Chapter 1891 No one knows
At this moment, the black-armored and red-armored armies also joined the pursuit.
The battle cries were deafening, and the alien army had already fallen into complete chaos.
Without any organization, the defeated army slaughtered countless lives every second.
"Don't pursue a desperate enemy, retreat to the city!" Ye Zang suddenly gave the order.
At the same time, the black-armored and red-armored generals, all the human generals of the fortresses, and the generals of the Corpse Demon race... all issued the same order.
Despite the reluctance of many human generals, they immediately disbanded the human ancestral formation and led their troops back to the city.
Bai Wei, Qing Lang, Shen Lisui, Ye Zang, Lu Ling... simultaneously ordered all warriors to abandon defending the city and return to the human heartland.
Soon, the world barrier was torn open, and human warships entered the void...
Only empty fortresses remain.
Countless years have passed, and the human figures stationed on the Ninth Battlefield are no longer to be seen.
The north wind blows, and the stench of blood spreads for thousands of miles...
But not a single member of the foreign race came to plant their flag.
At this time, outside the major human fortresses, the alien coalition forces, which had gathered almost the entire Ninth Battlefield, were also frantically fleeing for their lives.
A near-god-level being tore through the world barrier, attempting to escape the Ninth Battlefield, but the next moment...
Outside the world barrier, crimson flames suddenly surged, tightly binding the quasi-god.
In an instant, the quasi-god was completely incinerated...
This... is part of the Covenant of All Races...
It's also part of upholding the rules of the battlefield!
When two armies clash, once a certain number of lives are lost, the contract will be triggered...
You can desert, but only if you flee back to a fortified city within the battlefield and become one of the defenders...
Fight to the death!
This is the fairness of the battlefield of all races: it exists for the benefit of all races, yet it is also cruel to them.
The myriad races of the void are inherently governed by the law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak.
This is also why the gods of all races are unwilling to intervene easily!
Countless alien races fled the battlefield and returned to their own fortresses, while countless others perished in battle, ultimately transforming into spirits.
But all the alien races were filled with fear, and it was impossible for them to regain their fighting spirit in a short period of time.
Mo Yinling did not pursue the creatures that fled the battlefield, but instead annihilated all the remaining alien races within the battlefield.
Suddenly, the Yin Spirit Pearl in his palm emitted a terrifying suction force.
At this moment, all the evil spirits on the battlefield transformed into white mist, surging madly into the Evil Spirit Orb...
Mo Yinling then tore through the world barrier, stepped into the void, and headed towards the human territory!
……
At this very moment, the red-armored and black-armored warships traversed the void.
Countless warships roared as they sped forward.
Suddenly, thick, multicolored fog appeared in the pitch-black silence ahead.
Lu Ling, Ye Zang, Qing Lang, Bai Wei, Corpse Demon Song Xiaojian, Shen Lisui, Corpse Demon Zhang Jie, and others...
They all stood inside the cabin of the lead warship.
Looking at the colorful mist ahead.
“That’s blood mist formed from the blood of different races of different colors!” Bai Wei said solemnly.
"This must be the place where Meng Ke'an called for help earlier. Have they left?"
Everyone's faces were grave. Countless shattered pieces of equipment and fragments of flesh floated in the blood and gore...
“The aura of a god remains here. Could it be that they…” Ye Cang sensed something.
But he didn't continue.
Everyone understood that with Meng Ke'an and the others' strength, if they were to truly face a god-level alien race, they would have no chance of survival!
As we approach the area of blood mist.
As everyone gradually came to see, among those floating fragments, there were human heads and arms...
There were also wreckages of human warships.
But even more numerous were fragments of flesh and blood from alien races, along with remnants of warships and equipment...
“A battle at the level of gods took place here!” Ye Zang said.
“I’m afraid it’s not just one or two gods, but a large number of them, and possibly even some level five gods!” Bai Wei said.
