182: Chapter 182: He who hunts geese all day long will eventually be pecked by them.

Lin Yuan pulled his crimson greatsword from the chest of the last deity of the Central Plains.

The corpse fell, shattering the dried-up riverbed below.

The students of High-Risk Class 3 in the Central Plains Region had been completely wiped out.

Lin Yuan shook the blood off his blade, frowned slightly, and turned to look toward the north.

A thousand miles away, a dense aura of death whistled in, accompanied by a cold wind.

The aura was cold and decaying, carrying the power of frost, though its scale was moderate.

The Abyssal Blood Army below rioted.

Under the control of the Bug King's Mental Energy network, the 600,000-strong army turned their weapons in unison.

The Blood Slaughter Infantry raised their heavy shields, the Wind-Thunder Cavalry leveled their long spears, and their Killing Intent soared into the sky.

"Roar!"

The Tyrant beneath Lin Yuan let out an angry roar.

Its 500-meter-tall body leaned forward, and its dark red Qi and blood transformed into tangible smoke.

Sensing an enemy, the Vicious Beast felt the brutality in its bones ignited; the muscles in its thick hind legs bulged as it prepared to charge.

It wanted to trample that group of smelly bone piles into powder.

Lin Yuan raised his hand and slapped the Tyrant on the head.

"Quiet, they're our own."

The blood-red light in the Tyrant's eyes flickered twice, and it snorted aggrievedly, halting its charge.

Lin Yuan put away his greatsword, his gaze piercing through the clouds.

He recognized the owner of that aura.

Bai Ye.

On the gray horizon, a sea of ghastly white bones rolled toward him.

Leading them was a Frost Ancient Dragon over ten meters long.

On the back of the Ancient Dragon, Bai Ye wore a cool black coat and waved his arms excitedly from a distance.

"Brother Lin Yuan! I've come to help you!"

His voice, bolstered by Divine Power, spread across the entire battlefield.

The Ancient Dragon landed a thousand meters away from the Abyssal Blood Army.

Bai Ye leaped down from the Dragon's back, but as he landed, his footsteps faltered.

Bai Ye widened his eyes and gasped.

He had previously gained a rough understanding of Lin Yuan's army through the Bone Dragon's memory images.

But memory images were just images after all, and they were far less shocking than seeing it with his own eyes.

Bai Ye saw the Blood Slaughter Infantry in the very front.

These heavily armored soldiers were arranged in tight phalanxes, their Qi and blood power connecting to form a dark red phantom of slaughter above their heads.

The Wind-Thunder Cavalry sat astride war beasts, with lightning dancing on the tips of their long spears.

"This is damn weird," Bai Ye thought, secretly shocked.

He saw through the background of these native soldiers at a glance.

There was no Origin aura of a Divine Domain; they were all refugees and beasts native to the Rubiks Cube World.

It must be that Lin Yuan had used his "General" status authority to bring them under his command.

But this was not what shocked Bai Ye the most.

His gaze passed over the native army and landed on the monsters that radiated the Origin aura of a Divine Domain.

In mid-air, tens of thousands of Calamity Fire Spirits hovered. They bore Annihilation Halos on their backs and were wreathed in black-cyan karmic flames.

Bai Ye could feel that those flames specifically countered the Soul.

If the undead under his command were to touch even a tiny bit, their Soul fire would be burned into nothingness.

Looking higher, a six-winged insect hung high in the sky.

The Bug King's compound eyes were cold and ruthless, and a Mental Energy network centered on it connected the army below perfectly.

It commanded hundreds of thousands of troops as easily as moving its own arm.

It was hard to imagine that this level of Mental Energy strength belonged to just a Diamond Tier creature.

Finally, Bai Ye's gaze landed on the behemoth beneath Lin Yuan.

The Tyrant.

Its 500-meter-tall, towering body was like a living mountain that had risen from the ground.

Just by standing there and breathing, it caused the surrounding space to ripple.

Diamond Tier Peak.

Bai Ye's eyelid twitched violently.

His own Frost Ancient Dragon was Diamond Tier, but he would bet.

If they really fought, this Tyrant could smash his Ancient Dragon into bone powder with one punch, beating it like a child.

"You guy, what kind of monsters have you raised..." Bai Ye complained frantically in his heart.

