# Chapter 2: Slaughter All Enemies of the Great Lords
This was not an army of wild orcs; this was fundamentally a tidal wave of wild orcs. Coupled with the spatial properties of the war beasts' claws beneath the wild orcs, allowing them to grip space and charge across mid-air as if on flat ground, the full charge of the wild orc legion came from every direction, blotting out the sky and covering the earth.
For a moment, the friendly front line was overwhelmed by the endless tide of wild orc legions. That's right, the Great Lords had established "Lord Cores" within their own base camps—fortresses used to mass-produce orc legions.
As for the energy source for the Great Lords' mass production, the "Lord Fortresses" would absorb the ownerless life force of the world they were in, thereby forming "Energy Crystals," which could be used to drive the "Lord Cores."
One point was that during the First Era, the several strongest Great Lords only had wild orc cavalry under their command. This was not only because the combat genes of wild orcs and war beasts were powerful, but also because it increased development efficiency several times over. Indeed, before the Great Lords fell out with each other, they would unreservedly share the "Wild Orc Gene" research results with one another.
When the first wild orc killed on the battlefield was resurrected on the spot, its aura even stronger than before, any doubts about why the few lords only developed wild orc legions vanished instantly.
The primordial life force of the wild orcs had been developed by the Great Lords' top-tier life engineering into something else entirely. It was like forging iron into steel through repeated tempering. The wild orcs were the same; they had to be killed continuously until their life source cores reached their limit and shattered.
A wild orc that had lost its war beast mount, upon seeing the Scaled Clan flying overhead, had the flesh and bones of its back surge, and in the next second, burst forth with fleshy wings, shooting into the sky.
One wild orc was even more exaggerated. It was devouring its kin who had died from Abyss erosion. After a bout of miserable howling, its resistance to Abyss invasion skyrocketed. In the next second, its surrounding kin devoured it completely. These wild orcs also had their Abyss resistance temporarily increased, and through glands at the back of their necks, they secreted a biological catalytic substance that spread through the surrounding area, causing wild orcs in a large region to also temporarily gain this resistance.
This temporary enhancement of Abyss resistance spread among the wild orcs like spore propagation. One might ask, how did such a powerful Great Lord system fall? One of the answers was:
"ROAR!!"
A dragon's roar that shook the world came forth. If one were to ask who were the strongest echelon of the First Era, the Ancient Dragon King, Aznid, would firmly hold one of those seats. His mythical life was so terrifying that even part of his dragon blood, not yet dead, had manifested as an Ancient King, existing into the current era, and had even clashed with Su Xiao in the Witch Realm.
Another was, of course, the First Sun King. This one's mythical life was even more formidable; he hadn't completely died, but had lain dormant until the Third Era, setting along with the "Old Days."
Boom!!
Crimson lightning dragon breath spewed down. Where the kilometer-diameter lightning dragon breath passed, Abyss races were turned into petrified inorganic matter. As beings flying overhead, countless attacks rained down upon the Ancient Dragon King. Yet the gray-white, rock-like immortal dragon hide was absurdly tough. The strongest point of the ancient wyverns was the defense of their dragon bodies.
The ancient wyverns were awakened. They still followed their former Ancient Dragon King, slaughtering across the battlefield. From the dignified and cold dark-golden vertical pupils of the Ancient Dragon King, Aznid, it was clear he was not an irrational undead.
More precisely, the Ancient Dragon King, Aznid, possessed the complete rationality of his living self. His memory ended at the moment of his conscious death after the battle with the Sun King in the First Era. As for the world after death, the Ancient Dragon King, Aznid's feeling was—nothing at all.
There was no Yellow Springs, no Nine Netherworlds, no purgatory or reincarnation—just an imperceptible void. As for being reborn, the Ancient Dragon King, Aznid knew the moment he opened his vertical pupils that it was impossible. His awakening was due to the power of the Star Realm, combined with an item that could only be described as a miracle. The effect of the two combined was not rebirth, but *reappearance*—the ultimate reappearance of the causal power of the past.
The causal existence of the Ancient Dragon King, Aznid was highly connected to this Abyss War. The moment the Abyss War ended, regardless of whether they faced a second death, they would fall silent again. If they died before that, there was no possibility of being reborn again. Being reappeared once was already a miracle; attempting to reappear again was pure delusion.
As for why they were willing to help fight against the Abyss Legion, as the former overlords of the Star Realm, if this were a conflict between Star Realm forces, the Ancient Dragon King, Aznid wouldn't bother. But this time, it was the Abyss Legion, with whom they had a blood feud. That necessitated the display of dragon might.
The ancient dragons flew amidst countless attacks, looking as if they were ready to raid the Crimson Fortress at any moment, giving their old foe some memories of the past.
