146: Counterattack! Advance!

Black Wind Highland, the wind whimpered.

Maergan stood on the high platform, his outstretched arms seemingly embracing this dark land.

The vertical pupil on his forehead glowed with purple light, sweeping over every face below.

"That's right! We have nothing!"

His voice, filled with excitement, pierced through the wind and struck the soul of every person.

"Our territories have turned to Scorched Earth, our people reduced to dry bones! The Blue Star Alliance has stolen our past and wants to bury our future!"

"But they are wrong!"

Maergan's voice rose.

"Having nothing also means there's nothing left to lose! Since there's no retreat, then we'll drag the entire Woma World down into eternal darkness with us!"

"Without a retreat, we'll turn the whole world into our graveyard! Without glory, we'll forge our final monument with the grandest destruction!"

"Now, the final journey of revenge is about to begin!"

"Tell me, are you ready for this carnival?!"

"Roar—!!!"

A roar like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami erupting burst from the throats of the allied forces.

It was the last cry of the desperate, the reckless madness of those driven into a corner.

Giant Statue Overseer Ba'er, who had been standing silently behind Maergan, bared her teeth in a cruel smile, then slammed her massive warhammer onto the ground.

Amidst the roar, the engines of her grotesque war constructs all rumbled in unison, spewing hot steam.

Maergan watched all of this with satisfaction, slowly raising his right hand, in his palm lay a crystal the size of a walnut, its surface covered with countless profound carvings.

"Legendary-grade Teleportation Beacon—void seed."

He murmured to himself, then poured all his psionic energy into it.

Crack!

The crystal shattered in response, and an endless silver-grey light erupted from it, tearing space apart.

A massive silver-grey vortex, large enough to blot out the sky, slowly formed above the allied forces. The center of the vortex was incredibly deep, as if leading to another world.

"Go!"

Maergan's voice resounded throughout the field, "To the Red Soil Plateau! Tear them apart! Destroy everything!"

The Undead Sea of the Dark Star Empire surged into the vortex first, followed closely by the Bloodline Knights and the Three-Eyed Race's war constructs.

This army, forged from hatred and despair, embarked on its final journey without hesitation.

...

At the same time, on the Red Soil Plateau, at the Blue Star Alliance's forward base.

The Commander of the garrison, who had just seen off Shadow One and Leon, was pacing back and forth, restless.

The term 'plane embryo' weighed on his heart like a mountain, making him breathless.

"We must strengthen our defenses, raise the alert level to the highest..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Woo—woo—woo!!!

Inside the base, a sharp alarm blared!

Blinding red light illuminated the entire base like hell.

"What's going on?!"

The Commander jolted, rushing to the observation deck.

The next second, the color drained completely from his face.

In the distant sky, a gigantic silver-grey vortex was expanding wildly.

That ominous spatial fluctuation instantly overloaded all the base's detection equipment.

Immediately after, an endless tide of enemies poured out of the vortex.

An endless expanse of skeletal soldiers, Bloodline Knights riding crimson warhorses, Three-Eyed Race psionics, and... those mountain-sized war constructs with cannons flashing with destructive light!

At the very front of the army, several figures made him momentarily stop breathing.

That one with the vertical pupil flashing with an eerie purple light on his forehead was Prophet Margan of the Three-Eyed Race.

That woman carrying a giant hammer with a crazed look on her face was Giant Statue Overseer Ba'er.

And also some well-known lords from the Dark Star Empire and the Three-Eyed Race.

"Enemy attack!!!"

The Commander's roar echoed across the front lines.

"It's the main forces of the Dark Star Empire and the Three-Eyed Race!"

"All units! Enter maximum combat readiness! Quickly!!"

"Send the highest level distress signal to Alliance Command, to Radiant City, and to all neighboring territories! Repeat! Highest level!"

Before his voice faded, Giant Statue Overseer Ba'er in the distance had already raised her warhammer with a sinister grin.

"The appetizer is here! Flatten them for me!"

In an instant, hundreds of thick energy beams streaked across the sky, like a doomsday judgment, smashing fiercely into the forward base's energy shield.

Boom boom boom—!!!

Amidst earth-shattering explosions, the entire Red Soil Plateau trembled violently.

A great war was on the verge of breaking out.

...

Just as the Red Soil Plateau was engulfed in a sea of fire.

In the core area of Infinite City, inside the Grand Void Azurewood Palace, there was a profound stillness.

Su Jin stood before the core of the Qingmu Palace, which was a gigantic green heart, slowly pulsating, woven from countless vines and roots.

Vast life energy and psionic fluctuations emanated from it, filling the entire space with vitality.

"Are you ready?"

Su Jin's voice was calm.

"Yes, my Lord."

A voice, directly in his mind, that was the will of Bai Xiao.

Su Jin's gaze fell on an item suspended beside the green heart.

It was a small piece of ember, seemingly solidified from light, radiating an eternal, warm aura.

It was precisely the legendary-grade wondrous item bestowed by Apolosi, the Lord of Radiance—the Ember of Radiance.

Sublimation to Legendary rank required a rare material called the "Heart of Legend" as a foundation, which was a crystallization of world laws. The Woma World had not produced any for a thousand years.

And from outside, it couldn't be brought in due to the Woma World's rules of exclusion.

But Su Jin's Sublimation talent could break this rule, directly replacing this material.

"Bai Xiao, you have liberated your true name, and your foundation is complete."

"Madam Apolosi's 'Ember of Radiance' ensures that even if you fail, your origin will not be damaged."

Su Jin looked at the green heart before him and continued, "And the most crucial 'Heart of Legend' for advancing to Legendary rank, I will take care of that."

These words were spoken lightly, yet they were tantamount to altering the world's underlying laws.

"Understood."

Bai Xiao's voice was filled with trust and anticipation.

Su Jin said no more. He slowly raised his left hand, and the mysterious "∞" symbol on the back of his hand shone with an unprecedented brilliant light.

The light was pure and profound, as if it contained the mysteries of the universe's beginning.

He gently placed his hand upon the pulsating green heart.

"In my name, Ascend!"

Buzz—

In an instant, the entire Grand Void Azurewood Palace came alive!

Countless Sky-Peering Vines grew wildly, their perceptions piercing through spatial barriers, as if to peer into the mysteries of the entire world.

In the Yi Wood Thunder Pool, the Qing Xiao Divine Thunder roared, crackling with electricity.

The Shapeshifting Simulated Realm's function was pushed to its limit, countless illusory armies and barrier labyrinths appeared and vanished within the palace, ultimately transforming into the purest spiritual energy, feeding back into the core.

The "∞" symbol on the back of Su Jin's hand was continuously injecting an indescribable, primordial power, beyond the scope of psionic energy, into Bai Xiao's core.

This power was creating something out of nothing, weaving and condensing a unique "Heart of Legend" for him!

The "Ember of Radiance" also sensed this immense transformative power, automatically emitting a soft golden halo.

Like a gentle Guardian, it enveloped the entire Qingmu Palace, ready to quell any potential unrest.

The green heart pulsed faster and faster, more and more powerfully.

A new, terrifying pressure, superior to the Golden rank, began to emanate from it.

Bai Xiao's consciousness roared, cheered, and welcomed a great transformation that transcended the level of life.

The entire Infinite City hummed softly under this pressure.

A storm that would determine the future landscape was simultaneously unfolding in two distant battlefields, in vastly different ways.