Chapter 129: Chapter 129: Reward and Concept of the Third Auxiliary Clan of the Divine Realm

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The earth was barren, with weeds and small trees swaying in the wind. Two fully armed Blood Slave Legions were ready for deployment, and two Blood Knights in thick armor stood among them, silently watching a massive blood- red vortex suspended in midair.

This blood-colored vortex seemed highly unstable, with blood clouds slowly rotating around its edge, as if giant hands were stirring the void, distorting the surrounding air. From time to time, a blood-red lightning bolt as thick as an arm exploded within the vortex.

A group of Blood Mages dressed in long magic robes gathered around the blood-colored vortex, releasing thick beams of blood that shot into and merged with the vortex.

“Lord Andrew, how much longer before we can stabilize the spatial rift?”

A raspy voice echoed by the ear of a Blood Mage, whose robe was more ornate than those of his peers. The Blood Mage shook his head:

“Transporting an entire knight battalion at once puts too much strain on the spatial rift. We need more than ten minutes to stabilize it again.”

“The situation on the other side of the rift is not in our favor. Sir Kras has already called for reinforcements. I need you to stabilize the spatial rift as soon as possible.”

“There is a way to do it, but if we proceed that way, you will not receive any support from us for the next two blood hours.”

“Can we send two knight battalions at once?”

“Yes, but the cooldown period will extend to six blood hours. During that time, you will neither receive any support from us nor be able to return to our world.”

“Begin!”

“Then… Master Ansem has arrived!”

The Blood Mage suddenly turned and bowed. The Blood Knights shifted their gaze in a certain direction, seeing a vast knight battalion and a large group of Blood Mages in long magic robes float down from the sky in a sea of blood- light.

“Perhaps there is no need to do that anymore. Master Ansem’s Mage team will transport you.”

The strikingly handsome Ansem floated towards the portal, hovering in the middle of the giant blood-red vortex. He held his chin, his gaze intent upon the large vortex. With a wave of his hand, a thousand members of the Blood Mage Group quickly floated over and gathered behind him.

“When was the last time you were in contact with Sir Kras?”

Blood Mage Andrew promptly answered:

“More than ten minutes ago.”

“Then his situation is not good. I hope Sir Kras can hold out until our arrival.”

Having said this, he waved his hand, signaling Andrew to step back, reached into his chest, and produced a skull made from a crimson crystal. Blood flames surged through the eye sockets and nose of the skull. He threw the skull forward a short distance from himself, closed his eyes, and began to chant quietly.

The Mage team stretched out their hands behind him, an invisible fluctuation surged forth. On a level invisible to ordinary people, the spiritual power of all the Mages in the team converged upon Master Ansem, forming an unseen spatial distortion centered on him.

Under the attention of all, Master Ansem slowly extended a finger toward the Blood Crystal Skull. The skull shuddered violently in mid-air, opening its mouth to expel a crystalline beam of blood onto the blood-red vortex above. What had been an unstable vortex rapidly began to stabilize, the vortex itself expanded and grew, and the intense blood color at its center started to fade.

Seeing this, Master Ansem smiled at a Blood Knight who had been waiting for a while and said:

“Alright, Sir Karol, please get ready…”

Before he could finish, his expression suddenly changed:

“No, danger…”

Before the words were finished, a point of golden light ignited suddenly in the twisting vortex. In an instant, an impossibly thick golden spear, radiating an oppressive aura, shot out and struck Master Ansem in mid-air with a ‘boom1. The Blood Crystal Skull hanging in the air exploded violently. With a roar, Ansem’s ornate robe, the rings on his hands, the pendant on his chest, even his earrings, all simultaneously exploded with over a dozen magical glows. Layers of defensive spells—some visible, some not—formed in that split second.

Yet it was all in vain. The spear of divine power had barely been reduced by one-fifth of its strength before it pierced through all the defenses and went clean through the ornate robe and Ansem’s emaciated body. With a ‘boom’, Ansem was blown to pieces.

The golden light turned into gold flames, spreading along the invisible connection between Master Ansem and the Mage team. Andrew turned pale with shock, his voice panicked and shrill as he screamed:

“Break off the connection quickly!”

But it was too late. The golden flame had already spread in an instant. More than half the Mages in the team turned into golden fireballs, while the remaining few hundred members of the team groaned, their bodies arching back as they plummeted from the sky.

“Master Ansem…”

Outside the spatial vortex, every Blood Knight was extremely shocked and a sense of uncontrollable fear rose in their hearts.

As Rank 6 Transcendents, how could they not recognize what that golden spear was? Their fear stemmed precisely from recognition. The Blood Knights exchanged glances, and after a long pause, Garcia, a Blood Knight who arrived with Ansem, said in a muffled voice:

“Stand guard on the spot. I will report Master Ansem’s death to Lord Alemende.”

The other Blood Knights fell silent, implicitly concurring, and no one mentioned supporting the fight again.

Indeed, their desire to support was futile. At this point, on the other side of the plane, the two knight battalions had been largely annihilated, even the two Rank 6 Blood Knights had fallen in battle.