At this moment, inside the command post of the Crimson Fortress, the Abyss Governor, Moyam, stood before the large window overlooking the scene, his expression somewhat grim. In the First Era, the Star Realm overlords were ambitious, even launching attacks into the Underworld. The Abyss faction and the Star Realm overlords had clashed in the Underworld. As for beating up the Underworld Lord's various Underworld forces in the process, that was just a side matter.
The entry of the wild orc legion and the dominant posture of the ancient wyverns eased the pressure on the people on the front line. However, the Abyss faction had all three Abyss Gates wide open, coupled with a sudden surge of accumulated troops. Therefore, the battle line between the two sides was still advancing towards the friendly side.
Clank, clank~
Armor clashed. As an Absolute Strong contractor was smashed in the jaw by a warhammer, he bent over in pain, staggering backward, blood gushing from his mouth. A large hand wearing a bracer grabbed his shoulder. Warm Solar Force surged into his body, rapidly healing the wounds eroded by Abyss energy. This level of healing surpassed over ninety percent of professional healing-type abilities.
"The sun bathes you and me."
A resonant yet somewhat gentle voice came. The contractor named Dark Ghost looked towards the source. It was a figure over three meters tall, clad in full armor, wearing a bucket-like metal helmet with only a horizontal slit for the eyes. He was currently half-kneeling on the ground. Seeing this person instilled a feeling of heartfelt reliability.
Clang~
One greatsword after another was drawn from its scabbard. The Sun God Clan did not use their more powerful Sun system abilities, as they would inevitably harm their allies. But if one thought the Sun God Clan's combat style was simple and didn't live up to their reputation, they would be gravely mistaken. The Ninth Rank and Absolute Strong contractors in front of the base camp were all stunned, because in the enemy's area, a giant sun... was falling!
Rumble!
The earth trembled. The falling sun exploded and scattered. Amidst the burning Solar Flame, the Abyss Legion's Ep clan, Black Knights, Serpentfolk, and others ran about in chaos, engulfed in flames, roaring in fury, before being burned to ashes in no time.
The legion formed by the Sun God Clan pointed their greatswords forward in unison. The Solar Flame rushing towards them gathered onto their greatswords, causing their auras to surge sharply.
Looking around at the front, the battlefield within sight was cleared, leaving only the blazing Solar Flame and the three distant Abyss faction fortresses. Those were truly sturdy; struck by the falling sun, they only suffered partial damage and burning, and were currently slowly recovering.
In truth, the three Abyss fortresses of the past weren't this sturdy. They had been tempered during the First Era, resulting in the Abyss three fortresses generally having very high resistance to sun damage.
The one who came this time wasn't the First Sun King, but the Fourth Sun King. If one were to talk about strength, it was definitely the First Sun King. But when it came to leading the Sun God Clan on an expedition, the Fourth Sun King was the undisputed choice. Whether the First Sun King would appear later was unknown for now.
The Sun Legion wasn't large, only a few thousand strong. But the battle line they formed firmly held the center of the friendly front line. Coupled with the Guardians clinging to them, these Sun God Clan members were like unyielding rocks amidst the dark, raging waves.
When the opposing Abyss Legion surged again, friendly combatants on the defensive line were soon critically wounded. A contractor with a dark spear piercing his throat staggered backward. But after a few steps, the sense of danger suddenly lessened. Having reached the rear of the Sun God Clan legion, he gained a precious breathing space. He pulled out a recovery injection. One life-saving injection, plus recovery from a Guardian, saved his life.
This one-eyed contractor looked forward in confusion. He saw the Sun Legion, firm as a rock, holding the very center of the front line, and other combatants who had also suffered fatal wounds, unable to rush back to the base camp, silently recovering behind the Sun Legion. These people all felt the same thing: these Sun brothers were truly reliable.
The Sun Rock was firmly planted right in front of the friendly base camp. Until it burned out, this defensive line would not be breached. It wasn't that the Sun warriors lacked the power to wreak havoc on the battlefield. Compared to beast-like slaughter, they saw the precarious state of their defensive line and the constantly falling allied forces.
Yes, in the Abyss War, the Sun Knights defaulted to considering all Star Realm beings fighting against the Abyss Legion as allies. And as for the brave souls daring to stand on the very front line facing the Abyss, the Sun warriors believed that each such courageous soul was precious.
Sun warriors didn't die in vain. Whenever a Sun warrior fell, a ray of sunlight would shine down. A Sun warrior, displaying a posture of praising the sun, would rise from the "Past," replacing the fallen warrior, keeping the Sun Legion at a scale of several thousand.
