172: Chapter 172: The Hidden Mechanism of the General's Identity Card

The sky was overcast, and fierce winds whipped up the dust on the ground.

Above the city, a black-gold shadow obscured the light.

The Tyrant hovered above the central plaza, its blood-red eyes gazing down.

Lin Yuan stood beside the altar and looked up.

The Tyrant waved a hand, and a Void Realm rift opened behind it.

Clatter.

A massive amount of supplies fell down.

Star-patterned steel Ore, blood-veined grass rich in Spiritual Qi, piles of Green-scaled Wolf corpses...

These resources piled up into small hills in the plaza.

Standing on the steps, Lin Yuan looked at the mountain of resources and nodded in satisfaction.

The Tyrant's storage space and looting efficiency.

In this Rubiks Cube World where one cannot directly open Divine Domain channels, it could be called a Divine-Grade pioneering Sharp Weapon.

But soon, the style of the falling supplies changed.

What slid out of the Void Realm rift were no longer Ores and Yao Beast corpses.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

One living being after another smashed down from mid-air, crashing onto the hard bluestone slabs of the plaza.

The first to fall were several thousand Human Race soldiers.

They wore tattered leather armor and held rusted blades and spears, landing in a disoriented heap.

Next were a group of burly demons with fangs.

These demons were covered in scars, their scales falling off, looking utterly wretched.

The supplies continued to fall, and Lin Yuan's brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

The things that fell afterward became increasingly absurd.

Large groups of ragged, sallow-faced Mortal drifters, mixed with some ordinary wild dogs, plow oxen, and several cages of flapping poultry and birds.

In just a few minutes, the large central plaza was packed with these living creatures.

At a rough glance, the number reached tens of thousands.

Lin Yuan looked at this ragtag army wailing and rolling on the ground, speechless.

As a General, it was reasonable to start with some Human Race soldiers.

It was barely justifiable to have some demon soldiers mixed in.

But what was the deal with these large groups of drifters, refugees, and those ordinary animals with no supernatural fluctuations?

"What are you doing?" Lin Yuan looked at the Tyrant in mid-air.

The Tyrant lowered its head and transmitted a simple, direct thought to Lin Yuan.

When it uprooted the ground and Ore veins in the wilderness, these creatures happened to be nearby.

It had intended to swallow them all as nutrients, but it sensed that these creatures emitted a special Law fluctuation.

This fluctuation had a certain positive resonance with the city Lin Yuan was currently in, as well as the "General" aura on him.

The Tyrant couldn't be bothered to distinguish, so it simply opened the Void Realm rift and packed up all these living creatures tainted with the Law aura to bring them back.

After hearing the Tyrant's report, Lin Yuan's attention returned to the plaza.

The chaos in the plaza lasted only a brief moment.

Tens of thousands of living creatures struggled to climb to their feet.

They did not flee in panic, nor did they collapse from the Tyrant's terrifying pressure.

When they saw Lin Yuan standing in front of the altar, clad in dark red heavy armor, the actions of all the creatures were surprisingly uniform.

Clatter!

Several thousand Human Race soldiers knelt on one knee, their right hands striking their breastplates heavily.

Thousands of demon soldiers prostrated themselves on all fours, lowering their ferocious heads.

Large groups of Mortal drifters and refugees knelt directly on both knees, their foreheads pressed against the cold bluestone slabs.

Even those wild dogs and plow oxen lay obediently on the ground, motionless.

"Greetings, General!"

Tens of thousands of people shouted in unison, the sound waves shaking the entire city.

Looking at this scene, Lin Yuan roughly understood.

This was the hidden recruitment mechanism granted by the "General" identity in the Rubiks Cube sandbox.

A General must naturally have soldiers.

As long as there was enough prestige and territory, the surrounding wandering armed forces, refugees, beasts...

Would all be attracted by the Law and come to pledge allegiance automatically.

"The mechanism is not bad." Lin Yuan looked at the sallow-faced Mortals and ordinary wild dogs, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"But the quality is just too poor."