Six Rank 6 Transcendent Whale Hunters had struck simultaneously; they stood no chance against three Whale Hunters each.

Originally, Lin Xiao wanted to continue waiting leisurely behind the portal for the enemy to come, wiping out each knight team as they arrived, focusing on eliminating their living forces first. However, seeing the enemy trying to rush through all at once, Lin Xiao knew that wasn’t acceptable. Therefore, he consumed one million faith value to condense a Divine Power spear, instantly killing Master Ansem who was opening the door and half of the Blood Mage Group.

Although it was only one million faith value, Lin Xiao’s Divinity value was now several times higher than before. The Divine Power spear that he had created with one million faith value was now as powerful as the spears he had condensed with four to five hundred thousand faith value previously.

This was the kind of power that could harm a Demigod. How could a mere Rank 6 Mage possibly withstand it?

Unfortunately, once the Divine Power spear passed through the vortex into another plane, it could no longer be controlled or lock onto a target. Killing Ansem was a combination of a backstab and the fact that the other party couldn’t move while casting a spell. Otherwise, Lin Xiao would have definitely been willing to spend several million faith value to take down those Blood Knights first.

So now the question becomes, there’s definitely no problem in defending against the enemy’s invasion, and the losses won’t be great. The key issue is what to do next.

“Should I counterattack Blood Castle?”

Lin Xiao sat on the central throne of the Divine Realm, his hand pressing against his forehead as he pondered deeply.

Defending against the invasion would secure five Golden Mythical Quality Five Star Cards. That was a certainty.

If he could counterattack and destroy Blood Castle and kill the Blood Count Alemende, he would gain an extra card slot…

He was somewhat hesitant.

It was not a matter of not being able to win the fight. Even if he didn’t dare to recklessly venture into an unknown extra-dimensional plane in his True Body, with the current strength of his Clan, it wouldn’t be hard to breach Blood Castle.

What he was considering was the loss. Without knowing the actual strength of Blood Castle, attacking rashly was too risky.

After all, in a real fight, if a Clan member died, they were truly dead.

In such a situation, Lin Xiao personally leaned towards forgoing the extra task and securing the five Golden Mythical Quality Cards first.

While an extra card slot was rare, it wasn’t worth the risk of substantial Clan losses for him.

Based on his current strength, lie would definitely perform well in the later stage of the team challenges. It’s highly likely that there would be extra card slot rewards during that phase, so there was no need to take big risks now.

Having thought this, Lin Xiao made his decision.

He looked up at the countdown. Only half an hour had passed; there was still an hour and a half left. Securing the five Mythical Quality Cards seemed an easy feat for Lin Xiao. He thought…

So easy!

It really was so easy, it felt like there was no difficulty at all. He propped his chin in his hand as he leaned back on the divine throne.

Whether it was a coincidence or not, at that moment, Naga Slardar was also leaning against a small hill, boredly watching the vortex occasionally explode with bloody lightning. The positions of the god and the Naga were strikingly similar.

However, outside the Divine Realm, a gaze was sweeping through Lin Xiao’s realm several times, revealing a hint of surprise, but even more so, delight:

“This kid, unseen for just a few days, has undergone such significant changes. It seems this task is too easy for you.”

Divine Thoughts swept across the massive ancient coliseum, then landed on Slardar leaning against the hillside, eventually settling on the seventeen Whale Knights exuding powerful auras. Just a moment ago, a Supreme Naga warrior had broken through his limits and ascended to the Sixth Level.

Xie Yufei crossed her arms over her chest, thought for a moment, and then extended a finger, pale as jade, and made a faint tapping gesture.

Lin Xiao abruptly stood up from his throne. Just now, for an instant, he sensed a powerful external force flash within the Divine Realm.

After thinking for a few seconds, he projected his gaze into the Divine Realm and quickly found a space rift that was expanding rapidly.

“Damn!”

He immediately realized that the instructor was interfering, having enlarged the space rift.

Obviously, completing the task was too easy for him, so the instructor felt the challenge wasn’t being met and decided to increase the difficulty.

If previously only one knight team of four to five thousand could be transported at a time, now two knight teams totaling ten thousand could be transported at once, and the portal only needed three minutes between transports.

“Damn it, getting these five Divine Realm Cards isn’t going to be easy!”

Lin Xiao was helpless about this; if the instructor wanted to add drama, what could he do? The portal was in his Divine Realm, and there was no way to avoid it.

As soon as the portal started to change, Naga Slardar inside the Divine Realm leapt up, ordering the Clan members to prepare for the enemy.

Though separated by the portal, as it stabilized, they could already clearly sense the enemy on the other side, as a very powerful presence approached the portal rapidly.

A streak of blood lightning swiftly approached through the gloomy sky and landing, transforming into the figure of Blood Count Alemende. Behind him, on the Earth, a vast army was quickly advancing.

No sooner had he landed than the stationed Blood Knights quickly approached, speaking in a grave tone: