Seizing Destiny From Heavens Hands-Chapter 435: The War Ends, Battle Merits Soar

Chapter 435: The War Ends, Battle Merits Soar

The victory banquet lasted all the way until midnight.

Many of the Demon-Suppressing Guards were so overjoyed they got completely drunk.

But after such a great battle, the demons didn’t dare launch another assault for the time being. And with guards still on duty at the walls, there was no real danger, even if some were inebriated.

After all, during the battle, everyone’s body and nerves had been under immense tension.

Now that it was over, fine wine and good food were the best way to unwind.

Shen Mo bid farewell to the others and returned to the armory with Wang Xing’an and a few others.

On the way, Shen Mo asked, “Commander Wang, I should be allowed to enter the Grade-A warehouse now, right?”

Wang Xing’an laughed heartily. “Of course you can! Forget the Grade-A warehouse—I'd even be your assistant if you asked!”

Shen Mo smiled and nodded.

The remaining components of the demon armor were stored in the Grade-A warehouse.

This was reasonable.

The four warehouses of the armory contained piles of weapons—some intact, some damaged, and others completely destroyed.

Naturally, the demon armor would be among them.

The armory was usually quite deserted.

The Grade-A warehouse, in particular, could only be accessed by Wang Xing’an. No one else was permitted entry.

That was why the demon armor had remained undiscovered for so long.

According to how fate was supposed to unfold, Wang Xing’an would’ve stumbled upon it ten days later while cleaning the Grade-A warehouse.

But by then, the armor’s light would have faded, and its power mostly lost.

Wang Xing’an would’ve mistaken it for a scrapped spiritual artifact and discarded it.

It was through that chance that Lin Dongtian eventually acquired the demon armor.

Now, hearing Wang Xing’an’s affirmative reply, Shen Mo nodded with a smile. “Good.”

They soon returned to the armory.

Everyone else headed back to their own quarters.

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Some were too excited to sleep.

Others passed out snoring, drunk beyond reason.

Shen Mo sat cross-legged on his bed, his face beaming with joy.

He hadn’t had a chance to check his battle merit records during the chaos.

And since the constant notifications were annoying, he had muted them entirely.

Now, with the night quiet and peaceful, it was the perfect time to see just how much merit he had racked up.

Shen Mo sent his spiritual sense into the Demon-Suppressing Bracelet.

A flood of notifications popped up like app alerts on a phone.

[Blood Energy Cannon killed 60 Lesser Demon Generals – 5 Class-D merits earned.]

[Spirit Energy Cannon killed 5 True Demon Emperors – 5 Class-D merits earned.]

[Solo kill on one Gold-Tier True Demon Lord – 20 Class-C merits earned.]

[Spirit Energy Cannon helped kill one Descendant of a Great Demon – 3 Class-B merits earned.]

…

Shen Mo kept scrolling down.

His gaze finally froze on one particular entry.

[Flame Flood Dragon Ram killed a Great Demon – 60 Class-A merits earned.]

Shen Mo: “!”

Sixty Class-A merits?!

He immediately focused his spiritual sense on that record.

A more detailed breakdown appeared at once.

[Killing one Great Demon yields 100 Class-A merits total.]

[Zhang Longxiang acted as bait to lure the Fifth Great Demon, Anfeng – awarded 25 Class-A merits.]

[Wang Xing’an and others piloted eight Flame Flood Dragon Rams to strike and kill Anfeng – awarded 15 Class-A merits.]

[Shen Mo forged all eight Flame Flood Dragon Cloudships, contributed the most – awarded 60 Class-A merits.]

After the entire battle, Shen Mo’s total tally came out to:

– 60 Class-A merits

– 35 Class-B merits

– 129 Class-C merits

– 2,850 Class-D merits

His smile widened.

A bright, cheerful grin spread across his face.

As expected, just like he had planned—crafting military equipment was the fastest path to accumulating merits!

All he had to do was work in the armory crafting weapons. Once those weapons were used in battle, merit would flow in endlessly.

“The key was those eight Flame Flood Dragon Cloudships. Without them, Zhang Longxiang couldn’t have acted as bait, and Wang Xing’an’s crew couldn’t have attacked.”

“That means my contribution to killing Anfeng was the greatest.”

Shen Mo understood clearly.

“The Heavenly Dao Treasury appears once every ten days. There are five days left until the next arrival.”