Lin Yuan stood on high, looking at Bai Ye, and asked:

"Why aren't you staying put in your little corner, helping me gather intelligence, instead of running over here to join in the fun?"

Lin Yuan was not surprised by Bai Ye's arrival, but he remained cautious.

That old schemer Bai Ye was famous for never acting without profit; he always just wanted to hide in the back, watch the show, and reap the benefits.

Coming all this way now, he definitely had bad intentions.

Bai Ye didn't care at all about Lin Yuan's coldness.

He rubbed his hands, his face full of an enthusiastic smile, and jogged over.

The Abyssal Blood Army automatically split to open a path.

Braving the man-eating glares of the soldiers on both sides, Bai Ye steeled himself and walked to Lin Yuan's side.

He familiarly reached out and threw an arm around Lin Yuan's shoulder, making it look like they were long-lost brothers.

"Look at what you're saying, Brother Lin Yuan." Bai Ye patted Lin Yuan's shoulder hard, looking righteous.

"I saw that you were planning to conquer the world and was afraid you might be struggling alone."

"Although I, Bai Ye, have weak strength, I am at least a lord."

"The tens of thousands of undead brothers under my command would be great for helping you out, scouting the way, or acting as cannon fodder."

"We are sworn brothers from different parents."

"You are fighting bloody battles here, how could I enjoy peace and comfort in the Extreme North? Would I even be human then!"

Bai Ye spoke with great enthusiasm, his words flying and full of emotion.

Lin Yuan glanced at him, "Heh."

Lin Yuan didn't believe a single punctuation mark of this nonsense.

This old schemer was probably seeing how intensely he was killing here, slaughtering the natives and classmates of the Central Plains.

As a Necromancer, corpses and flesh remains were his greatest resource.

He wanted to follow behind him and pick up ready-made corpses to convert into undead.

Under the guise of helping, he was doing the business of profiting from the dead.

However, Lin Yuan didn't care about this guy.

The Central Plains Region had already been cleared by him, and the remaining tough nuts to crack were in other areas.

Bai Ye might be full of nonsense, but his strength was there.

Having his undead army as cannon fodder could reduce the combat losses of the Abyssal Blood Army.

Free labor; it would be a waste not to use it.

Lin Yuan shrugged his shoulders, shaking off Bai Ye's arm.

"Cut the crap." Lin Yuan got straight to the point, "Do you have any intelligence on your side? Where are the Alliance gathering points? I'll go wipe them all out right now."

Bai Ye withdrew his hand, and seeing Lin Yuan's murderous look, he couldn't help but shrink his neck.

He carefully examined Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan's eyes were clear, and the phantom of the Divine Fire leaped steadily in the depths of his eyes.

There was no franticness, not a hint of being lost.

Bai Ye was shocked again in his heart.

"Is this guy a madman?" Bai Ye muttered to himself.

In the Rubiks Cube World, the greater the power of the status card, the stronger the side effects.

Lin Yuan had obtained the "General" status, commanding three armies, with the power of life and death.

The "Euphoria" or "Brutality" backlash brought by this status was ten or a hundred times stronger than his own "Bone Lord".

Lin Yuan had almost killed his way through the entire Central Plains in the past few days, his hands stained with blood.

Logically, his mind should have long been polluted by the desire to kill, and his Divine Power should have become violent and chaotic.

But looking at Lin Yuan's state now, he was terrifyingly rational, and his Divine Fire was pure without a trace of Impurities.

Bai Ye restrained his grinning face, and his expression became serious.

"The situation is a bit strange." Bai Ye lowered his voice, "I've been in the Extreme North for the past few days; although I haven't gone out much, I've sent out quite a few undead scouts."

"I've discovered a very serious problem. I can't find a single trace of those deities from our class who survived."

Bai Ye paused, his tone becoming firm.

"This isn't normal. Everyone is proud and arrogant; even if they want to hide, it's impossible to hide so thoroughly, not leaking a single sound."

"This points to one problem: someone has already united them in the dark."

"And the actions are covert, low-key, organized, and disciplined."

"I reckon that the only ones capable of having this kind of appeal and means are those few at the top of the credit rankings."

"Either Vice Monitor Chu Xiaoxiao or Cheng E." Bai Ye analyzed while stroking his chin.