This group of Mortals and animals didn't even have a trace of supernatural energy in their bodies.

In this Rubiks Cube World where deities fought and Laws clashed, these existences that didn't even count as Black Iron Tier didn't even have the qualifications to be cannon fodder.

Sending them out to step on mines would be too slow; it was purely a waste of food.

A Human Race general kneeling at the very front raised his head; his face was weathered, but his gaze was exceptionally firm.

"General! We have been wandering in the wilderness for a long time, enduring wind and frost. To see the General's noble countenance today is truly a great honor!"

The general's voice was hoarse as he kowtowed heavily, "I beg the General to bestow a designation upon us! We are willing to go through fire and water for the General, and will not refuse even death!"

"Please bestow a name, General!" Tens of thousands shouted in unison again.

Lin Yuan tapped his sword hilt lightly with his fingers.

Bestow a name?

He caught this keyword.

In the Laws of many high-level planes, true names and designations often contain the power of "speaking the Law into existence."

Since this Rubiks Cube World set up such a process, it certainly wouldn't just be for show.

"Interesting."

Lin Yuan stopped tapping the sword hilt, his gaze profound.

He looked down at the dense crowd below, his voice, bolstered by Divine Power, spreading like rolling thunder to every corner of the plaza.

"Since you have chosen to submit."

"From now on, you are the blades of Lin Yuan."

"Bestowing the name—[Abyssal Blood]."

After the words fell.

Above the city, the wind and clouds changed color.

A red beam of light descended from the sky, directly enveloping the tens of thousands of living beings in the plaza.

The qualitative change began.

Lin Yuan stood on the altar, witnessing this collective leap that could be called a miracle.

The rusted leather armor on the several thousand Human Race soldiers flaked off.

Red light condensed on their bodies, transforming into sets of heavy plate armor.

Their shriveled muscles expanded, and the power of Qi and blood within them erupted like a volcano.

The chaotic aura became highly unified, condensing into a blood-iron Killing Intent.

The scars on the bodies of the thousands of wretched demon soldiers healed rapidly.

The fallen scales regrew, turning into black armor.

The wildness and chaos in their eyes were washed away.

The most shocking thing was the Mortals and ordinary animals that had no supernatural power.

Under the baptism of the light beam, the bones of the sallow-faced drifters made crisp cracking sounds.

Their bodies grew taller, and their muscles bulged.

The ordinary wild dogs swelled to three meters in size, their fur turning into black bristles like steel needles.

Their four paws ignited with eerie green netherfire, transforming into fierce Nether Mastiffs.

The plow oxen's horns became sharp and curved, and bone plates grew on their backs, turning them into War Beasts capable of carrying heavy infantry.

Even the birds in the cages broke free from their restraints, their feathers turning into sharp iron quills, their wings spreading to five meters, turning into sharp scout war eagles.

In just over ten seconds, the tens of thousands of ragtag troops completed a rebirth-like evolution.

Then, a series of rumbling sounds came from deep within the city.

Lin Yuan looked up.

He saw the city area that had always been shrouded in mist suddenly clear up.

Buildings emitting powerful supernatural fluctuations rose from the ground.

To the east, the gates of three vast [Blood Slaughter Infantry Barracks] opened, and earth-shaking shouts of battle came from within.

To the south, two [Wind and Thunder Cavalry Grounds] manifested, with lightning faintly visible flashing in the stables.

To the west, four huge [Beast Taming Facilities] stood tall, chains clashing against stone pillars.

To the north, the [Shadow Assassin Hall] hidden in the shadows appeared faintly.

In addition, there were the towering [Warlock Towers], the [Medical Temple] exuding the aura of life, the [Heavy Equipment Workshop] with flames reaching the sky, and the [Scout Eagle Nest] built at the highest point of the city wall.

There were a full eight different types of supernatural buildings, each with several structures.

They were distributed in various directions of the city, constructing a complete war system.

In the plaza, the tens of thousands of "Abyssal Blood" legions that had completed their qualitative change were drawn by some invisible Law.

