47: Chapter 47 The Psionic Alarm Sounds and the Craving of the Abyss's Maw
The sky above the Divine Realm was cloudless.
The steady airflow was suddenly torn and stirred by an invisible force, becoming chaotic.
In the air, the warmth and vitality belonging to the Divine Realm were rapidly fading, replaced by a cold, deathly silence originating from the depths of the underworld.
"Hiss—"
Queen of Blades Sarah, who was leading a squad of Corrupted Wyvern on a routine patrol, suddenly reined in her mount and let out a sharp hiss.
The bone wings on her back tensed abruptly, and every limb transmitted signals of extreme danger.
An incredibly terrifying aura, like an invisible mountain, was crushing down from the end of the horizon.
That pure pressure of death made even her, a battle-hardened Tier 6 hero unit, feel a tremor from the depths of her soul.
In Sarah's purple pupils, the light of human emotion instantly faded, replaced by the Zerg Swarm's most primitive and pure combat instinct.
Deep within her pupils, two points of psionic energy purple light contracted and condensed, finally turning into two pinpoints.
psionic energy vision, full power activated!
The entire world instantly changed in her perception.
Matter was stripped away, and the flow trajectories of energy became clearly visible.
Dozens of kilometers away, a massive black cloud of death energy, impossible to describe in words and large enough to blot out the sun, was rolling toward her with unreasonable speed.
That was not a cloud.
It was a physical manifestation condensed from the wails and curses of billions of departed souls, a projection of the pure Law of Death into the real world!
In the center of the black cloud, a ghostly white Phantom Bone Dragon with a wingspan exceeding one hundred meters was tearing through the sky with an overbearing posture.
Every flap of its wings stirred up a hurricane of death.
Every time its hollow jaw opened and closed, it did not spew fire, but a pale white dragon breath capable of freezing and dissolving souls.
It was a doomsday bomber taking off from the abyss of hell, fully loaded with death and destruction!
"Alarm! Alarm!"
Sarah's voice no longer had any feminine softness, leaving only cold, urgent commands that instantly spread throughout the entire Divine Realm via the Zerg Swarm's mental network.
"Level 1 combat alert! Detected an ultra-high energy reaction approaching!"
Hum—!
An invisible red mental shockwave instantly swept through the entire Zerg Swarm.
All Zerg Swarm units, whether hatching, feeding, or dormant, stopped all actions at the same moment, raised their ferocious heads, and looked in the same direction.
On the construction site of the newly built underground city, those Gray Dwarves who had just been "converted" were terrified out of their wits by this sudden mental storm.
They dropped their tools and, acting like madmen, screamed as they tried to dive into the tunnels they had just dug.
"What is the panic for!"
A majestic, steady voice, as if carrying the power of divine law, exploded across the Divine Realm without warning.
The voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every living creature, instantly suppressing all panic and noise.
Those frenzied Gray Dwarves seemed to have been hit by a pause button; they froze in place instantly, with expressions of terror still plastered on their faces.
In the center of the Divine Realm, at the top of the five-hundred-meter-tall Abyssal Poisonous mother tree Rott that pierced the clouds, space twisted slightly.
Su Chen's figure appeared out of thin air, as if he had been standing there all along.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his divine robe flapping loudly in the chaotic airflow, his black hair dancing wildly.
He narrowed his eyes, his gaze piercing through dozens of kilometers of space, precisely locking onto the massive Bone Dragon charging over with menacing momentum.
There was not a hint of panic on his face.
In fact, not even a trace of seriousness could be seen.
Instead, his mouth curled upward uncontrollably, outlining a curve full of playfulness and anticipation.
[Warning! Eighth-tier legendary creature detected: Phantom Bone Dragon!]
[Warning! Hostile deity detected: God of Shadows!]
In his mind, the cold system prompt flashed by, confirming his guess.
"Tier 8?"
Su Chen whispered to himself, his voice filled with irrepressible excitement.
"I was just worrying about where to test my new toy, and someone actually traveled thousands of miles to deliver it to my door?"
What a good person.
Su Chen's original plan was to find a way deep underground to drag up that sleeping, also Tier 8, Magma Behemoth.
That guy had thick skin and a violent temper, making it the perfect test subject for his new weapon.
Unexpectedly, this God of Shadows was so "thoughtful" and so understanding.
He not only delivered himself to the door but also brought a perfect, perfectly matched experimental subject.
"And this aura... it really is that God of Shadows."
Su Chen's eyes turned cold.
"There is a path to heaven, yet you do not take it; there is no door to hell, yet you rush in."
He did not hesitate at all, his massive mental power instantly connecting to the entire Zerg Swarm network, issuing the highest-level command.
"Attention, all troops!"
"Ground troops, retreat and enter the combat bunkers; do not make unnecessary sacrifices!"
"Suspend the capture plan for the Magma Behemoth!"
"Rott!"
Su Chen's voice suddenly rose, carrying an unquestionable command.
"Wake that guy up! Spread the canopy!"
Rumble—!!!
As if in response to the Overlord's will, the entire five-hundred-meter-tall Abyssal Poisonous mother tree roared with a dull, thunderous sound.
The earth began to tremble violently.
Its massive canopy, which blotted out the sky, those layers upon layers of leaves and branches capable of covering a small city, began to split outward in a way that defied the laws of nature.
That was not the growth of a plant.
It was a mechanical, monstrously beautiful disintegration and reconstruction.
The massive canopy, like a blooming man-eating flower from the abyss, peeled away layer by layer, revealing the bone-chilling, ferocious creation hidden at its very core.
With the opening of the final layer of the canopy, that thing was finally completely exposed to the air.
It was precisely the Tier 8 biological building—the "Abyssal Command Maw"—that had been created by activating and modifying the rules parsed from the "Gate of Ten Thousand Beasts Seal"!
It was a mouth.
A mouth so disproportionately huge that it could not be compared to any known creature!
It had no teeth; instead, it had circles of shark-like, barbed keratin layers.
Inside it flowed purple mucus that emitted highly corrosive gas, and countless flesh tentacles of varying lengths stirred and rolled within, making a teeth-grinding "gurgle" sound.
It seemed to have sensed something.
The giant mouth opened slightly, aiming in the direction of the Phantom Bone Dragon in the sky.
It had sensed that massive, pure, and delicious life (undead) energy.
"Hungry..."
"Hungry..."
Bursts of mental fluctuations, not quite sounds but more powerful than any sound, erupted from the giant mouth.
It was the most primitive, instinctual cry involving the level of laws, instantly covering a radius of a hundred miles.
It was the hunger of the abyss.
Su Chen's figure slowly descended, gently stroking the warm, slippery, and still-writhing flesh wall at the edge of the giant mouth, his eyes as cold as knives.
He looked up at the black dot on the horizon that was getting closer and closer, at the Phantom Bone Dragon whose outline could already be seen with the naked eye.
He could feel the unmasked, hysterical hatred and madness of the God of Shadows.
He smiled.
"Come, baby."
Su Chen said softly, his voice as gentle as if he were calling to his lover.
"Since you've come, don't leave."