Prelude to War
The Sixth Hall gritted her teeth and recounted the entire process in full detail.
Including the empty streets, the heavily guarded Church, the gorgeous great hall, the mad Brand, and... the Lord of Wuji who awakened from the Mercury Moon.
During this process, the Second Hall also summoned all the Hall Masters over. Except for the Fifth Hall, Crane Elder, who was killed by the Dusk Society more than half a year ago, the Seventh Hall who was killed by the Lord of Wuji, and the Ninth Hall who was locked in "Guernica", the other Hall Masters had gathered here.
"Philosopher's Stone..." the Second Hall muttered to himself.
"Among the Nine Monarchs, there's actually such a crazy existence?" Yang Muquan's brows were tightly twisted together. "But why choose the Red Dust Domain? In terms of population, the Tianshu Domain should be more suitable, right? And it's also closer to the Wuji Domain."
"I don't know. They chose to attack the Red Dust, probably for some deeper reason... But that's no longer important."
The Second Hall said in a deep voice:
"The current Wuji Domain not only has the Lord of Wuji, a Rank 9, overseeing it, but also a massive Witchcraft Association, an Ancient Vault of the Witchcraft Path, plus the population and productivity of an entire Domain... In a sense, its danger level is even greater than the Dusk Society!
"Wait, but the Red Dust Domain has already been hidden in the flower by the Lord of the Red Dust. Even if they kill their way over, they can't get in, right?" the Fourth Hall suddenly spoke.
"Did you forget? On the Realm trains, the runes paved on the tracks all originate from the Path of the Witch God. From the day the Realm train connected to the Red Dust Domain, the Wuji Domain held the key to entering the Red Dust Domain..."
"...Damn it, they haven't been plotting since back then, right?! That was over three hundred years ago!"
"Since they wanted to kill the envoy, they have already made plans to completely tear up all pretenses..." Lü Liangren's eyes narrowed slightly, and a wisp of Killing Intent drifted out. "If nothing unexpected happens, they are already mobilizing manpower and preparing to carry out a Domain massacre."
"Then what should we do now? Ask other Domains for help?"
"What we can do now is only to pass the news of the Wuji Domain to other Domains, but reinforcements... will probably be very hard to wait for," the Second Hall said in a deep voice.
"The distance between Domains is already extremely far, and communication with each other can only rely on Realm trains. But the trains connected to the Red Dust Domain, one is connected to the Aurora Domain, and the other is connected to the Wuji Domain. Going to other Domains requires transferring through these two Domains.
Now that the Aurora Domain has been destroyed, it's equivalent to the Red Dust Domain only being connected to the Wuji Domain. That is to say, even if other Domains send reinforcements, they have to pass through the Wuji Domain... Do you think the Wuji Domain will let the trains arrive smoothly?
As long as they play a few tricks, such as cutting off a certain section of the track in the Gray World, or directly tampering with the runes on the track, the Wuji Domain and the Red Dust Domain will be completely isolated from other Domains."
"No wonder they chose the Red Dust Domain... This location is too advantageous for them." Yang Muquan's face was extremely ugly.
"Then next..."
After the crowd discussed for a while, they simultaneously turned their gazes to the Second Hall, their expressions all incredibly solemn.
With the Chief absent, the Second Hall was the person in charge of the Floating Life Painting, and also the highest decision-maker of the Red Dust Base... Now that foreign enemies were arriving, only he could control the overall situation.
The Second Hall's abstract face slowly swept over everyone, and finally spoke solemnly:
"I believe everyone already understands the situation the Red Dust Domain is currently facing... What we are facing now is the greatest turning point in the fate of humanity since the Great Cataclysm, and also the first Domain war in human history.
Our Red Dust Domain has never done anything wrong... but war also never listens to reason.
Do you still remember what the Chief said when he created the Floating Life Painting?"
The Hall Masters exchanged glances and nodded simultaneously:
"The Floating Life Painting is born only for the Red Dust;"
"Does not hold power, does not interfere, but exists forever, protects forever."
"That's right." The Second Hall's voice became even more serious. "Now, the war has arrived.
I know that within the Floating Life Painting, there are people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, and there are people who harbor evil intentions. But now I hope they are clear that whether it's the Floating Life Painting or the Red Dust Domain, there is no way back... If they don't want to become the nourishment of the Philosopher's Stone, they must fight with their backs to the wall.
It's also time to let the Wuji Domain know that the guardian deity of the Red Dust is not to be trifled with."
"I'll go." Lü Liangren's voice sounded from behind everyone. In the Killing Intent, the eight-foot Calligraphy Brush seemed to be tainted with a hint of frost-white intention. "I will personally lead people to the front line to meet the enemy."
His gaze was sharp as a knife.
The Second Hall nodded slightly:
"Good, recall all the Architects still in the Red Dust Domain, and all the Hall Masters, follow Lü Liangren to meet the enemy. Delay them at the edge of the Domain as much as possible."
"All of them?" Yang Muquan was startled. "If all the Architects leave, no one will maintain the 'Red Dust'. When the time comes, wouldn't the truth of the Domain be..."
"It concerns tens of millions of lives and the life and death of the Domain. We can't care about so much anymore." The Second Hall answered decisively. "The Wuji Domain must have mobilized all its strength this time. If we still don't go all out at this time, we will definitely lose."
"...Yes!"
All the Hall Masters present followed behind Lü Liangren. Just as they were about to leave, Lü Liangren suddenly seemed to remember something and turned back to look at the Second Hall.
"Leave the front line to me, then..."
The Second Hall paused for a moment. The abstract human face in the Picture Frame slowly turned its head, as if looking behind the door:
"...I, will go awaken the Chief."
...
"Guernica".
"So, what stage are you actually at now?"
"Sixth Stage." Eight of Clubs said helplessly. "This Divine Path thing, from the Third Tier to the Fourth Order is a hurdle, and from the Sixth Stage to the Seventh is also a hurdle... Crossing this hurdle, one's strength will undergo earth-shaking changes, but similarly, an unknown number of people are stuck here. I've already been stuck at the Sixth Stage for several years."
"Aren't you the number one genius of the Path of the Arts? You'd be stuck for so long too?"
"You haven't reached the Sixth Stage yet, you can't feel it... This hurdle has nothing to do with talent." Eight of Clubs shrugged. "By the way, are you done asking? You've already dragged me to chat for hours... my mouth is dry from talking."
"It's because there's really nothing to do... Besides, I ask about the secrets of the Floating Life Painting, and you won't say, so I can only ask about other things."
"..."
Seeing Eight of Clubs' face full of resentment, Chen Ling didn't feel guilty at all. He glanced at the Audience Expectation Value. Ever since chatting continuously with Eight of Clubs to dig out intelligence, although the Expectation Value was still dropping, the speed was already a bit slower.
"Talk therapy" was still very effective!
Chen Ling didn't give up on the therapy, but continued to ask:
"Then let's change the subject... How much do you know about that Chief Hall of yours?"