842 Upheaval
"Found it!" An Old man with bright green eyes clenched his fist in excitement.
The remaining Plantae Awakeners were taken aback first before they burst into cheers.
"Siam did it!"
"Your plant entity is famous for its sensitivity! We should've thought about this sooner!"
"Quickly, locate the crystal!"
As the team spoke in excitement, the Commander's reluctant voice sounded from their comms. "We're reaching a point of no return soon. We can no longer afford this search. Come join th—"
"Sir, Siam just located the crystal! We already called in Liam—he's here!"
An Old Man appeared in the room abruptly and without another word, he grabbed his green-eyed brother.
Siam conveyed the location and they teleported to an underground cave.
Floating in front of them was a beautiful crystal with a small black dot and countless black threads in it.
"This is it!" Siam gasped as he reached for the crystal.
"No." Liam, the elder brother, grabbed the crystal.
"Yo! What are you doing? It's my job to destroy it!"
"No can do. We still don't know if destroying this treasure will result in anything dangerous."
"So?"
"So, I'll destroy it in outer space. Even if something happens there, our base won't be affected."
Hearing his brother's explanation, Siam sighed. "Don't die now, Old fellow."
Liam laughed at his younger brother. "Back at you, little fellow."
Then, he teleported Siam back to the base and teleported himself to the clouds and then to outer space.
In a few seconds, he traveled thousands of miles, far away from the planetoid.
It took a fourth of his space power. But for the sake of everyone's safety, Liam did it anyway.
"Alright," He teleported the crystal twenty miles away.
Then, he snapped his fingers. "Go to hell."
The space around the crystal cracked apart. The endless dark space which was like black paper suddenly had stripes of grey as long and dangerous space cracks appeared.
The crystal was thrown into the chaotic space without resistance and the space cracks closed.
Liam sighed in relief. "Phew, that was e—"
The space shook violently and even from outer space, Liam could sense the great explosion in the chaotic space.
"Fuck!"
If the explosion really occurred here, it'd devastate at least a quarter of their Noir planetoid.
The high awakeners would still survive but the rest would die on spot.
Liam patted his chest for his wise decision before Varian's message flashed in his mind.
[1. The treasure responsible for the Undead can be sensed by the Plantae Awakeners if they focus their senses when an Abyssal dies.
2. Verify if destroying the treasure can erase the Undead.
3. Don't destroy the treasure indiscriminately. It has very potent energy. Either destroy it in a highly defensive structure or throw it into space cracks.
PS: It's not verified yet, but I think we're in for a pleasant surprise.]
"…Pleasant surprise? Are the Undead really gonna disappear?" Liam chuckled and teleported back to the planetoid in anticipation.
What would happen now?
Were the Undead affected even in the slightest?
When he landed on Noir, Liam was already panting from exhaustion. But he eagerly scanned the battlefield to see if his actions had any effect.
He desperately hoped the Undead would just drop dead.
"What?"
To his utter disappointment, the Undead were still...alive?
The military base was currently under heavy siege and was in the process of losing its key defenses.
Liam joined the battle and supported the base. But as he shed sweat and blood to protect the base, he couldn't suppress the bitter feeling in his heart.
'…Is it really useless?'
He tapped his comm and informed his commander. "Commander, I did it. But it seems like there's no chan—"
A surprised shout interrupted his speech.
"Commander! Look at the clouds ahead!"
"Huh?" Liam raised his head and noticed golden clouds of lightning above the enemy army. Alongside those golden clouds were blue clouds as well as red clouds.
The golden clouds were made by an Undead human while the red and blue were maintained by Abyssals.
But—
The Undead human was attacking the Abyssals!
The golden cloud was clashing with the blue and red!
"Wait, wait…" Liam's eyes widened as he witnessed the Undead Army go berserk.
They were still attacking Humans, but they were also attacking the Abyssals.
Since the Abyssal army was mingling with the Undead until now and fighting side by side without any guard against them, this sudden change caught them off guard.
In a blink, thousands of Abyssals died under the surprise attacks.
Since the humans were already defending against both Abyssals and Undead, they had no change.
"Hahahaha! Yes! Take it, you fuckers! Your own pawns on you!" Liam's roaring laughter reverberated across the battlefield.
The Abyss Army's momentum was completely broken and the army itself fell into chaos.
Forget attacking them, the Abyssal army would now have a big headache finishing off the Undead while minimizing their casualties.
"Damn human! What did you do?" The enraged roar of the Abyss Commander shook the land and sky.
"Does it hurt or does it hurt?" The laughing roar of the Human Commander replied.
The sky shook violently as these two fought hundreds of rounds before returning to their camps.
The Abyssals and Undead had to fight at zero distance and even though the Abyssals overpowered the Undead due to their numbers, their losses spiked.
The Abyssal Commander couldn't bear it any longer and ordered a retreat.
"Holy fuck Liam! You clever son of a bitch!" The Human Commander appeared beside Liam at some point and slapped his shoulders with a grin.
"Arg—damn!" Liam winced from the pain as he wondered if his skin turned beet red from the slap.
This stupid Commander had a bad habit of forgetting to control his strength when he got very happy.
And the next operation would make him happier.
So…
"I won't participate in the next operation."
"Come on!"
"I also have a report to submit."
The Commander snickered and reluctantly nodded. "Join us as soon as you can. You don't want to miss the fun."
Liam nodded and teleported to a base far away.
The Abyssals were still in the middle of killing the Undead and retreating from them when the Commander's voice reached them like a rumble of thunder.
"Prepare for a full offensive. Let's wait until they finish off the Undead. They'll be injured, exhausted, and ripe for picking. Then, we'll attack and kill those pathetic bastards!"
Hearing his archrival's pragmatic but very shameless order, the Abyssal Commander spat out blood.
Their casualties were already high due to the reckless Undead attacking them without any defense.
Once they finish off the Undead, the losses would only be significantly higher.
If the Human army attacks then—
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuckkk!"