The heavy infantry marched with uniform steps toward the [Blood Slaughter Infantry Barracks].

The demons riding the War Beasts rushed toward the [Wind and Thunder Cavalry Grounds] and the [Beast Taming Facilities].

Those drifters whose figures had become ghostly slipped into the shadows and headed to the [Shadow Assassin Hall].

The flying eagles took to the sky and landed in the [Scout Eagle Nest].

This was a grand class-change ceremony.

After all the soldiers entered their corresponding buildings, a series of data panels popped up in Lin Yuan's field of vision.

[Abyssal Blood Heavy Infantry: Gold Tier 3-Star]

[Abyssal Blood Heavy Cavalry: Gold Tier 5-Star]

[Abyssal Blood Shadow Assassin: Silver Peak]

[Abyssal Blood Nether Mastiff: Silver Peak]

Lin Yuan looked at this data, cursing internally.

He finally realized the perverted nature of the second-tier identity of "General."

In this Rubiks Cube World, if other students wanted to produce troops, they had to go into the wilderness to fight monsters and collect resources.

Finally returning to the altar in their territory, limited by long cooldown times, summoning their own dependents bit by bit.

He didn't need to.

He only needed to send the Tyrant out for a spin, pack up the drifters and beasts in the wilderness, and bring them back.

Bestow a name, throw them into the city's buildings, and he could raise a structured supernatural army.

Mortals and animals that were not even Black Iron Tier, after the class change, were directly promoted to Silver Peak.

The Human Race and demon soldiers among them even stepped into the Gold Tier.

"The rules inside this Rubiks Cube are truly simple and crude." Lin Yuan clicked his tongue in wonder.

Although these Silver and Gold Tier indigenous soldiers were still nothing compared to the dependents of deities like them.

But in the early stages of the game, when everyone's Divine Domain channels were blocked and effective power was insufficient.

This power was enough to form a prairie fire.

However, Lin Yuan was not satisfied with this.

The indigenous army was just a tool to expand territory; what would truly settle the score had to be his own Wasteland dependents.

He turned around and looked at the remaining four empty altars in the plaza.

"Since the rules allow cheating, I will cheat to the maximum."

Lin Yuan moved his mind.

The piles of Star-patterned steel, blood-veined grass, Yao Beast corpses...

Turned into pure energy, surging into the four altars.

Four Void Realm channels slowly formed above the plaza.

Lin Yuan's Mental Energy crossed space, locking onto four races in the Wasteland Divine Domain.

"Descend."

The Divine Oracle was issued.

From the channel of the first altar, one hundred dual-sequence Tyrant Demons, over twenty meters tall, leaped out.

At the second altar, lightning flashed.

Ten thousand Mutated Magic Vultures surged out like a black cloud, circling above the city, blotting out the sky and sun.

At the third altar, a dark red light lit up.

Ten thousand Formless Source Insectss slid out and hovered in mid-air.

At the fourth altar, karmic fire rose.

Ten thousand Calamity Fire Spirits floated out from within.

Tyrant Demons, Magic Vultures, Origin Bugs, Fire Spirits.

The four great races of the Wasteland Divine Domain were gathered here.

Coupled with the Tyrant, and the tens of thousands of Abyssal Blood army that had just completed their class change.

The military force Lin Yuan commanded had reached a truly terrifying scale.

He stood on the high altar, looking down at this invincible army capable of flattening any city.

The fierce wind blew his dark red cloak.

Lin Yuan drew the blood-colored greatsword from his back, the blade pointing directly at the vast wilderness outside the city.

"Listen to my command."

Lin Yuan's voice was sonorous and powerful.

"All troops, attack."

"With this city as the center, radiate and advance outward."

"Search for resources, occupy Ore veins. Encounter any city or camp, flatten them directly."

"Encounter other cities and other deities..."

Lin Yuan paused, his Killing Intent chillingly intense as he said:

"Flatten everything, people and cities alike. Leave not a single living soul."