness passed? The last door is nearly closed," the silent Taoist in the distance voiced his confusion.

"Perhaps once this last door is closed, it will slowly disperse," Yu Hong speculated. "No matter what, closing the doors is good for us!"

A group of Magicians nodded in agreement, all looking up at Quan He Monarch in the sky.