Interestingly enough, the ancient wyverns possessed formidable defensive power, but their style was aggressive and bloodthirsty. They were wreaking havoc across the battlefield, never once paying attention to the friendly defensive line from start to finish. The Sun warriors possessed powerful offensive capabilities, yet they held the line, preventing the Abyss Legion from breaching the front.
Greater defense for more wanton slaughter; greater offense for more resolute protection. It was no wonder these two sworn enemies, the Ancient Dragons and the Sun, had fought each other for an entire era.
A high-pitched dragon roar came. With a whoosh, a pitch-black-blue demon dragon, leaving a trail of dark blue smoke, took flight. This demon dragon was about a kilometer in size. Its hide was rough while also having a dark blue smoky feel. More peculiar was its aura, which actually had a hint of the Supreme Realm. This caught the attention of the Ancient Dragon King, Aznid. Soon, the Ancient Dragon King saw the trick: the figure standing on the dragon's back was the one in the Supreme Realm.
Yes, the World-Destroying Demon Dragon, Barbatos, had finally completed its rebirth cultivation. But directly riding Barbatos to clash with the Shadow of the Dark Tide, Avila, would result in Barbatos turning into a shower of dragon blood within two exchanges. Su Xiao had a solution for this: the power of the Demon Spirit.
It wasn't to let the Blade Demon Spirit invade Barbatos, but to keep the demon spirit sealed within Dragon-Slaying Flash, only releasing the demon spirit's power to strengthen Barbatos. To put it more abstractly, it was to have Barbatos undergo a unique demonization.
It was different from Blade Demonization; it was more like something between Blade Demonization and demonization. The cost was that it would place a severe burden on Barbatos's body. Within a month, Barbatos's body would collapse from the demonization.
Regarding this, neither Su Xiao, Jila, nor Barbatos cared at all. Ultimately, the most important thing for Barbatos was its consciousness core, not its body, which could be cultivated again.
Su Xiao had advanced to the Supreme Realm, so his demon spirit had naturally also advanced to the Supreme rank. To say that Barbatos now had Supreme-rank offensive capability was impossible. The limit of Demonized Barbatos's attack intensity was the Peak Realm. However, in terms of defense, Barbatos could still hold up, provided it wasn't directly hit by the Shadow of the Dark Tide, Avila's attack; it could withstand the aftermath.
The World-Destroying Demon Dragon swooped towards the Abyss faction. With a crack, golden Realm Lightning descended, forming a lightning spear in Su Xiao's hand. It was worth mentioning that this control of lightning was achieved through the "Heavenly Edge Shadow Severing" ability, drawing down Realm Lightning at the upper limit of Void Realm Lightning intensity.
As the demon dragon shot into the sky, the Abyss Dragon within the opposing camp also carried the Shadow of the Dark Tide, Avila, flying out.
The two clashed directly above the battlefield in an instant. First came a rumbling thunderclap, then dark red and the gold of Realm Lightning respectively enveloped the skies above the Abyss faction and the Star Realm faction.
Below, the battlefield was filled with the roar of battle and endless explosions. Above, the Supreme powerhouses of both sides fought in a world-shaking battle. Just a short while into the opening, the Abyss War had fully entered its climax.
Just then, "Reappearance of the Past" activated once more. Array patterns appeared before the base camp. A monstrous blood light burst forth. This time, a powerhouse from the Second Era was being reappeared.
With disheveled, graying hair, an upper body covered in various scars, a blood-stained left arm wrapped in some bandages, and a crimson blade in his right hand pointing diagonally at the ground, his eyes, with blood-red pupils, gave off a scalp-numbing pressure. This was...
The strongest peak of the Second Era, and the record holder for the strongest Peak Realm before Su Xiao created the record for the strongest peak rank. The one who killed the most in the Second Era, and also saved countless worlds on the verge of destruction or collapse: the Second Era Shadow of Law Destruction, Blood Demon Blade, Barn Diva.
This one wasn't good at developing abilities, and had no interest in leaving his name on the inscription stele. Records related to him were very scarce. As for records from the opposing side, they wouldn't mention him at all—the hatred from being killed was too deep. However, he had another identity that was widely known: he was the master of the Old Law Destroyer and Kesser Huna.
Appearing next was a woman whose face wasn't exceptionally beautiful, but whose aura as a female powerhouse suggested she was suitable to be a teacher, and certainly a renowned master. This Law Destroyer was named Kesser Huna. If that name sounds unfamiliar, then the title "Master of Green Gillian" would certainly be very familiar.
The greatest reputation Kesser Huna left in her life wasn't saving many worlds; it was becoming the master of Green Gillian. Because of this, she was successfully "expelled from the sect" by Blood Demon Blade, Barn Diva. Barn Diva, decisive in killing all his life, simply couldn't afford the shame.