“The fifth layer of Divine Elephant Suppresses Prison Force—almost within reach!”

Anticipation lit up Shen Mo’s face.

Demon-Suppressing Sea, Sixth Layer.

An Zhenshan once again arrived at this demonic palace.

Previously, the entrance to the palace had been guarded by two vicious demonized flood dragons.

Now, the outside of this demonic palace was surrounded by a large number of demon troops.

Among them were even peak True Demon Lords.

The two demonized flood dragons had been squeezed into a corner, trembling like frightened snakes.

An Zhenshan knew the reason.

Because the Sixth Great Demon, Anchen, was currently residing in this demonic palace.

These demons were stationed here to guard Anchen.

An Zhenshan kept a respectful posture and approached the entrance.

A peak True Demon Lord stepped forward to block him. “State your business.”

An Zhenshan respectfully replied, “I’m here to see Lord Anfan.”

“Token.”

An Zhenshan quickly offered his token.

Only then did the peak True Demon Lord nod and allow him to pass.

An Zhenshan entered the demonic palace, walking down long corridors and through multiple courtyards.

He could hear waves of seductive sounds drifting through the air.

The atmosphere was thick with the scent of breeding and lust.

The stronger the demon, the more frequently they bred—to propagate their bloodline.

Take the Sixth Great Demon Anchen, for example—he had fathered over ten thousand offspring.

More than half of them possessed Great Demon bloodlines. The rest, even if merely True Demons, were far stronger than ordinary ones.

An Zhenshan dared not look around, nor listen too closely.

Even though he, too, coveted those beautiful female demons, he understood—such desires were not for someone of his status.

Eventually, he arrived before a remote courtyard.

“Lord Anfan, it’s An Zhenshan.”

“Enter.”

An Zhenshan pushed the door open and respectfully closed it behind him.

Anfan was the same as before, calmly reading a book.

“How’s the battle situation? Why have my father’s forces suddenly grown in number?” Anfan asked, puzzled.

An Zhenshan immediately reported everything he had gathered, without missing a detail.

Anfan’s eyes widened. “What? Xuanwu Fortress deployed eight massive cloudships? The Fifth Great Demon Anfeng fell in battle?!”

An Zhenshan nodded respectfully. “After the Fifth Great Demon was slain, more than half of his subordinates merged into your father’s army.”

Anfan asked again, “And what about that Shen Mo I told you to watch? Is he dead?”

An Zhenshan shook his head. “Reporting to Lord Anfan, in the early days of the battle, I did not spot Shen Mo at all.”

“It wasn’t until the end, when the eight massive cloudships appeared, that I noticed he was aboard one of them.”

“Lord, I dare to speculate—Shen Mo is likely stationed in the armory.”

Anfan frowned.

No wonder Shen Mo hadn’t died—he had gone to the armory.

“I heard that the armory of every fortress is always desolate, filled with useless Demon-Suppressing Guards just waiting out their days.”

“Shen Mo doesn’t seem like the type to loaf around. Why would he go there?”

Anfan couldn’t help but question inwardly.

He spoke in a low voice, “Continue keeping an eye on Shen Mo. And… find out where those massive cloudships came from—report back immediately once you know!”

An Zhenshan bowed. “Yes, my lord!”

After a moment’s thought, he added, “In five days, the Heavenly Dao Golden Roll will descend. I will return then to report on the latest situation.”

“I’ll also compile a list of promising young talents who emerged from the Demon-Suppressing Guard during this battle.”

Anfan nodded in satisfaction. “Good. You’ve done well.”

“You’re still just a Silver-Tier True Demon Lord, right? Take this—strive to break through to the Gold Tier soon.”

As he spoke, he tossed over a piece of dark purple crystal.

Within it, three drops of blood shimmered.

An Zhenshan was stunned, then instantly overjoyed. “Thank you, Lord Anfan, for bestowing your blood essence!”

Anfan had personally received the blood of the Sixth Great Demon Anchen. His status surpassed that of Great Demon descendants and was second only to the Children of the Great Demons.

His blood had already been fully merged with Great Demon blood.

To a regular True Demon like An Zhenshan, this blood was an unparalleled treasure.

Naturally, he was filled with gratitude and devotion.

“Go, and don’t disappoint me,” Anfan said with a nod.

“Yes!”

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