394: Overall disadvantage

It was precisely because breaking the curse was too difficult that Lin Ye listed it as his last option.

“I don’t need it now, but if the Milky Way falls in the future and I become strong enough to seek revenge, I can use it then,” Lin Ye thought.

............

“Kill!” Shouts of battle rose and fell, echoing throughout the entire universe.

“Too weak, too weak,” the Demons mocked arrogantly.

“The universe, how wonderful,” they plundered everything greedily.

“Quick, dodge that magnetic cannon! It’s even more powerful than a Thunder Law spell.” The Demons were gradually adapting to the universe’s combat methods.

In every corner of the universe, War raged and smoke filled the air.

Except for the starfields connected to the powerful Great Worlds within the Star Realm and their affiliated worlds, all other areas were being beaten back by the Demons, fleeing in all directions.

Even the territories of the Four Great God Races and the Three Great Noble Alliances only achieved some advantages in local battlefields, but overall, they were still at a disadvantage.

However, this was merely the initial stage of the War.

If more Demons continued to pour in, and even angels joined the fight, could the universe withstand this powerful force?

“So, being attacked with full force by the Demons is this terrifying? How ridiculous, I used to mock the weak races in that Star Realm, who were beaten into a rout even with the angels’ help. Now it seems that wasn’t because of the angels at all, but because these Demons are simply too strong!”

“It’s terrifying! Their lowest-level existences are still much stronger than our planet’s warriors. What kind of power is this?”

“The universe is finished, finished, hahaha.” A powerful individual suddenly broke down crying, then burst into maniacal laughter, clearly having lost his sanity.

“We must cede territory and seek peace; perhaps only then can we save the universe.” Someone proposed a seemingly feasible suggestion, but it was quickly refuted.

“Cede territory and seek peace? What a joke! How can we allow others to sleep in our own bed?” An elder said angrily, “If we choose to compromise, who will respect us in the future?”

“If we are willing to give up some, why not? You must know that Hell and Heaven are ultimately hostile. If we surrender to the Demons and agree to jointly target the angels, we might just get a chance to survive,” another elder offered a different perspective. He believed that only by cooperating with the Demons could the universe temporarily maintain its peace.

With the emergence of this proposal, some people began to waver, and their previously firm stances started to blur. The capitulation faction gradually emerged.

The problem was that what he said was well-reasoned.

When the conquered object no longer resisted, the idea of complete annihilation would not exist at all; a living prey was more valuable than a dead one.

This voice grew louder and louder.

Even quite a few planets had already surrendered entirely to the Demons.

.........

Universe Alliance.

“Damn it, why is it that when disaster strikes, there are always people who want to surrender? Those Demons devour people whole; are they so easily satisfied? A bunch of fools!” A War God Clan councilor slammed his palm down, shattering the tabletop.

“You have to believe in the diversity of Life. Haven’t some planets from your War God Clan surrendered too?”

“What? You’re….”

“This is the Universe Alliance, not a place for arguments.” Someone immediately interrupted him.

The War God Clan councilor could only sit down, seething with indignation.

But he also knew in his heart that the other party was right; there were many capitulationists within their War God Clan as well.

Even though the War God Clan were naturally warlike, willing to die in War and viewing it as an honor, there were still some cowards among them.

“According to statistics, currently, four thousand starfields have surrendered, the number of those annihilated has reached ten thousand, and those occupied have reached one hundred thousand. And this is just the beginning.”

Everyone was silent.

The data was too terrifying.

One must know that the standard for being included in the statistics was that the starfield must have at least a Master-level existence.

And it was only just beginning, yet so many places with Master-level existences had been destroyed.

Was the universe ultimately destined for destruction? This question was like a heavy hammer striking hard at everyone’s heart, making them feel incredibly heavy. A layer of gloom, like dark clouds, enveloped their hearts, as if foretelling an unavoidable disaster that was about to descend.

“Can that plan succeed? Can it save the crumbling edifice?” A councilor asked hoarsely, his voice filled with worry and doubt.

Everyone’s gazes converged on him, their eyes revealing confusion and unease about the future.

However, just then, another firm and powerful voice broke the silence: “It is not impossible! As long as we work together, we will definitely succeed!”

The flame of hope rekindled in everyone’s eyes. They began to believe that perhaps there truly was a way to save the universe from peril.

“But before that, we must hold our ground, otherwise, any plan is just empty talk.” This statement was like a basin of cold water, bringing everyone back to their senses. Indeed, if they could not hold their current positions, all efforts would be in vain.

Just then, a cyberpunk-style councilor suddenly stood up. From his appearance, he was clearly from the Mechanical Clan.

The Mechanical Clan had a unique path of development; they could choose to pursue the path of simulated bodies or the path of cybernetic ascension.

Regardless of the method, both could make them indistinguishable from normal Life. However, this councilor unreservedly displayed his mechanical body, clearly a person of strong character, unrestrained and unconcerned with formalities.

“Our Yatar Alliance has developed many War weapons, originally intended as a last resort to counter the combined forces of angels and Demons. However, given the current situation, if we don’t act now, it might be too late.” His words carried a hint of determination, as if he had already prepared for the worst.

Everyone was silent for a moment, then finally nodded in agreement.

The Yatar Alliance, as the most low-key and powerful existence in the universe, had always been the universe’s trump card.

Now, directly revealing their trump card seemed to indicate that they were at their wit’s end.

“Spread the knowledge of our War weapons to all planets, and assist them in repelling the Demons.”

One by one, the Mechanical Clan members of the Yatar Alliance, carrying their arduous mission, set off in all directions.

The Mechanical Clan’s emotions were very faint; they often only cared about those close to them.

But there was one thing they would never compromise on.

That was the Mother Universe.

The Mechanical Clan was proof of the universe’s development, the pinnacle product of the universe.

Unlike the Demons and angels, as beings born with intelligence later and unable to self-reproduce, they held even greater reverence for the universe.

At this moment, they carried hope as they set off in all directions.