After listening, Lin Yuan had no expression of surprise on his face.

He had long guessed the intelligence Bai Ye provided.

He had been launching world-class attacks with great fanfare these past few days, arrogant to the extreme.

In normal times, those troublemakers in High-Risk Class 3 would have jumped out to fight him to the death long ago.

But what happened?

Except for a few unlucky ones he dragged out and slaughtered, he hadn't even seen a shadow of the others.

This was enough to prove that there was a black hand behind the scenes coordinating the whole situation.

Someone was suppressing the impulses of those troublemakers, gathering them together, and hiding in the dark to silently develop and accumulate power.

Preparing to give him a fatal blow.

"I guessed as much." Lin Yuan responded calmly.

He turned around and faced the vast plains.

"No matter where they are hiding, no matter how many conspiracies are behind them."

Lin Yuan raised his blood sword and swung it heavily forward. "In the face of absolute power, all schemes are futile."

"All troops, advance."

The Bug King let out a long cry.

The Abyssal Blood Army set off again, the sound of their footsteps merging into thunder, shaking the earth.

The Tyrant strode forward, walking at the very front of the line, flattening the hills along the way.

Bai Ye stood in place, watching Lin Yuan's army go away.

It wasn't until Lin Yuan's figure disappeared into the clouds that Bai Ye let out a long sigh.

The seriousness on his face disappeared, and uncontrollable joy appeared on his face.

"Hehehe..." Bai Ye rubbed his hands, letting out a villainous laugh.

"Fight, kill. You are responsible for the slaughter, and I am responsible for cleaning up the battlefield. This is the most perfect Alliance."

Bai Ye turned around and looked at the battlefield ruins behind him.

A massacre had just taken place here; a native fortress had been leveled by Lin Yuan.

According to common sense, this place should be piled with the corpses of Yao Beasts, the remains of native powerhouses, and a large amount of spilled blood.

These were all priceless treasures in the eyes of a Necromancer.

"My corpses, my little undead darlings, I'm coming!"

Bai Ye couldn't wait to stride toward the ruins.

He pulled out his bone staff, preparing to cast the Undead Resurrection divine art to awaken all the dead on this land and expand his legion.

However.

When he truly stepped into the ruins and carefully sensed the aura around him.

Bai Ye was dumbfounded.

The smile on his face froze, and the hand holding the staff stopped in mid-air.

Empty.

The entire battlefield, let alone the damn corpses, didn't even have a single scrap of bone with flesh left.

Bai Ye didn't believe it and released his Mental Energy, scanning three feet into the ground.

The result made him collapse.

The surface soil had been scraped away three layers, and the Ore had been dug clean.

Those killed Yao Beasts and natives, along with their weapons and armor, had all disappeared without a trace.

Even a wild grass with a little bit of Spiritual Qi was not left behind.

The entire fortress ruin was cleaner than a plate licked by a dog.

"This damn..." Bai Ye's voice was trembling.

He finally understood how Lin Yuan's hundreds of thousands of troops were created.

This wasn't an army; this was clearly a group of insatiable monsters.

Only eating and not spitting out, they would even scrape the ground three feet deep.

Before Bai Ye could recover from his psychological shock, Lin Yuan's voice came from the sky.

"Why are you still standing there?"

Lin Yuan stood in the air, having returned, looking down at Bai Ye.

"Hurry up and get over here to lead the way."

Bai Ye looked up, watching Lin Yuan's expressionless face, his heart aching so much he couldn't breathe.

He covered his chest with both hands, feeling as if his Divine Fire was shedding tears.

Damn it.

Since he was young, it had always been he, Bai Ye, scamming others and calculating against others.

He had hunted geese all his life, only to be pecked by one today.

Encountering this living Yama, Lin Yuan, he hadn't even gotten a sip of soup, and he still had to pay to have his own undead army act as cannon fodder.

Retribution.

"Coming, coming, Brother Lin Yuan, what's the rush?"

Bai Ye gritted his back teeth, forcing a smile that was uglier than crying.

He kicked the leg bone of the Frost Ancient Dragon beside him and jumped onto its back.

"Little ones, follow." Bai Ye waved his staff listlessly.

The tens of thousands of undead army followed behind the Abyssal Blood Army, embarking on the road to continue their conquest.