125: The heaven and earth are shaken, the God of War returns!
As Lin Feng rapidly retreated, the entire Abyssal Camp erupted into chaos!
The arrival and wrath of the Devil King's will were like pouring a basin of cold water into a boiling oil pot, causing the most extreme pandemonium.
All the demonic creatures lost their command, falling into a Fear originating from the depths of their Souls. They howled madly, some began to kill each other, while others crashed around like headless flies. The once-嚴嚴 camp instantly turned into a bloody purgatory.
And this provided perfect cover for Lin Feng's retreat.
He was no longer the Rank 10 newcomer who needed to sneak cautiously.
His Rank 14, coupled with the permanent attributes that surged after devouring the BOSS, had elevated his basic combat power to an astonishing level!
"Get lost!"
A Rank 15 Abyssal Brute Ox blocked his path. Its crimson eyes were confused by Fear, and it charged indiscriminately.
Lin Feng didn't even look, nor did he use Dragon Fist; he simply threw a plain punch!
Bang!
The air let out a muffled thud.
The massive head of that several-ton, thick-skinned Abyssal Brute Ox was directly blasted apart by that single punch! Its huge headless body, propelled by inertia, charged another dozen meters before crashing to the ground.
Instant kill!
A normal punch was already comparable to his full-power Dragon Fist from before!
Lin Feng's steps didn't stop; his figure transformed into an afterimage, carving a straight path of death through the chaotic horde of demonic creatures. Any demon that stood in his way, regardless of Rank or type, was pulverized by his single punch!
The Gluttonous Maw within him felt a slight warmth. With each kill, he could conveniently devour the demon's energy core, transforming it into the purest energy to replenish himself. At this moment, he was like a tireless killing machine, his state always maintained at Peak!
The Abyssal Camp, once a place of danger at every turn for him, had now become a broad road home!
...Meanwhile.
Dragon Country's Eastern Theater Command, Supreme Command Headquarters.
The atmosphere was as heavy as iron. On the giant holographic sand table, red dots representing the Abyssal forces had already encroached upon the national border, forming a menacing salient.
An old man with a general's star on his shoulder and a face as resolute as if carved by a knife—the Eastern Theater Command's Supreme Commander, "War Lion" Li Zhenguo—was staring intently at the sand table, his eyes filled with worry.
"Report, General! Frontline Defenses 3 and 7 are under immense pressure, requesting reinforcements!"
"Report! A-Rank expert 'Flame Emperor' Zhao Wuji is pinned down on the left flank by three Abyssal Lords and cannot break free!"
"Report! Young Miss Su Qingxue, 'Ice Queen,' is severely wounded and has been sent back to the rear camp..."
One bad piece of news after another arrived, making the air in the command center almost solidify.
Just then, a technical major general responsible for monitoring energy fluctuations suddenly stood up from his seat, his face pale, pointing at the screen and screaming in horror:
"General! Alert! Highest Rank alert!"
"In the center of the Abyssal Vanguard Camp, a... a super-dimensional energy reaction has been detected! The energy index... has... has exceeded the measurement limit!!!"
"This... this is... a sign of a Devil King-level will descending!!"
"What?!"
Li Zhenguo's pupils constricted. He strode to the screen. In the area representing the Abyssal Camp, a dazzling black and red light spot was rapidly expanding, emitting a terrifying pressure that, even through the screen, made everyone present tremble with Fear!
Devil King's descent!
Everyone knew what that meant.
It meant that the enemy's supreme commander was no longer content with conventional advances; he intended to act personally, tearing apart the entire Eastern Theater Command's defense System in one fell swoop!
"It's over..." A staff officer murmured, his face ashen.
Li Zhenguo's hand gripped the railing tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force. He was already preparing to issue the worst command—to activate the "Heaven's Scourge" protocol, to wipe that area completely off the map with strategic weapons at all costs, even if it meant sacrificing all the undercover personnel there.
However, just a few short seconds after everyone had fallen into despair.
