242: Chapter 242 The Covenant of All Races, The Ultimate Gathering

The six Supreme projections above Chaos Valley were still condensing.

Their aura grew stronger every 1.7 seconds.

With every increase in strength, the land of the Big Dipper Star Field trembled once.

With every tremor, the hearts of countless players sank a little further.

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Lin Ye stood in place.

His Divine Sense covered the entire Big Dipper Star Field.

He could "see" the defensive lines that were collapsing.

The players who were fleeing.

The villages that were burning.

The NPCs that were dying.

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The 17th second.

An urgent message cut into his communication terminal.

It was not text.

It was a voice message.

An aged, weary voice, stained with blood.

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"Night Emperor... Your Excellency..."

"I am the former Chairman of the Ten Thousand Races Council... Yuntian..."

"I... am not going to make it..."

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Lin Ye's pupils contracted slightly.

Ten Thousand Races Council.

That Alliance organization formed in the 3rd month after the server opened, consisting of the top 100 factions in the entire server.

Council Chairman Yuntian, Rank 83, Human Race, Grand Elder of Qishi Mansion.

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"Six Great Supremes... first wave of attacks... target is the Council Headquarters..."

"17 Saint-Grade... all dead..."

"I also... was hit by the Taichu Supreme's... curse..."

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The voice grew weaker.

Further and further away.

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"Night Emperor... Your Excellency..."

"Now... only you can... lead the Ten Thousand Races..."

"I... in the capacity of Chairman... appoint you as... the new Chairman..."

"Take the token..."

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A golden light shot from the horizon.

It landed in front of Lin Ye.

It was a palm-sized, entirely golden token.

[Ten Thousand Races Council Chairman Token]

[Type: Faction Token / Commander Credential]

[Quality: Legendary (Unique)]

[Description: The Chairman Token personally passed down by Yuntian, the first Chairman of the Ten Thousand Races Council. The holder of this token can summon all member factions of the Council and obtain "Temporary Commander Authority" in emergency states.]

[Effect:]

[1. Can summon all member factions of the Council (Current member factions: 327)]

[2. Can obtain "Temporary Commander Authority" in emergency states to command the armies of all member factions]

[3. Can issue "Council Summoning Order" to force member factions to send troops (Limited to once per month)]

[4. Can obtain the right to use all resources of the Council Headquarters]

[5. Can access top-secret Council files]

[6. Cannot be traded, dropped, or destroyed after binding]

[Current Status: Ownerless]

[Note: The holder must bear the corresponding responsibility. If defeated, will be held accountable for "Dereliction of Command Duty", all attributes permanently -50%.]

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Lin Ye looked at the token.

3 seconds.

He reached out.

Grasped it.

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[System Prompt: You have become the new Chairman of the "Ten Thousand Races Council"]

[Current member factions: 327]

[Current callable troops: approximately 1.7 million]

[Current callable Saint-Grade combat power: 17 people (including yourself)]

[Liability clause has taken effect: If defeated, all attributes permanently -50%]

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The 31st second.

Lin Ye's voice spread throughout the entire Big Dipper Star Field.

Not through the System.

But through his "Chaos Saint Power".

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"All members of the Ten Thousand Races Council."

"Assemble at Chaos Valley immediately."

"Those who do not arrive within 1 hour will be considered as having automatically withdrawn from the Council."

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Wherever the voice passed, space trembled.

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The 47th minute.

On the plaza in front of the main hall of Chaos Valley, representatives of 327 factions were all present.

Some came from the Big Dipper Star Field.

Some came from the Eternal Star Domain.

Some came from the Ziwei Star Field.

Some came from the distant Elf Star Domain.

Some came from the Abyss Star Field — that was the representative of the Holy Demon Palace, Zachariah had come in person.

Some came from the God Spirit Star Field — that was the representative of the God Race, Odin had come in person.

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327 people.

327 pairs of eyes.

All were looking at Lin Ye, who stood on the steps of the main hall.

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Lin Ye spoke.

"Six Great Supremes," he said.

"Rank 90-93."

"Six of them."

"Projections."

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No one spoke.

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"The first wave of attacks," he continued.

"Council Headquarters destroyed."

"Former Chairman Yuntian, killed in action."

"17 Saint-Grade, killed in action."

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The whole place was deathly silent.

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"Now," Lin Ye said.

"Ten Thousand Races Council, 327 factions."

"Total troops, approximately 1.7 million."

"Saint-Grade combat power, 17 people."

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He paused.

"Is that enough to fight six Supremes?"

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Odin spoke first.

His voice was calm.

"Not enough," he said.

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Zachariah spoke second.

"Not enough," he said.

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Dragon Clan Princess Pale Moon spoke third.

She had just arrived from the Dragon Clan Ancestral Land, Rank 84.

"Not enough," she said.

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Lin Ye looked at them.

3 seconds.

He smiled.

That smile was the same as when he faced the Thunder God.

Very faint.

Very cold.

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"Not enough," he said.

"Then add — all 500 million players in the server."

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The whole place was in an uproar.

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"Dark Turmoil," Lin Ye continued.

"It is not a matter for the Ten Thousand Races Council."

"It is not a matter for 327 factions."

"It is a matter for 500 million players."

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He raised the Chairman Token in his hand.

Golden light illuminated the entire plaza.

