Chapter 769: The Last Trash of This World
In the world of the Book Clan, space-time channels appeared simultaneously in various regions. Lin Moyu and a group of human professionals rushed out from the space-time channels.
Meng Anwen could locate the Dragon World using space-time markers, but he couldn’t pinpoint the exact location. Meng Anwen was skilled in formations, but his strength was limited. Unlike Antares, he couldn’t penetrate the fragmented world.
In fact, before Meng Anwen reached the high-level god stage, even if he had the space-time markers of the Dragon World, he couldn’t set up such a large-scale teleportation array.
Humans are the masters of this world, with a total population exceeding one billion. Among them, there are more than 200 million combat professionals, far surpassing the number of dragons.
Out of the 200 million combat professionals, at least half entered the Dragon World, with some remaining in the human world. They formed teams and treated the Dragon World like a dungeon, considering the dragons as monsters.
Since they aimed to exterminate the dragon race, a racial war, they naturally wouldn’t spare the Ancient Battlefield either. A large number of human professionals also poured into this area, searching for traces of dragons. Once found, they would not be spared.
In a racial war, there is no middle ground, only life and death.
Meng Anwen watched the human teams charging into the Dragon World like wolves and tigers, his eyes flickering.
Not only him, but high-level gods like Feng Xiu, Mo Xinghai, and Bai Yiyuan were also watching.
These people represented the highest authority among humans, their words were law.
However, none of them took action this time. Not only did they not take action, but none of the god-level powerhouses among humans did either.
Feng Xiu asked, "Old Meng, why don’t we take action?"
Meng Anwen replied, "Xiaoyu has already killed all the Dragon Kings in the Dragon World, forced the Dragon Emperor to flee, and even killed most of the level 88 and 89 dragon warriors."
Feng Xiu understood, "You mean to use the remaining dragons to train our human warriors?"
Meng Anwen nodded, "That’s also Xiaoyu’s intention. Xiaoyu once said that the sharpness of the human race cannot be lost."
"Moreover, it’s not just this war; we will also have to fight the Abyssal Demons next."
"We can’t rely on Xiaoyu for everything, can we?"
Feng Xiu and the others pondered Meng Anwen’s words and found them very reasonable.
If Lin Moyu did everything, the human race might avoid many casualties, but they would also lose their fighting spirit. Without the will to strive and improve, the human race might never become stronger.
Looking back at human history, every period of growth was marked by bloodshed.
Every sacrifice made by the human race laid a strong foundation for future strength.
This time, as long as no Dragon King-level enemies appeared among the dragons, they would not take action.
This battle would last a long time. Although it was just a fragmented world, it spanned thousands of kilometers.
The dragons had scattered and hidden, making them difficult to find.
According to Meng Anwen’s plan, it would take about six months to a year to thoroughly search the Dragon World, like plowing a field, to completely wipe out the dragons.
The news of humans entering the Dragon World quickly spread to the Abyss.
No demon could imagine that the once invincible dragon race would end up like this. Ultimately, it was because Lin Moyu was too strong.
Perhaps in the near future, they would attack the Abyss.
For a time, the demons were panicked, and a tense atmosphere spread in the Abyss.
In the Demon Emperor’s palace, Demon Emperor Lilian lay lazily on her throne, sipping Dragon King blood wine.
Below the palace, the last remaining Dragon King was imprisoned.
The Succubus King sat below, still in disbelief.
She had just received news that the human army had invaded the Dragon World, aiming to exterminate the dragon race.
The Dragon Kings were almost all slaughtered, the Dragon Emperor had disappeared, and all of this was accomplished by Lin Moyu alone.
The Succubus King murmured, "How can he be so strong?"
Lilian laughed, "After all, this is the world of humans."
The Succubus King was stunned, not quite understanding.
Lilian softly said, "The will of the world favors certain individuals who defy common sense. It’s normal that you don’t understand now, but you will when you reach a higher level."
The Succubus King didn’t dare to ask more.
After receiving the news, Lilian’s mood became complicated.
For her, it was naturally good for Lin Moyu to be strong, but not too strong.
She feared that if Lin Moyu turned against her, she wouldn’t even have the power to resist.
"It seems I need to keep my backup plan ready."
Lilian thought to herself, a trace of blood trickling from her mouth.
In a mysterious space, a cold voice echoed, "After a thousand years, we finally sensed the presence of the pawn. Issue the order, we can take action."
With this voice, a strange aura quickly spread.
In the deep space of the Ancient Battlefield, in a place resembling a graveyard.
Thousands of coffins lay there, filled with a cold, deathly aura.
The coffins, which had been silent for a thousand years, suddenly began to shake collectively. The shaking frequency increased until it reached a limit, and the coffin lids exploded.
One by one, tall, humanoid creatures stood up from the coffins.
They had cold expressions, green faces, and sharp fangs, especially with a pair of thin wings on their backs.
They looked somewhat similar to humans but were not human.
They looked at each other, their eyes filled with bloodlust, and let out cold laughter.
"The master’s order has come, we can begin."
"After sleeping for a thousand years, finally, there’s movement."
"Hehe, the pawn from a thousand years ago is finally being used. I wonder how many blood slaves we have now."
"I can sense it, a lot."
"That’s great, let’s turn this world into our world."
As they spoke, they revealed sharp fangs that gleamed in the dim light.
Their fangs were extremely sharp, as were their claws and wings.
"After sleeping for a thousand years, I’m hungry. Let’s find something to eat."
"Yes, let’s fill our stomachs first and announce our arrival to the deep space."
"Our blood race has awakened, and this world will be ours."
A thousand blood race members simultaneously spread their wings and shot into the sky.
Their speed was like a stream of light.
Antares, who was sleeping, suddenly twitched his nose and opened his eyes slightly, looking in a certain direction.
He mumbled as if in a dream, "Those guys are finally making a move."
"After a thousand years of silence, the pawn is finally moving."
"Well, it’s time to clean up the last trash of this world."
"This time, the butcher’s knife..."
Antares glanced at Lin Moyu, who was still comprehending the laws, "I wonder if this kid can still lift the butcher’s knife."
Different things were happening in different areas.
No matter the storms outside, they couldn’t affect Lin Moyu.
Lin Moyu was now immersed in the world of laws.
Laws are profound and incredibly attractive.
Lin Moyu felt not bored at all while comprehending the laws; instead, he was very happy.
The manifestation of the laws made his comprehension process much simpler, with daily progress.
As Lin Moyu’s understanding of the laws deepened, his soul body continuously released soul power.
It seemed that his soul body was undergoing some adaptive evolution to fit the laws.
This evolution was instinctive.
As a result, his soul power gradually increased.
The Nine-Colored Dragon Soul Crystal absorbed the soul power and then fed it back to Lin Moyu, keeping his soul power pure.