Another anomaly occurred!
"General! Look!" The technical major general's voice became sharp and excited, "That... that Devil King's will energy reaction... is... is fading!"
Everyone quickly looked.
The terrifying black and red light spot on the screen, like a punctured balloon, after flickering violently a few times, actually began to rapidly contract and dissipate!
But that wasn't all!
"Wait... wait! A new energy source has appeared! My God... what is this?!"
At the same moment the Devil King's will dissipated, a faint but incredibly pure, incredibly noble, golden energy fluctuation, as if transcending all things, flashed by!
The moment it appeared, it was as if a sun had risen in the night! The entire monitoring System issued an overload alarm, unable to bear the energy's appearance!
"Unable to Analysis! Unable to pinpoint! Energy Rank... beyond mythical!"
The technical major general screamed incoherently, his eyes filled with fanaticism and incomprehension.
The golden light lasted for less than a second before disappearing.
Immediately following, something even more astonishing happened to everyone.
The energy index representing the entire Abyssal Vanguard Camp plummeted like a freefall ride!
"Report, General! Abyssal Camp energy purity dropped by 30%... 40%... 50%!"
"Large-scale energy riots occurred within the camp, suspected of being in full-scale internal strife!"
"Frontline... the frontline demonic creatures' offensive... has stopped!!!"
Within the command center, there was first a deathly silence, followed by an uproar that shook the heavens!
"What's going on? What exactly happened?"
"The Devil King descended, then went back, and even blew up his own base?"
"Could it be... could it be one of the reclusive Dragon Country Guardian Gods made a move?!"
Li Zhenguo stared intently at the energy data that had returned to calm, his eyes filled with shock and confusion. He completely couldn't understand what earth-shattering changes had occurred deep within the Abyssal Camp during those brief tens of seconds!
He only knew that Dragon Country's greatest crisis had inexplicably... been resolved!
He slammed his hand on the table and ordered in a deep voice: "Connect me to the highest observation post on the front line! Use all means necessary, I want to know what exactly happened just now!"
...Dragon Country's Third Defense Line, atop the city wall.
Su Qingxue, ignoring the doctor's advice, endured her weakened body after having her wounds treated, gazing into the direction of the Abyssal Camp, her beautiful face filled with worry.
"Lin Feng..."
She had been standing there for a long time, constantly praying in her heart.
Just now, a terrifying pressure that made her Soul tremble came from afar, almost making her fall to her knees. But immediately after, a golden aura, which made her Bloodline feel a sense of familiarity and submission, flashed by.
This contradictory feeling made her heart a tangled mess.
Just then, a soldier responsible for lookout suddenly pointed into the distance, letting out an incredulous cry:
"What... what is that?! Someone! Someone is returning from the direction of the Abyssal Camp!"
Everyone's gaze was instantly drawn!
In the distance on the horizon, a figure was walking step by step, bathed in the dark red sky light.
His pace was not fast, but it carried an indescribable sense of oppression. He was covered in blood, with Evil Qi soaring, as if a Shura had just emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
As he got closer, the high-magnification detection array on the city wall finally captured his information.
"Name: Lin Feng"
"Occupation: Gatherer"
"Rank: LV.14"
When Lin Feng's information clearly appeared on the light screen, the entire city wall fell into a dead silence.
Everyone's eyes widened as if they had witnessed a miracle.
A Rank 10 Gatherer who went in... not only came back alive but also rose to Rank 14?!
Did he go on a picnic in the Abyssal Camp?!
The moment Su Qingxue saw that familiar figure, her eyes welled up, and tears streamed down uncontrollably.
Under the stunned gaze of everyone, Lin Feng walked to the foot of the city wall, looked up at the figure that haunted his dreams, and flashed a brilliant smile.
"Qingxue, I'm back."
His voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.
At this moment, under the shocked gaze of countless Dragon Country soldiers, this Gatherer named Lin Feng was like an undefeated God of War returning from a bloodbath!