And the next one to make a brilliant entrance was, surprisingly, Green Gillian herself. She had died in the Second Era, leaving behind only a remnant soul. At this moment, her remnant soul clearly sensed this "Reappearance" and decisively transferred her consciousness over.
With Green Gillian appearing, the Old Law Destroyer could naturally show himself as well. The Old Law Destroyer looked around, then placed one hand on the blade at his waist. Black smoke rose from his body.
Mawen Hua'erzi didn't come. His consciousness didn't respond to this reappearance. There were two possibilities: either he had found the "Black Maple Tree Mother Tree" and truly couldn't leave, lest all his previous efforts be wasted, or the place he was in was too special, and the power of the Reappearance of the Past couldn't reach that special area.
The next one to appear wasn't a Law Destroyer, but a Moon Wolf that looked like a werewolf. It was the Black Moon Wolf, Hilaibuch, the most special member of the Silver Moon Wolf clan, the only one who didn't use a greatsword.
A man with an unremarkable appearance but a steady temperament appeared. He looked around and said, "It seems the Abyss has ultimately invaded the Star Realm. This is the front defense. The Sun Legion and Ancient Dragons are here, and... Travelers? Hmm, combatants from the Paradise faction. Judging by the power fluctuations, we should go reinforce the western flank."
The western flank, defended by major Star Realm races like the Feather Race and Demon Race, was clearly not trusted by this one. Such a reliable Law Destroyer—his identity was almost obvious: Star Devourer, Akas.
The Shadow of the Abyss, Ximan Aqide, appeared, exuding the aura of an old man with eagle eyes and a wolf's gaze. Seeing him, Green Gillian clicked her tongue, indicating a bad relationship. But that was all; after all, they had once shared a life-and-death bond.
Among the appearing Ancestral Law Destroyers, Blood Demon Blade, Barn Diva, clearly had the most presence. Furthermore, the other Law Destroyers present had all been taught by him to some extent. Now gathered together, even Green Gillian, the most troublesome female Law Destroyer in history, wouldn't show disrespect to this one. This was also Gillian's peculiarity: she had immense inner respect for her teachers.
Blood Demon Blade, Barn Diva, looked up at the sky. He asked, "This is the Third Era, right?"
"Yes."
The Old Law Destroyer replied, without using a respectful title like "Master." This was Barn Diva's request: once he started teaching a disciple, he was not to be called "Master." The specific reason wasn't clear.
"So," Barn Diva paused, looking at the battle above. A rare look of gratified joy appeared in his blood-red eyes. "One of the Supremes of the Third Era is one of our Law Destroyers."
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, Barn Diva seemed to sense something, but didn't say it out loud. His gaze only became more satisfied. Having understood all the contents of the original inheritance, he naturally saw that this wasn't an ordinary Supreme Realm. This looked very much like someone who had walked the path of the peak, while simultaneously using the "Heart of the Abyss" and the "Eye of the Elements" to advance to the Supreme Realm. Because in the power of this Supreme Realm, there was no obvious Abyss or Elemental causality; instead, there was a sense of coordinated perfection.
Seeing this, a smile appeared on Blood Demon Blade, Barn Diva's face. This stunned Kesser Huna and the Old Law Destroyer. They had followed their teacher their entire lives and had never seen this stern man wear such a smile.
In an exceptionally good mood, Blood Demon Blade, Barn Diva, asked, "Whose disciple is this?"
Hearing this, the Old Law Destroyer's expression froze. Kesser Huna beside him glanced at him, a look of suspicion in her eyes.
Green Gillian beside him remained silent. Star Devourer, Akas, felt that something was just a little off.
This time, it was Ximan Aqide who had a slightly ambiguous smile on his face. He said, "This is Mawen Hua'erzi's disciple."
Hearing this, the smile on Blood Demon Blade, Barn Diva's face suddenly froze. Kesser Huna was somewhat stunned, looking at Ximan Aqide in confusion. Star Devourer, Akas, also looked at Ximan Aqide in surprise.
The phrase 'This is Mawen Hua'erzi's disciple' had far too much 'weight' to it. Everyone present knew exactly what kind of sorry state Mawen Hua'erzi was in. One of them was even Mawen Hua'erzi's master.
After experiencing either speechlessness, astonishment, or wonder, starting with Blood Demon Blade, Barn Diva, everyone's gaze turned to the Old Law Destroyer. As Mawen Hua'erzi's master, although the Old Law Destroyer didn't say a word, the corner of his eye twitched slightly. Because regarding this matter, he was actually even more incredulous. He knew exactly what an unreliable, unscrupulous mentor Mawen Hua'erzi usually was.