45: Chapter 45 The Alliance is Formed!

The heavy pressure of the laws, resembling an invisible millstone, ruthlessly crushed every outsider on the wasteland.

"Bang!"

A [Corrupted Two-Headed Hound] covered in pustules and emitting a pungent, foul stench was blasted away by a single punch, smashing heavily against a broken stone pillar and turning into a pool of stinking black blood.

Lian Zhan gasped heavily for breath, resembling a beast driven to a desperate plight.

His originally imposing, custom-made military battle armor had now become tattered, covered in crisscrossing scratches and bite marks.

On his well-built muscles, several wounds deep enough to see bone were oozing black blood, evidently poisoned by the fiery toxins of the wasteland monsters.

"Damn it! The gravity in this damn place is simply abnormal!" Lian Zhan gritted his teeth and casually wiped the blood and filth from his face.

Here, every punch he threw consumed more than five times the physical stamina compared to the outside world.

The thin and frantic elements in the air made the recovery speed of his Divine Kingdom's dependents excruciatingly slow.

Not far from him, Liu Ting, who had always maintained the persona of a cold and aloof goddess, was in an even more disheveled state at this moment.

Her smooth, long hair had long been matted together by sweat and dust, and her exquisitely peerless face was stained with black ash.

The hem of her gorgeous mage robe was torn in several places, revealing fair yet mud-stained calves.

"Crack…"

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the last Frost Spirit in front of her could no longer withstand the surrounding chaotic elemental storm, letting out a wail before shattering into ice debris all over the ground.

Liu Ting's body swayed abruptly, nearly collapsing to the ground, her breathtakingly beautiful eyes filled with unmaskable panic and exhaustion.

Her proud army of dependents was like fragile glass toys in this degenerated Divine Kingdom where even space exuded malice, vulnerable to a single blow.

As for Zhang Hao of the Zhang family, this usually gentle and refined young master of an aristocratic family was currently sitting slumped without any image behind a massive boulder.

The flame shield around his body had dimmed to the extreme, as if a gust of wind could blow it out.

To resist the ubiquitous heavy pressure and the aberrant venomous insects darting out from the ground from time to time, his mental power had overdrawn to a critical point, and his face was as pale as paper.

As for the other ordinary aristocratic youths who followed them in, their situation was even more miserable.

Along the way, several cold corpses had been left behind, gnawed by the wasteland monsters until only skeletons remained; they didn't even have the chance to crush the life-saving jade talismans to exit the Divine Kingdom.

"What fucking frustration!"

Looking at this group of low-morale, defeated-soldier-like prodigies around him, Lian Zhan slammed a punch against the nearby rock, shaking loose gravel to fall in a rustle.

Without comparison, there would be no harm.

If this group of aristocratic youths struggling on the edge of life and death knew what kind of life someone was living just dozens of kilometers away in the depths of the wasteland, they would probably spit three liters of blood on the spot!

Scene shifts.

Lin Yunfei walked unhurriedly through a relatively well-preserved cluster of astrology buildings, draped in a pitch-black cloak and wearing a faceless mask, looking like an idle aristocrat taking a stroll in his own backyard.

"Hum!!!"

The heavy pressure of the laws that was enough to make Lian Zhan and the others struggle to take a step landed on Lin Yunfei, only to be perfectly neutralized by the xuanming heavy water and starlight energy naturally exuded from within his body.

This was just like others trudging through a quagmire with a great mountain on their backs, while he was driving an armored vehicle for a joyride on flat ground!

"Oh? This is a shattered piece of [Star-Glazed Gold]?"

"Although its divinity has lost quite a bit, taking it back to use as a material for Divine Kingdom buildings is still exceptionally worthwhile."

Lin Yunfei bent down, picked up a piece of metal flickering with a faint glow from the ruins, and threw it into his Creator space with satisfaction.

