Lords: From Civilization to the Stars.

Chapter 115 Leon: When did you get the illusion that I was stagnant?

In the pale golden curtain, some knights wearing golden armor and with pale faces gradually gathered. Several players were also mixed in, waiting for the bright golden curtain in the sky to open to both sides and release them.

This kind of thing happened frequently in the past month. Because the wandering demons outside were too harmful to the players, sometimes the demons gathered together could even resist the players' artillery fire and psychic energy.

At this time, the Pale Army and some elite players are often needed to go out and gradually clear out those stubborn demon strongholds.

However, demons would often destroy the players' castles, so it often became an extremely tense tug-of-war. Only when a group of pale soldiers and the player leader moved in a certain direction together, like now, would there be a slight possibility of successful advancement.

But no one had high hopes for this assault. After all, three consecutive attacks had failed to cause decisive damage to the Demon Fortress, and everyone was a little tired.

The Pale Army's attack this time was mainly because the Psychic Spire was arranging the area and position, and was planning to transport some key Negative Star strategic materials to Antarctica. Player leader Leon was suggesting to Edward, the Chosen One of Slaanesh, who had abandoned the dark and joined the light, to raise a commando team to see if it would have any effect.

Although this news is secret, it has spread widely among players.

Many players stood in the square eagerly, waiting to see how much powerful strategic materials could be transmitted from the gradually torn open space gate, which could even change the entire battlefield situation in Antarctica.

"——Of course, the demons are also well aware of this information. Many players do not have any confidentiality measures or mentality, and will tell their close friends and brothers on the forum anything they know. So it is natural for the demons to know that a large amount of supplies will be transmitted at this time."

Looking at those demon fortresses with their doors tightly closed and the internal cracks nervously adjusting, the expression on Leon's face did not change much.

The Demon Fortress standing in the black mountains has a huge boundary rift on top. Groups of demons occupy this fortress built by a civilization who knows how many years ago, and use it as a large base to attack players. But at the same time, there are also some players living in this fortress.

You can't expect everyone to be on your side, there must be a group of players who have other ways to make deals with demons. This can be seen from Edward, the Chosen One of Slaanesh.

But this is just the process of the game.

It is the game that the Chaos Gods think they are playing with Leon in reality. It is the game that the players think they are playing with the world.

But Leon never thought that this was an ordinary game. Rather, he had no intention of playing any great game with these demons, or even the masters behind them.

He just wanted to continue, to live, and to win. To achieve this goal and idea, Leon could disguise himself as a player, and naturally do things that the gods would not even bother to do, nor would they think of doing. For example, using his identity to spread false intelligence.

"…The repressive force of space has weakened."

Looking at the demons who turned a blind eye to the shouting of the Pale Army with platinum runes on their bodies, Leon, who was standing at the edge of the psychic curtain, raised his eyebrows and felt the pressure increasing rapidly somewhere.

Just as he expected, since they could target the actions of a certain faction, they could also target the large-scale ceremonies of a certain faction. If they knew the intelligence about the military props, they would definitely interfere with the portal in a targeted manner. It was even possible that the Antarctic fulcrum was already a sea of fire.

Because in Leon's eyes, those demons had already begun cheering, and they turned into smoke and disappeared into the cracks in the boundary.

"The interference of the magic power of the realm to the outside world is the weakest now. They seem to have ignored us and are preparing to interfere with the large-scale transmission of strategic materials? It seems that compared to our attack on the Demon Fortress, the demons are more concerned about the strategic materials from the Land of Descendants."

"But this is the moment I've been waiting for."

Looking at those demons in the dark demon fortress who were not taking it seriously and seemed to be only concentrating on manipulating the realm rifts, allowing that strange reality rift to affect all the teleported demons at the South Pole fulcrum, Leon smiled slightly.

"Antarctic Psychic Network, activate!"

"Now! Focus all your strength on me!"

Passionate commands instantly spread from the psychic network.

Almost in an instant, the concepts of time and space began to gradually become confused, and the unimaginable huge psychic power almost instantly drained all the glittering psychic towers on the beach.

