Chapter 1520
Chapter 1520 - 1516 World Devourer
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"Lord Xiuyi, how is Lu Ping’an now? Is he safe?"
As the main army entered the new world, the high-level council of Lin Nu also joined as scheduled.
This time, most of the high-ranking officials chose to participate in this war game... Their interests were highly bound to Mercury 42 and Earth. How could they possibly retreat at this moment?
Just the day before yesterday, when they heard that Lu Ping’an’s avatar had become a local warlord and had blended into this world, although surprised, they had no doubts... That young man had given them too many surprises and even scares; no one would underestimate such a destined-to-rise "great" existence.
But now, he was still just a seventh-tier, a recently advanced seventh-tier...
"His avatar, should be at most sixth-tier... Should we send some high-level Fishmen to mix into his legion and lend a hand? Maybe, to coordinate internally and externally, we should speed up our progress."
Without advanced combat power, it’s extremely difficult; someone proposed this idea.
The frontal battlefield had already encountered significant troubles, the will of resistance in this world was strong, and the attacks by Quasi-God Level Creatures posed a huge threat to the "New Kingdom".
No one would underestimate a world’s resistance... The Quasi-Gods and eighth-tiers were a bit worried about their dear younger brother’s precious chess piece, carelessly breaking here.
Xiuyi pondered for a moment before speaking.
"His situation... indeed it’s quite delicate, looking at the developments of the situation, we do need to speed up our progression."
Her remark immediately stirred up a storm, many people expressed their unease on the spot.
"As expected... mixing with those fierce Fishmen, even if he can keep his identity hidden, it must be very suffocating and uncomfortable."
"Should we send a small team to share some of his pressure?"
"He’s too young, we can’t hand such a burden to him..."
Many top-tier officials were discussing; it seemed they had foreseen and understood the difficulties Lu Ping’an was facing.
It’s not underestimated, it’s just a judgment based on past experiences and objective reality.
"Um, I mean, if we don’t speed up a bit..."
The messenger beasts such as owl/sea lion/sea hare, all showed rather troubled human expressions.
"... if we don’t speed up a bit, he might just unify this world."
Lord Xiuyi’s words were a bit exaggerated. Lu Ping’an’s current state wasn’t as good as she had anticipated... His progress was too rapid and naturally attracted attention, thus he was subjected to the strangulation and siege of high-end powers.
However, he just sat on the throne, tilting his head resting on his right fist, and calmly watched the battlefield in front of him as if he were watching a boring drama.
Watching his nine kings, how they fearlessly blocked the Overlord.
Watching how they exploded in power, how they breakthrough in the heat of battle, how they suddenly jumped from level 4 to level 5, wielding powerful Black Fire Arms to hold off strong enemies... Even if those who luckily won looked at their king with gratitude, they only saw an expression of boredom.
"If you don’t obey... kill them." The low male voice was not rousing, but the former kings collectively shuddered as if on cue.
They sensed the intent to kill.
Clearly, their king was not satisfied with merely repelling... Even the Overlord didn’t seem to matter to him?
And that calm, even somewhat bored look, was more terrifying to these "King Level" than an angry whip.
They were afraid of being deemed useless by their master, afraid of being squeezed out of the war system by the king, afraid that even in death they couldn’t revive, or worse, that in death they would still be enslaved, used as tools, transformed into bombs...
"Next time, next time we will surely..."
"Yes, master, give us one more chance..."
Somehow, the noble "King Level" creatures also began to see the monster in front of them as their true master.
The King did not respond; he merely silently stretched out his middle finger and pointed forward.
Nonsense was meaningless, just show me... It seemed that was what he said.
And the person on the throne simply because...
"Are your feet numb?"
"They were numb yesterday... Today, they’re completely numb."
Lu Ping’an sighed. Operating a "Domain" of this magnitude was probably beyond even a normal eighth-tier, let alone for him now. Even with fate on his side, the pressure was immense.
Maintaining this world, especially with new "Soldiers" constantly joining the war, was already pushing Lu Ping’an to his limits... If it wasn’t for a fortuitous postponed payment, he might have already overloaded and crashed.
"... Life always cycles."
The dead’s flesh was dissolved and absorbed, becoming nutrition for "resuscitation," while these war chess pieces continually upgraded and grew stronger in battle.
Lu Ping’an was no longer satisfied with merely bestowing "warrior levels"... Just recently, he had discarded two chess pieces, one Soldier and one Knight, both of whom immediately underwent a transformation.
Born for war and dying for it, even the rough Soldier template granted that Peak Decree creature a Soldier Path of at least fourth-tier, giving it the ability to clash directly with King Level creatures.
The other Knight piece, bestowed with the War Heavy Cavalry’s template, also received the privilege to twist space and Teleport at a fixed angle.
Now, in front of Lu Ping’an, within those "altars," in the massive sand table simulating war, those two chess pieces were shining with dazzling brilliance.
"I think I can advance again..."
At that moment, Lu himself was somewhat puzzled.
A pure single profession seemed to be regarded by this world as a kind of biological Talent for evolution; the Child of War had consumed too much life, and the world was urging him to evolve quickly.
"... Overlord Level creature?"
Lu Ping’an’s "Rule" was enacted in war, a journey akin to an Ascension Ceremony, yet smoother... Over there, Big Cat had become abstractly jealous.
Although this wasn’t a normal professional advancement, truly becoming an eighth-tier Overlord through such means...
"Will it affect my path?"
"I’d like to say it will... but you’re currently just a Clone, just a dream, so it probably won’t."
A normal eighth-tier Soldier in a professional’s Domain often involves the Fusion of several or even dozens of Profession Modules, but now, as a pure eighth-tier creature, he seemed able to cross this hurdle by leveraging some "pseudo-Reason," the Black Flame War Domain displayed by Lu now.
Thus, the Flames grew even more vigorous.
Lu Ping’an hadn’t taken that step... but his existence had begun to enter that Domain.
Life’s container was torn open, and more Flames spilled out.
When the blazing Flames swept across the battlefield, everyone felt themselves enhanced once again.
They looked at their King, whether in awe, gratitude, or loud cries of loyalty, but the response was still just the silent figure sitting there.
It seemed, even with further evolution, even potentially becoming an "Overlord," it still wasn’t enough for him.
So, what could satisfy him? More life? More land? More wealth? Or perhaps, none of these were enough.
"The world!! Let’s offer the entire world to our King!"
"...Yes, our King is the only King, the master of this world!"
"Great Shark Overlord..."
Regardless of their praises, they still received only silence and a raised middle finger.
However, the clever one who first cried out "world" wrapped himself in a fiery cape, and in the next moment, this "Bishop" chess piece completed its leap in biological level.
"Great King..." The new Bishop didn’t waste words, he understood his master’s will and pointed towards the direction of the fleeing Overlord.
Before conquering everything, the army never ends.
— End of Chapter 1520 —