Along the way, because he completely didn't need to be distracted to resist environmental pressure, nor did he need to fight to the death with those wasteland monsters, low-level monsters had long been frightened into fleeing in disarray upon sensing the terrifying destructive aura of the xuanming heavy water on him.

Lin Yunfei forcibly turned this perilous Divine Kingdom exploration into a relaxed and pleasant "scavenging game".

"The filtering effect of the Starry Sky Ancient Tree is truly not bad; it not only solved the flood disaster, but also raised the strength of my physical body to an unimaginable degree."

Feeling the exuberant energy inside his body that was almost overflowing, Lin Yunfei hooked the corners of his mouth under the mask into a pleasant arc.

Meanwhile, in the camp on the outskirts of the wasteland,

Lian Zhan took a deep breath.

He knew that if they continued to fight individually like this and remained a loose sheet of sand, let alone striving for the Tier 2 Divine Kingdom Origin of the Central Hall, whether this group of people could walk there alive was an unknown variable.

He suddenly stood up, his stalwart body standing tall among the crowd like an iron tower, and the violent power of his blood Qi was released without any concealment, instantly suppressing the entire scene.

"Listen to me, all of you!"

Lian Zhan's tiger-like eyes widened, and his voice resounded like a great bell across the dead wasteland.

"Everyone has seen the situation of this degenerated Divine Kingdom! The degree of danger far exceeds our expectations! If everyone still harbors selfish motives, thinking of preserving their strength or expecting others to take the blame, then all of us will die here today!"

Hearing Lian Zhan's words, Liu Ting, Zhang Hao, and the others all fell silent.

Although they didn't want to admit it in their hearts, this was the bloody truth.

Lian Zhan glanced around and said in a deep voice: "I propose that starting from now, everyone must cast aside past grudges and form an absolute alliance!"

"All dependents with defensive and pathfinding talents will push to the very front! Healers and ranged damage dealers will stay in the middle!"

"We will concentrate all our resources and strength together, and like a sharp knife, pierce straight into the Central Hall in the central zone!"

Hearing this, Zhang Hao weakly coughed twice, a trace of shrewdness flashing in the depths of his eyes: "Brother Lian, forming an alliance is naturally a good thing. But once we reach the Central Hall, how should that Tier 2 origin be distributed?"

This was the issue that all aristocratic youths cared about the most.

Lian Zhan sneered: "Simple! Before arriving at the Central Hall and getting the origin, if anyone dares to slack off or stab others in the back, I, Lian Zhan, will tear him alive first! At worst, we'll all go down together!"

"As for after reaching the Central Hall," a trace of fanatical battle intent flashed in Lian Zhan's eyes, "it depends on individual abilities! Whoever has the harder fists and the deeper foundation, the origin belongs to whoever! But before seeing the origin, no one is allowed to engage in internal strife! Those who agree, stand over here! Those who disagree, get lost right now, this lord doesn't drag dead weight!"

These words were crude but made sense, directly hitting everyone's pain points.

Liu Ting bit her red lips, looked at the few low-tier dependents remaining by her side, and helplessly nodded: "I agree with Lian Zhan's proposal, and I will cooperate fully."

Zhang Hao also slowly stood up, patted the dust off his robe, and smiled gently: "Since Brother Lian has such boldness, I, Zhang Hao, will naturally accompany the gentleman to the death."

Seeing someone take the lead in expressing their stance, the remaining aristocratic youths were like grasping at a straw of life, chiming in one after another.

Soon, an "assault squad" temporarily cobbled together from numerous aristocratic prodigies took shape.

They summoned all kinds of trump-card defensive items and dependents, enduring immense pressure to form a tight formation, and began advancing with difficulty towards the depths of the wasteland like a bulky yet tenacious bulldozer.

"Keep up closely! In one go, take down the origin!"

Lian Zhan walked at the very front, bathing in blood from head to toe, resembling an unyielding god of war.

Lian Zhan believed that within this place, he was the strongest, and the Tier 2 origin was something he was bound to win! ! !