The power of the subspace transcends time and space, and even transcends the thinking and cognitive abilities of normal people. It is as if time itself has been cut off and then reconnected. In the eyes of all demons, the world before their eyes flashes with infinite light almost instantly.

'What's wrong? What happened?'

'What did those players do!'

"I have no idea!"

The demons looked at each other in bewilderment, and even lost their sense of time and impression in the twisted subspace. It seemed that only a moment had passed, and the golden curtain of the sky shattered in the blink of an eye due to excessive consumption.

But the demons in the fortress were not happy, because in the next second, the four-color pale army instantly covered their vision.

"This is--"

When did it start?

When did it become like this? There is a barrier, why...

The demons widened their eyes, looking in disbelief at the pale army holding various weapons that suddenly appeared in the snow and ice.

The pale army, who looked like elves, had calm and indifferent expressions, holding some unusual weapons and aiming at the distant demon fortress. At the same time, some black-looking artillery behind the pale army also began to gradually load ammunition.

Unlike all the mainstream artillery in the old world, the hundreds of black artillery behind the Pale Army were obviously not those hand-made artillery made by ancient methods. The sharp-edged structure, the exquisite and uniform brass ammunition, and the countless riveted rivets and steel-driven mechanisms all proved that these things were the creations of modern industrial assembly lines.

The moment these products that transcended their time appeared on the battlefield, all intelligent creatures in the old world seemed to hear an angry and unbelievable roar.

Red and blue lights intertwined in the sky, and the two gods representing war and wisdom glared at the miracle on the battlefield.

Artillery, the eternal god of war.

This type of military force, which should never and could never be used on a large scale in the old world, now appears on the Antarctic battlefield in its most perfect form.

Facing the roars of the gods interweaving in the sky, the pale elves remained unmoved, completed the loading work indifferently, and then pulled hard. The roars of hundreds of artillery fire almost formed a uniform roar, instantly blowing away the anger brought down by the two ignorant gods.

Hundreds of bright spots of light rose into the sky with destructive power. Under the surprised and even somewhat unbelievable gazes of all the demons, the platinum explosive warheads used the power hammer to smash out tens of thousands of anti-chaos runes and symbols, reflecting the traces of pure death and destruction in the pupils of the demons. This meant that the man, the man regarded as a fellow by chaos, had made a clear decision.

He did not need this demonic fortress to exist on the ground. He did not need any demons to exist in this world. In the warp, there was only one person's will, and that was enough.

"Fire."

Give an order.

The next second, countless flashes rose into the sky.

'boom! ’

The iron god of war roared, tearing the snowflakes in the air into pieces and turning them into scorching explosions.

Every two seconds, the horrifying roar raged across the battlefield.

The elven artillerymen of the Pale Army used a mechanical gesture to calmly destroy all enemies on the battlefield. Platinum-colored spots of light fell densely from the sky like raindrops, instantly destroying the stubborn demon fortress into a platinum-colored sea of fire.

Those demons screamed and shouted madly in the closed fortress, and even tried to mobilize psychic energy to teleport out. But among the hundreds of shells, there were always some psychic shells mixed in.

In the face of the platinum-colored rainstorm, the devil's castle instantly dissolved like a sand castle in the waves.

As for the red and blue monsters hovering in the sky, Leon calmly stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers at the two gods who seemed extremely dissatisfied and angry.

"I think strategic deception is an important part of achieving unexpected victories at all times."

Facing the terrifying storm on the battlefield, Leon calmly took off his hood and looked at the vortex in the sky. The golden spiral, with the world's original desire for destruction, looked fearlessly at the gods.

"Since you've lost, stop yelling in dissatisfaction, wild dog. You are just ghosts wandering in the continent, a group of ridiculous psychic aggregates that can't even monopolize this planet... I have never been your partner. What I want to see is farther than your thoughts."

"You... a hopeless bastard!"

The God of War let out a terrifying howl, and a huge black iron sword as big as a mountain appeared from the sky and instantly slammed into the light golden curtain, making a shrill friction sound.

The demonic rift standing in the center of the castle quickly became unstable. Amid the roar of the gods and the chaos of the demons trying to attack the artillery, no one noticed that a figure exactly like Leon fished out a cube from the rift and instantly disappeared in the battlefield of endless explosions.