[Covenant Commander Token · Temporary Authority Activated]

[Effect: Can command all player armies within the Covenant]

[Current commandable troops: approximately 500 million]

[Current commandable Saint-Grade combat power: approximately 300 people (server-wide statistics)]

[Liability clause synchronized: If defeated, the Commander bears the main responsibility, all attributes permanently -80%]

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That line "All attributes permanently -80%" made everyone gasp.

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Lin Ye did not look at that line.

He put away the token.

Looking at those 327 people.

"Now," he said.

"Who is willing to fight with me?"

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Silence.

3 seconds.

Zachariah stood out first.

"Rank 81," he said.

"I will fight Taichu Supreme."

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Odin stood out second.

"Rank 82," he said.

"I will fight God Ruins Supreme."

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Pale Moon stood out third.

"Rank 84," he said.

"I will fight Undying Mountain Supreme."

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Shi Potian stood out fourth.

"Rank 78," he said.

"I will fight Reincarnation Supreme."

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Su Qingyue stood out fifth.

"Rank 79," he said.

"I will fight Xianling Supreme."

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Lin Ye looked at them.

3 seconds.

He smiled.

"The remaining Ancient Supreme," he said.

"I will handle it."

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The 73rd minute.

Third floor of the Chaos Valley main hall.

Representatives of 327 factions sat around a huge holographic star map.

On the star map, six red dots were flashing crazily.

Those were the positions of the six Supremes.

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Lin Ye stood in the very center of the star map.

"Dark Turmoil," he said.

"Lasts one year."

"First wave of attacks, 7 days."

"We need to block the first wave of attacks from the six Supremes within these 7 days."

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Qin Ruoxue pulled up the intelligence.

[Six Great Supremes · First Wave Attack Routes]

[1. Ancient Supreme: Southern Region of the Eastern Wilderness -> Yan State -> Chaos Valley (Lin Ye responsible)]

[2. Taichu Supreme: Northern Plains Polar Region -> Central Prefecture Imperial City (Zachariah responsible)]

[3. God Ruins Supreme: Western Desert Gobi -> Sword Domain (Odin responsible)]

[4. Reincarnation Supreme: East Sea Abyss -> Dragon Clan Ancestral Land (Shi Potian responsible)]

[5. Xianling Supreme: Under Central Prefecture Imperial City -> Qishi Mansion (Su Qingyue responsible)]

[6. Undying Mountain Supreme: Southern Ridge One Hundred Thousand Mountains -> Eternal Star Domain Reception Station (Pale Moon responsible)]

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Lin Ye looked at those six routes.

3 seconds.

He spoke.

"7 days," he said.

"Hold your respective defensive lines."

"After 7 days, the Supreme projections will dissipate."

"After 3 days, the second wave of attacks."

"Repeating like this for a year."

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No one spoke.

But the eyes of 327 people were all looking at him.

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Shi Potian raised his left fist.

"Rank 78," he said.

"Fighting Rank 92."

"A difference of 14 levels."

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Lin Ye looked at him.

"Are you afraid?" Lin Ye asked.

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Shi Potian smiled.

That smile was exactly the same as when he smashed the breastbone of the Rank 67 Holy Demon Race.

"Afraid?" he said.

"Not afraid."

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Su Qingyue walked to Lin Ye's side.

She held his hand.

3 seconds.

Let go.

"Rank 79," she said.

"Fighting Rank 91."

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Lin Ye looked at her.

"Are you afraid?" he asked.

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Su Qingyue did not speak.

But she smiled.

That smile was very light.

Very faint.

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Odin stood up.

He looked at Lin Ye.

3 seconds.

He spoke.

"Rank 82," he said.

"Fighting Rank 90."

"What are the odds of winning?"

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Lin Ye looked at him.

"I don't know," Lin Ye said.

"But if you don't fight."

"The odds of winning are 0%."

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Odin was silent.

3 seconds.

He smiled.

"Rank 82 fighting Rank 90," he said.

"Sounds like a suicide mission."

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He paused.

"But if you are commanding."

"I'll try."

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Zachariah also stood up.

"Rank 81," he said.

"Fighting Rank 91."

"You owe me."

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Lin Ye looked at him.

"What do I owe you?" Lin Ye asked.

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Zachariah smiled.

That smile was exactly the same as when he was defeated by Lin Ye.

"You owe me an explanation," he said.

"Why can you devour my Devilish Qi?"

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Lin Ye did not speak.

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Pale Moon stood up.

"Rank 84," she said.

"Fighting Rank 93."

"You owe me two drops of True Dragon Essence Blood."

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Lin Ye looked at her.

"I will return them," he said.

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Pale Moon smiled.

"That's good," she said.

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The 97th minute.

327 factions, all confirmed to participate in the war.

1.7 million people, all assigned to six defensive lines.

300 Saint-Grade, all locked onto their respective opponents.

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Lin Ye stood by the window.

He looked at the sky.

Those six Supreme projections had already condensed to 90%.

At most 17 more minutes, they would fully descend.

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Su Qingyue walked to his side.

She held his hand.

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"80%," she said.

"If you lose, all attributes permanently -80%."

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Lin Ye did not speak.

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"Is it worth it?" she asked.

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Lin Ye turned his head.

Looking at her.

3 seconds.

He smiled.

That smile was gentler than when he faced any enemy.

"It's worth it," he said.

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[Chapter 242 · End]