Translator: AnubisTL
Soon, reinforcements from the ship plane arrived.
Two floating fortresses, as massive as mountains, their surfaces bristling with menacing turrets and arcane rune bases, slowly detached from the ship plane.
They passed through the stable planar passage and officially descended into the Giant Spirit Realm!
Jieming followed the other wizards and stepped onto the deck of one of the fortresses.
When the fortress completely broke through the barrier, revealing the interior of the Giant Spirit Realm without reservation, even he couldn't help but be slightly surprised.
Previously, from outside the void, he could only see the continent below shrouded in a metallic luster.
Now that he had arrived in person, he discovered that it wasn't the entire continent covered in steel, but rather countless skyscrapers rising from the ground.
The exteriors of these buildings were composed entirely of some unknown metal, glistening with a cold luster.
On the surfaces of the buildings, densely packed neon tubes outlined strange patterns, displaying various signs written in the Giant Spirit Realm's script, creating a bizarre and grotesque scene.
On the streets, the figures of indigenous people who had undergone various mechanical or biological modifications could be faintly seen—some half-mechanized, others fused with strange biological tissues.
"This feeling..." Jieming's eyes flickered. "It's almost like... cyberpunk?"
Certain game images from his past life overlapped with the scene before him, creating a strange sense of déjà vu.
However, this flicker of surprise quickly faded.
For a wizard who had seen much and explored countless planes, this level of technology and modification civilization, while unique, wasn't particularly shocking.
His gaze shifted from the city below—now completely cleared and resembling a metallic tomb—and looked toward the distance.
There, the massive legion of the Giant Spirit Realm's indigenous people had regrouped.
Warships that blotted out the sky, colossal mechanical puppets of various forms, and indescribable biological weapons were packed densely along the horizon. Their converging energy fluctuations created a suffocating pressure.
Strangely, however, the enemy merely stood ready, without launching an immediate attack.
"What are these guys thinking?" A flicker of doubt arose in Jieming's mind.
Common sense dictated that a civilization pushed to the brink of extinction would most likely gather all its forces to strike a thunderous blow while the wizards had just descended and hadn't yet found their footing, inflicting as much damage as possible.
Even if it couldn't change the final outcome, it would at least force the invaders to pay a far heavier price.
But they didn't.
They simply surrounded the fortress in silence, facing off against the hundreds of millions of Wizard Cannon Fodder Legionnaires that had poured out like a tide, rapidly covering the earth.
The air grew so heavy it felt as if it might drip like water. Only the low roar of energy engines and the suppressed screeches of the cannon fodder monsters echoed through the stillness.
This unnatural silence was even more unsettling than a frenzied assault.
A moment later, the stalemate broke.
In the distance, the endless enemy ranks parted like a receding tide, opening a wide channel.
Dozens of Mechanical Puppets, towering like metallic mountain ranges and radiating power no less formidable than the Level 7 natives they had faced before, slowly flew out.
They carried no army with them, advancing alone toward the Wizard Fortress.
"What are they doing..." Jieming frowned, watching the scene unfold.
Suddenly, an absurd thought struck him: Could they... want to negotiate?
He wasn't the only one; many other wizards had also realized the possibility.
Immediately, a wizard let out an undisguised sneer: "Utterly foolish! Negotiate with the Destroyer? If wars could be won with words, why would we have crossed the Endless Void?!"
"It seems they cannot comprehend the law of survival in the face of an absolute disparity in power."
Amidst the wave of derisive laughter, Dixon, a seventh-tier wizard who had been watching silently, had a flash of realization and amusement in his eyes.
He gently raised his hand, signaling the surrounding wizards to remain calm.
Then, under the gaze of countless eyes, Dixon alone rose from the fortress and flew toward the dozens of level 7 mechanical puppets radiating terrifying pressure.
The two sides faced off in the airspace at the center of the battlefield.
However, the scene that followed defied almost all the wizards' expectations.
From within the largest and most ornately decorated mechanical puppet at the front, a mental ripple filled with arrogance and condescension erupted, blanketing the entire battlefield:
"Abandon your ignorant resistance, mighty ones from an unknown world!"
The very first sentence left all the wizards stunned.
The voice continued to boom, its tone dripping with condescension. "Your stubborn resolve has already earned the recognition of the great Kog! If you must blame anyone, blame the inferior world you were born into!"
"The Giant Spirit Realm is not something you can resist! You ignorant creature, perhaps you have reached the pinnacle of your own world, looking down upon all living beings. But in the eyes of the great Kog, you are still nothing more than an insect that can be crushed with a single thought!"
"By causing such losses, you have already demonstrated your worth. Surrender! We can grant you a respectable position. To become a servant of His Majesty Kog is the ultimate honor!"
These Level 7 natives of the Giant Spirit Realm chimed in one after another, their words dripping with arrogance.
It was as if they weren't facing a terrifying enemy who had easily captured their peers, but were instead reprimanding an insubordinate subordinate.
In their minds, Dixon, who had flown out alone, was undoubtedly the strongest among the invaders.
Even if he were stronger than he appeared, he would surely be torn to pieces under the siege of dozens of their "peers"!
Moreover, above them stood the supreme Lord of the World of the Giant Spirit Realm—"Kog"!
That was an existence beyond the comprehension of creatures from such a "low-level world."
Upon hearing this, Dixon, who was hovering in mid-air, Merist and Obolos, who were watching through the light screen on the ship plane, the cannon fodder on the surrounding fortress, and all the wizards in the legion suddenly fell into an extremely eerie silence.
It wasn't anger, nor was it shock, but a... kind of indescribable absurdity.
It was as if they were watching a frog at the bottom of a well, boasting to a dragon soaring in the nine heavens about how vast the sky at the well's mouth was.
Seeing Dixon's silence, the Giant Spirit Realm natives assumed he was either intimidated by "Kog's" fearsome reputation or weighing his options. They impatiently released another spiritual wave:
"Make your choice, intruder! Surrender, or be destroyed?!"
At that moment, Dixon finally moved.
The habitually gentle smile on his face had long since vanished, replaced by an absolute calm, like a bottomless, freezing pool.
He didn't even look at the noisy mechanical puppets. Instead, he expressionlessly raised his hand and gave a casual wave to the wizard legion standing ready behind him.
His voice wasn't loud, but it reached the ears of every wizard clearly, so flat it carried no ripple of emotion:
"Annihilate them."
(End of the Chapter)
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