Leon, who was on the front battlefield, did not seem to notice the movement of the rift. He just calmly stretched out his palm and pointed it at the sky. And the Wound of the World in the Arctic, driven by a certain will, instantly burst out with unimaginable psychic power, traversing the entire sky and reaching the top of the Psychic Spire in the Antarctic. It was held in Leon's palm, waving golden light and colliding with the giant sword in the sky. It was a scene that could not be described in words, and it was also a scene that all players would never forget. The terrifying figure of the God of War was even looming in the sky, roaring and waving the giant sword towards the Antarctic continent where the players were.

The golden light extended into a thin line in the blink of an eye, cutting through the black iron giant sword in the sky that looked like a mountain range, causing the huge psychic creation to instantly lose its concept and turn into a void of black blizzard.

"Can you only use your strength in the subspace? Or have you lost the ability to use your strength in reality?"

In front of the gods, Leon mobilized all the strength that the spires on the Antarctic continent could support and squeezed the huge expanding crack in the demon fortress hard.

'boom! ’

A bright beam of light instantly shot up into the sky.

Originally, under the use of the God of Trickery, this dazzling light was about to blast down into the Antarctic continent, causing all of Le Ang's plans to fall apart. But at this moment, as if it had been expected, a huge and complex formation lit up from the infinite wall created by the players, instantly shifting the tilted beam of light to the dome.

This huge energy column that was originally seen as closing the rift in the Demon Realm did not cause any damage on the continent. It failed to achieve its goal in the face of the powerful defense matrix of the Negative Stars. Instead, it allowed everyone in the world to see the brilliant column of light shooting into the sky.

Then, everyone also observed that the beam of light hit the invisible barrier, creating countless ripples like water waves, and refracted the light back to the earth.

Looking at the golden light spreading and falling from the sky, Leon gave his orders with a calm expression.

"...Everyone, record the coefficient of sky diffusion and prepare to calculate the impact wave on the sky shield."

"Sir, what do you mean...?"

"I've thought so since I found out... Don't you think the sky is an eyesore?"

Looking at the ripples that were almost imperceptible to the naked eye and instantly spread across the sky, Leon flipped the gold coin in his hand and threw it into the sky.

The next moment, the attack swept down from the sky and instantly turned the gold coin in front of everyone into a blank. Countless bright sparks spread from the sky to all directions of the entire Antarctic continent, wiping out the demon fortresses and some Chaos war gang gathering places from the ground.

The anger of the God of War and the God of Wisdom came and went quickly. They were unable to cause too much interference to reality, so they just scattered.

However, as a price, all the players' defense lines were broken, and the South Pole was engulfed in flames. Countless demons poured out from the mountain peaks and attacked the players' castles, whose defense capabilities had been greatly reduced.

However, it was all worth it.

To Leon, all of this was just a scam to conceal his true purpose.

Hundreds of small psychic spires and a dozen large psychic spires, the combined attack was just a test. Leon had never intended to be trapped in this world. Yes, the sky was covered by an invisible shield, and everyone was performing their own joys and sorrows on this planet that was hundreds of times larger than the Earth, but Leon just didn't like it.

"As for me, this was actually my plan from the beginning. After I learned about the sky shield, I never thought about continuing to play games with these rubbish on the ground."

Signaling the pale army that had been teleported over to start hunting down the emerging demons, Leon sat on a rock and took out from his arms the treasure that he had secretly snatched while the artillery and psychic energy were in chaos.

This creation of the ancient saint was like a silver drop of water, reflecting Leon's calm face.

"What common language do I have with them? What freedom do I have here? It's true that the resources here are huge, but the restrictions I am subject to are even greater. Someone is watching my every move. My every action, every movement, my strength, my thoughts, everything is being consumed by a bunch of idiots."

"What a waste, what a waste. If there were no such constraints, my first satellite would have already risen into the sky. But now, I have only just completed industrialization and have only preliminarily armed my Pale Army. If I want to root out the interference of those scum, I need to purify every living thing and bring their wills together as a whole."

