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Translator: AnubisTL
The vast army of bioweapons, skeleton legions, elemental creatures, and steel constructs, long poised for battle, surged forward like a flood breaching its dam.
With deafening roars, they stampeded toward the deep, dark circular entrance, each vying to be the first through.
They were the vanguard, the expendable probes sent into the unknown world to test the waters and wear down the enemy's defenses.
As the bulk of the cannon fodder and wizards poured through, Jieming took a deep breath and made his decision.
Piloting two towering Black Giants, he plunged into the space gate, a portal that seemed to devour all light, following closely behind the vanguard.
The transmigration proved far more arduous than anticipated.
Dionysius Spencer had warned that a powerful seal or suppressive force field on the other side was hindering the space gate's full expansion.
While the floating city's energy was continuously countering this force to widen the passage, those who crossed first would likely encounter some "minor inconveniences."
Jieming soon discovered exactly what these "minor inconveniences" entailed.
The moment he stepped into the spatial channel, he felt an overwhelming stickiness pressing in from all sides, as if wading through thick glue.
The surroundings were nothing like the shimmering, iridescent spatial channels he had expected. Instead, they were filled with chaotic darkness and swirling, distorted energy currents.
The turbulent currents, swirling with shattered space fragments and alien energies, relentlessly battered the transmigrators within the space gate.
Bang!
Sizzle...
The dense energy torrents crashed against the Black Giant's colossal frame, emitting a cacophony of strange sounds.
Yet after thirty years of relentless warfare, the Black Giant Body Tempering Art had continuously adapted and evolved, granting it exceptional resistance to space distortion damage related to the wind element.
Moreover, as long as the energy impacts remained below a critical threshold, the Black Giant's unique physique absorbed and transformed them into negligible sustenance.
Jieming stood firmly on the Black Giant's shoulder, enveloped in a faint protective shield that deflected stray attacks.
Like a reef in a raging torrent, he advanced steadily through the darkness at the other end of the passage, shielded by the Black Giant's unwavering defense.
Time seemed to stretch and compress, perhaps only a moment, or perhaps an eternity of torment. Suddenly, the resistance ahead eased!
"We're here!"
Jieming's spirit surged as he commanded the Black Giant to accelerate, smashing through the final spatial barrier.
But the instant his feet touched the soil of the otherworld, even Jieming's composure faltered.
The anticipated scene of a brutal clash between the Vanguard Legion and the indigenous creatures never materialized.
Instead, what met their eyes was a grand yet eerily silent spectacle: an enormous sacrificial altar surrounded by countless humanoid beings—a fusion of mantis and lizard traits—stretching to the horizon.
They seemed to be in a silent phase of some collective ritual, their myriad eyes—filled with shock, confusion, and rapidly rising hostility—focused on the uninvited guests who had just "barged" in.
Jieming, along with his two Black Giants, had become the sole foreign focal point in this silent ocean of eyes.
Jieming immediately realized that his and the Black Giants' resistance to spatial power, honed through the Black Giant Body Tempering Art, had minimized the effects of the space gate on them.
Though they had entered the space gate relatively late, they were the first to successfully cross the dimensional barrier.
The massive Vanguard Legion, it seemed, was still struggling through the narrow and unstable spatial channel, unable to follow promptly.
Even Jieming, with his unwavering resolve, couldn't help but feel a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth as he faced this scene of being the center of attention for billions of eyes, clearly belonging to enemies rather than allies.
The "declaration" he had instinctively blurted out in his excitement during the transmigration now felt particularly jarring.
This is going to be... a real mess, he thought with a sigh.
On the bright side, does this mean my spatial power resistance ranks first among the entire expeditionary force?
Forcing himself to find humor in the dire situation, Jieming rapidly searched for a way out.
His gaze swept across the fairground, finally settling on the four vortex-like clouds hovering above the sacrificial altar, each radiating a terrifying pressure that made his heart pound.
These creatures before me are manageable, but the real threat likely lies with those four...
His mind raced, and without hesitation, Jieming maintained a facade of calm, even deliberately intensifying the eerie blue flames in the Black Giant's eyes to project an aura of overwhelming power.
Simultaneously, he silently connected his mental power to the magic net terminal and transmitted an extremely potent spatial coordinate signal, like a beacon fire, into the void.
This signal would guide the wizard legion still struggling through the dimensional passage, urging them to accelerate their advance toward this newly breached breakthrough point.
Alone against the enemy, his sole task was to hold this bridgehead, even if only for a fleeting moment.
The thirty-meter-tall Black Giants stood like two obsidian iron towers atop the otherworld's sacrificial altar, their visual impact overwhelming.
Below, hundreds of millions of holy servants gazed up at these colossal figures, their whispers a mix of awe and terror.
Even the usually aloof holy spirits wore solemn expressions.
From these silent, black behemoths emanated a pressure far exceeding their own level—a pressure akin to... god-tier power!
As for Jieming, perched on the Black Giant's shoulder?
His relatively "tiny" frame and "weak" energy fluctuations made him appear to the holy servants and spirits as nothing more than an insignificant appendage of these mighty creatures, perhaps even some kind of "parasite," and he was completely ignored.
The essence of the wizard's path lay in leveraging knowledge to wield power. Its inherent terror often remained imperceptible during the first encounter.
Of course, most beings and civilizations never had the chance to face it a second time.
"A new world! It must be a new world!" A holy spirit's eyes blazed with fervent greed after the initial shock.