Upon hearing this, everyone's spirits lifted.
Even if there is only one first-level god, it is by no means something that Meng Ke'an and the others can handle now.
Among the humans who chose to return to their ancestral land, the strongest was Meng Ke'an.
Her basic attributes had only recently broken through to the monarch level.
The fact that such a bloody battle could occur can only mean that a top expert from the human race has intervened!
Everyone subconsciously thought of the Yin Spirit Clan.
However, once a member of the Yin Spirit Clan dies, their soul dissipates and leaves no trace.
Bai Wei's guess was quickly confirmed...
In the blood mist, a mangled corpse suddenly appeared ahead... its head was half shattered...
It had only recently died; its entire body was covered in black scales, and its fingernails were like sharp blades.
The lights emitted by the warships were reflected.
The oppressive aura emanating from the crowd was clearly that of a fourth-level god!
Ye Zang immediately stepped out of the warship, waved his hand, and put the corpse into his spatial bracelet.
Despite the tense atmosphere, the flesh and blood of a fourth-level god is a rare resource.
This is especially true for the human race; Ye Zang is reluctant to give up.
No one objected to Yozo's greed.
"Gentlemen, we are about to engage in a bloody battle. This fourth-level god-level Blackscale Clan member is enough to raise our life level by one level." Ye Zang displayed the corpse inside the warship.
On the corpse's wrist was a spatial bracelet, and after Ye Zang searched it, he found that it also contained millions of SSS-grade amethyst crystals.
The previous battle had consumed too much amethyst, and everyone was short of it.
So Ye Zang divided the loot equally among everyone, and then Lu Ling stepped forward and activated her corpse-collecting talent.
A complete corpse instantly turned into chunks of white flesh, with scales and bones separating.
"I didn't have time to cook properly, Bai Wei, Qing Lang, General Zhao, General Liu...!"
Lu Ling's gaze finally settled on Shen Lisui, Corpse Demon Zhang Jie, Song Xiaojian, the eighteen human demons, and others...
"Let's all eat together, so we can improve our strength and have a glimmer of hope!"
Everyone stepped forward in silence, without any politeness.
Everyone immediately started to eat with relish.
Even before cooking, the meat of this god-level alien race is still silky smooth and tender.
Lu Ling took a large piece of white meat, which was probably the thigh of a Blackscale Clan member, and walked out of the human warship while gnawing on it.
She activated her talent for collecting corpses, and a mysterious rule spread outwards...
In front of her, pieces of alien flesh and equipment fragments appeared from time to time... The highest level was god-level, and the lowest was only SS-level.
However, the alien flesh of the god-level being had suffered such a powerful attack that its life force had been depleted to the point that it was impossible to determine its race or level...
Lu Ling didn't care about anything else and put them all away.
As they continued onward, everyone was shocked to discover that the battle here was on a much larger scale than they had imagined.
It was even more tragic.
The blood mist then covered the vast expanse of nothingness!
Countless lives have died, and the amount of scraps of flesh that Lu Ling has collected could be counted in the thousands!
This was still the majority of the severed limbs, which had already turned into a bloody mist.
Even if you used your talent for collecting corpses to gather them up, they would have long since lost all life...
Finally, the warship fleet left the blood mist, and everyone's vision cleared up.
Just when everyone thought it was all over...
Suddenly, a towering figure appeared ahead...
He rode a white horse, his head and arms long gone...
The white horse, its limbs long gone, leaving only half its body and head, still carried its majestic figure.
The man and his horse were so powerful in life that even in death, their souls and bodies remained intact and could completely dissipate in a short time...
In this cold and desolate void, the great enemy who slew them has long since vanished.
Alone on horseback, in the dissipation of solitude, it seems that before long, there will be no trace of them left in the world...
No one pitied them, no one offered sacrifices... and no one even knew!
"It's Xiao Sheng!"
Lu Ling's face turned deathly pale, and tears streamed down her face...