"That's too much trouble and a waste of time. The most important thing in the universe is mass, and the negative effects of this planet are already greater than I can accept."

Looking at the hint flashing in the corner of his eyes, Leon's face revealed deep rage and hatred.

'Your faction's cultural expansion is being interfered with by the God of Joy!'

'Your faction's life expansion is being interfered with by the God of Life!'

'Your faction's wisdom expansion is being interfered with by the God of Wisdom!'

'Your faction expansion is being disrupted by the God of War!'

'According to the current interference intensity, your current technology penalty is 320000%. The gods of the subspace have decided to complete this game with you in the industrial age. Only when you complete the stage tasks can you unlock more technologies and paths. You can also forcefully unlock other routes in other ways.'

'Please note that Chaos Gods are continental-level psychic creatures. As long as you live on this planet, you will inevitably be disturbed by them. Unless one of the following conditions is met.'

'One: Kill all intelligent life related to the God of Chaos, kill all intelligent life in the world.'

'Two: Occupy every corner of the world and bring all intelligent life under your command.'

'Three: Erase or replace all concepts of life, wisdom, culture, and struggle in the world.'

'Please choose your path.'

It was a very simple matter. The Chaos Gods sent what they thought was a very friendly signal to Leon, the cheating guy.

This world is their playground, and they believe that Leon can participate in their great game. So as long as he keeps moving forward according to the rules, the Chaos Gods will not be stingy with their rewards.

If you proceed step by step, you may be able to have a very bright future. Because as a real cheating player, a living creature that can be considered a god, the final winner will always be Leon with a physical body, not a non-existent creature in the subspace.

Even if he overturned the table, it would be on the largest scale and he was not afraid of those monsters at all.

However, Li Ang hated being taught how to do things.

Especially like now, pressing his head and telling him that he must accomplish something on the planet, what he should do in the first step, and what he should do in the second step.

When did he agree to play games with these four things? Leon never had this memory in his mind. But this did not prevent him from taking the opportunity to give the subspace gods, who had no idea why, a hard blow and expel their influence from the entire Antarctic continent.

"I hate these so-called gods pointing fingers at us, so this is a warning and a signal. What we have to do next is not to rebuild the ruins of the ancient saints, nor to investigate the components of all the boundary environments. What we have to do is to break the cage in the sky and let our eyes pass through the universe and see the environment outside the boundary."

"I hate red tape, and I hate even more these bugs that always get tangled in my fancy clothes. I've had enough of these vampires. We must be more efficient in fulfilling our dream of expansion."

"Prepare to tear our cage apart. We will reach the stars and the sea."

Looking at the pale army surrounding him, Leon's expression was firm.

"We can't stop moving forward. I will never stop for what's left on this planet. We need more, more, and more."

As Leon said this, the players who were resisting stubbornly in their respective castles suddenly heard a broken voice in their minds. Before leaving, a certain blue god seemed to have left a small gift for all the fighting players.

'Crack'

Somewhere, the enchanting runes began to break, and some sealed concepts and knowledge began to spread.

All the players, especially those who studied psychic powers, finally realized a problem, a problem that they had always ignored and forgotten.

"If the Negative Stars can fight against Chaos, they can resist other corruptions, and use the inexplicable power of runes to give us power close to the power of Chaos, and can even call those monsters called the Pale Army to appear out of thin air... then what is the essential difference between them and the demons?"

"..."

The other active player stared blankly at the awakened player, then suddenly smiled.

"I don't understand what you are talking about. How can they be no different from demons? Isn't it a huge difference? They are killing demons and we are profiting from it. What's wrong with that?"

"I……"

What on earth was I going to say?

The mark that had just been broken by the Chaos God seemed to have changed. The player who was about to denounce the sins of the Negative Star in the player's fundamental world shook his head in a trance, as if he didn't know what he was going to say.

In the player's world, in the distant South Pole, the spire shining with pale golden light was standing tall in the snow. Some figures with golden runes on their bodies felt the huge power emerging from them, sighed with satisfaction, and then looked at the players around them who also had golden runes with complacency.

"Look! This is the power of the Lord of Negative Stars! Even in our world, we can still call upon its light!"

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