Though formidable, the Black Giants seemed to fall short of the overwhelming pressure exerted by the four Holy Gods in the sky, who appeared to be incarnations of the world's will itself.
What abundance of resources must exist in a world capable of nurturing such colossal creatures?!
Many peak-stage holy spirits grew restless. If they could slay or even capture these giant beasts, perhaps they could unlock the key to breaking through to god-tier!
As holy spirits who had risen through countless battles, they possessed unwavering pride.
They firmly believed that even against superior foes, their skill, numbers, and... the four divine beings standing in the sky would be enough to prevail.
"Suffer! Wail! Repent! Because of your failures, your world will be conquered by us!" a volatile holy spirit roared with manic laughter.
Bone blades erupted from his arms, wind power coiling around them to form ten-meter-long greatswords.
His figure transformed into a cyan streak of light, hurtling across a thousand meters with unstoppable momentum to strike one of the Black Giants!
Then...
Splat!
As casually as swatting an annoying fly, the Black Giant's massive hand, moving with impossible speed for its size, intercepted the cyan streak.
Blood mist and bone fragments exploded like tiny fireworks.
Jieming picked at his ear, muttering, "Gibberish... Can't understand a word... Holy shit! This guy's got guts?!"
He couldn't understand why someone with a clearly inferior energy level would launch such a suicidal charge.
Still, if they're all this reckless, defending against them might be even more troublesome... Jieming frowned slightly.
Looking down at the humanoid monsters averaging five meters tall, he worried that their relentless, suicidal attacks might destabilize the space gate.
Fortunately, the situation didn't escalate as he'd feared.
The other holy spirits' expressions shifted dramatically. They hadn't expected their renowned comrade to fall to the black monster in a single exchange.
After exchanging glances, they immediately understood each other's unspoken agreement: "Attack together!"
They simultaneously extended their bone blades and converged on the two Black Giants in a coordinated assault.
Seeing over a dozen monsters charging at him, Jieming quickly considered his options. Through the soul contract, he transmitted orders to the Black Giants at his feet:
"Hold back. Engage them in a prolonged skirmish. Stall for time!"
The Black Giants roared in response, then feigned a fierce back-and-forth battle with the insect-like creatures.
Meanwhile, high above, the four Holy Gods were exchanging thoughts at lightning speed.
"For a moment there... I thought 'He' had awakened!" a divine sense pulse trembled with fear.
"Calm down! Their life structures are completely different. They're not from 'that world,' and 'that one' cannot be resurrected," another, more composed divine sense reassured.
"Could the spatial gate have mutated after being sealed for so long, connecting to an unknown domain?" a third divine sense speculated.
"Regardless, the unfamiliar is dangerous," the final divine sense declared with resolve. "Eliminate them, reinforce the seal, and ensure absolute security. We've already reached the pinnacle; there's no need to take risks."
A consensus was quickly reached through their brief exchange.
Then, a calm yet supremely authoritative voice, like a divine decree, resonated deep within the souls of all holy spirits and holy servants:
"Kill him."
These two simple words ignited a powder keg!
"A divine oracle! It's a divine oracle!"
"For the Holy God!"
One hundred million holy servants erupted into a frenzy, their fanatical faith overwhelming their fear of the Black Giants.
Even the dozen holy spirits who had been cautiously observing were instantly consumed by resolve and killing intent!
The divine oracle had been issued, brooking no dissent!
"Attack together!"
A dozen powerful auras exploded forth, wind power swirling around them like tangible vortexes as their bone blades flashed with lethal cold light.
The holy spirits unleashed their trump cards, launching a coordinated assault from multiple angles, forming an inescapable net around the two Black Giants!
This time, they held nothing back.
Yet their assault had barely begun...
Buzz...
A strange hum resonated as thousands of Crystal Rune Seals materialized behind Jieming, who stood on the Black Giant's shoulder.
Layer upon layer, they arranged themselves into a colossal, intricate, slowly rotating wheel of brilliant light—the Great Light Phase!
In the next instant, it was as if a celestial river had burst its banks!
An indescribably dense barrage of energy light bullets erupted from the Great Light Phase, each one precisely targeting a charging holy spirit!
"No!!!"
"What is this?!"
Under the holy spirits' horrified gazes, their vaunted wind power shields shattered like paper, their concentrated attacks were instantly disintegrated, and their bodies were torn apart and vaporized in the dazzling, lethal torrent of light...
With a single volley, over a dozen powerful holy spirits were reduced to ashes!
At that moment, every holy servant, including the four Holy Gods in the sky, fixed their gazes intently on Jieming.
They finally realized that the "insignificant speck" they had overlooked was the true terror!
But the divine oracle was as immovable as a mountain!
Driven by fanatical faith, the holy servant army, vast as an endless ocean, unleashed a thunderous roar.
Like a flood bursting through a dam, they charged fearlessly toward the center of the sacrificial altar, launching a full-scale assault on Jieming and the two Black Giants!
Faced with the onslaught of this hundred-million-strong horde, the casual ease vanished from Jieming's face, replaced by absolute calm.
The Great Light Phase behind him blazed with renewed intensity, preparing for the coming battle.
Suddenly, a faint smile curved his lips.
For behind him, the massive circular space gate pulsed with violent yet steady fluctuations once more.
An aura like a surging tide of steel poured forth from within!
The wizards' legion had arrived.
(End of the Chapter)
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