The game is about becoming a god, starting with the rampage of Hua Ye.

"what?"

Gazing at the giant sword that suddenly appeared and blocked the Crescent Moon Blade, Young Master Rick finally lost his composure.

These guys really keep giving him new surprises!

Long, who was standing to the side, was also a little surprised. She didn't seem to have seen this ability before!

It wasn't mentioned in the materials either.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

The piercing sound immediately made the distant void army somewhat irritable.

But more than anything, I was shocked; that giant sword was incredibly powerful!

Even so, they still charged forward, only able to unleash their full potential in close-quarters combat.

Those white-winged females who are still below the Nirvana Realm are no match for their slaughtering blades.

General against general, soldier against soldier.

When the disparity in strength is too great, those ants are bound to lose.

"kill!"

"Roar!"

As if sensing the impending danger of the enemy, the greatsword and the crescent-shaped blade clashed.

Above the Sword of Judgment, spatial fluctuations re-emerged.

Countless Void Matrix Cores, adorned with dazzling patterns, continuously flew out from the arsenal.

Then the resonance began, and endless flames descended upon this place.

"Mode Two, Fiery Two, Flame Sparrow."

With a clear cry, a phoenix made of flames descended upon the world.

"Appeared."

The Alt youth, who possessed Karl's memories, anticipated this scene the moment they saw the Sword of Judgment appear.

After all, this move had caused Karl's Taotie fleet a lot of trouble back then.

Although it's unclear why Keisha would use this move against her, given her initial assessment of its power, it shouldn't be considered significant in the face of such a war.

However, based on the power of the Sky-Piercing Greatsword, the Alt youth were certain that this move would not be much weaker.

"I never expected that they could get this far even without that guy. As expected of Queen Keisha."

After saying this, the Alt tribe remained silent, waiting to see how the Rick tribe would respond.

His army had already fallen under the command of the young clan leader Rick, so whether they won or lost was none of his concern.

Since I have already made a move once, if I ask him to make another move, then it depends on when the Venerable One will fulfill his promise.

What I need is never an increase in strength, but a search for knowledge.

Influenced by Karl, he, who had never been interested in this subject, was filled with an endless thirst for knowledge about it.

Despite their vast knowledge reserves, some secrets remain hidden from those below the rank of Venerable One.

Even if he is from a minority group, it won't work unless a venerable one bestows authority upon him.

Because the Alt youth did not want to arouse suspicion within their own tribe, he needed to seek opportunities elsewhere.

Since Venerable Zhutian has made this promise, he will play along with the Rick Clan.

The outcome is not something we should be considering right now.

Accompanied by the chirping of the fireflies, the scorching heat continued to rise, almost comparable to the temperature of a star.

But it didn't stop there; the surrounding space seemed to be distorted by the intense heat.

Strangely, the Void Matrix core that makes up the Firebird is completely unaffected by the temperature, as if it were a series of stars.

In an instant, the dark void was illuminated by the firelight, as if a real blazing sun had descended upon this place.

Before its cry had even faded, the firebird, carrying endless flames, charged toward the void army.

Upon seeing this, the Void Army's charge immediately stalled.

It wasn't that they were afraid of death, but rather that the way this firebird appeared was too shocking, its power reaching its peak.

Faced with the sudden attack, before the young clan leader Rick could speak, several Boundless Realm experts from the rear of the army immediately moved out.

After the Annihilation Blade was blocked and unable to achieve any results, the Rick Clan decisively abandoned their attack on Pangu Fortress and changed their target directly, attacking the Judgment Sword, which stood out from the crowd.

As the Blade of Annihilation suddenly disappeared, the Sky-Supporting Giant Sword seemed to lose its target, pausing briefly in the void before, as if receiving some kind of command, suddenly changing direction and slashing backward.

More accurately, it was the Sword of Judgment that slashed out.

As the flagship of this campaign, the Sword of Judgment naturally served as the command center.

At this moment, in the command hall, everyone watched as the colossal sword slashed towards them, but they showed no sign of panic or surprise.

Because they trusted Number One, since the control of the Sword of Judgment had always been in Number One's hands.

Sure enough, just as the colossal sword was about to fall, an invisible blade suddenly emerged from beneath its edge—the vanished Blade of Annihilation.

With its powerful computing capabilities and absolute control over the surrounding space, Number One successfully predicted the intentions of the Annihilation Blade.

The fact that Rick had once again managed to withstand the attack of the Annihilation Blade caused him to frown deeply.

This guy who suddenly appeared was somewhat unexpected.

If this continues, the entire battle will be dragged down.

At that point, he wouldn't be able to predict what the outcome would be.

With a furrowed brow, the Rick Clan contacted the Alt Clan directly. If he didn't go all out this time, then any promises he made would be meaningless.

"Understood, I will take action."

These simple words were considered a promise to the Rick clan.

Having received a satisfactory reply, Young Master Rick turned to Long, who was waiting for orders, and said:

"Take what your tribe gave you and go!"

"Ok!"

As the cold voice faded, Long, holding a red scythe, walked out of the command center.

The crimson light was like the call of death; the scythe of the underworld appeared in the world.

This was no longer the ordinary scythe she once held.

This treasure is a heirloom of the Long clan and a symbol of her clan, which is the Ming clan.

Back when the clan was at its peak, it was a superior race.

But as times change and dynasties fall, even the most powerful groups will eventually decline and fall to the mundane world under the erosion of time.

Later, the Scythe of the Underworld changed hands several times and fell into the hands of the Arik tribe, which also became the opportunity to subjugate the Underworld tribe.

For countless ages, the Underworld Clan has been striving to retrieve this supreme treasure.

However, with the lineage broken, their clan could no longer enter the level that belonged only to the strong, and therefore could not rightfully obtain this heirloom treasure.

Only when the Underworld mobilized its entire force to infiltrate the known universe did a sliver of possibility emerge.

Later, when only Long returned as the sole survivor, the Underworld Scythe was given to her.

After all, such a treasured heirloom can only be used as an ordinary weapon by other races, except for their own clan.

From then on, the Underworld Clan possessed a foundation of power.

That long-sealed talent will once again bloom in the void.

The glory of the path of the soul may resound throughout the entire void.

A glint of blood appeared in the golden glow. Her goal had always been the same: to strike at the heart of the matter and personally take down the most important person to that guy, just as he had taken away the most important person from her back then.

At the same time, she also looked forward to his reappearance. With the clan's heirloom in hand, she was now confident that she could wash away the shame.