Chapter 317: Ten Seconds is Enough

Inside Locust Paradise.

Blades flashed, swords clashed, and magical light intertwined, creating a dazzling display amidst the crowd.

Shouts echoed endlessly, and flashes of white light erupted one after another.

The ones turning into white light were almost all professional players from the Eastern Nation server.

This was because, upon their death, they were directly transported back to their country through spatial rifts.

On the other hand, professional players from the Dragon Nation, once killed, would disintegrate into ashes.

This was the effect of the "Mark of Death."

Every Eastern Nation professional player carried the "Mark of Death." Their objective was clear—to permanently eliminate Dragon Nation players.

Although the battle was taking place on Dragon Nation's territory, and the participants included top-tier professionals from the Empire, Dragon Soar, and Wealth guilds, they did not have the upper hand.

This was because Eastern Nation had a significant numerical advantage.

As the battle continued, professionals from top Dragon Nation guilds like Dragon Clan and Demon God arrived to assist.

Even the three top players—Ice Emperor, Moon Mark, and Seraph—personally came to the World 12.

However, due to the level protection below 100, these level 500 powerhouses could only watch the battle unfold, unable to intervene.

"They have too many people."

"Most of our forces are still employing a pyramid strategy to conquer other worlds. The teams advancing into the World 12 are just a small fraction, with the majority still stuck in the Tenth and Eleventh Worlds. They can't reach the World 12 to support."

"Why can the Eastern Nation send so many people into the World 12?"

"They must be exploiting a bug with spatial rifts," Seraph observed the Eastern Nation players carefully and immediately noticed the problem. "Most of their players are only around level 60. At this level, they should be active in the World 10 or 11, but the spatial rifts allow them to temporarily skip to higher-level worlds."

Moon Mark suddenly understood. "So this means our forces are limited to those already in the World 12, while Eastern Nation can mobilize their entire pool of new professional players."

Spatial rifts continued to open around them.

More and more Eastern Nation players poured through the rifts.

The battlefield gradually tipped in their favor.

Dragon Nation players were being slaughtered one after another, their bodies turning to ashes in agonizing pain.

Seraph's fury erupted: "These bastards!"

"The effect of the 'Mark of Death' is too overpowering. If this continues, their deaths will only cost them a level, but our losses are permanent."

Ice Emperor said in a deep voice, "There's only one person who can turn the tide."

Moon Mark and Seraph turned to Ice Emperor in unison. "Zero!"

Ice Emperor nodded. "I've already informed Zero, but I don't know how soon he can arrive."

Just as he finished speaking, a dragon's roar echoed from the distant sky.

"He's here!"

"So fast?"

Following the sound, the enormous figure of the Thirty-Six Wing Armageddon Black Dragon appeared, its massive body blotting out the sky.

On the battlefield, the Eastern Nation players quickly reacted.

"The Necromancer is here!"

"Retreat!"

With a shout, the Eastern Nation players broke off the fight and sprinted toward the spatial rifts.

After all, just yesterday, Zhang Yue had nearly wiped out their entire server. The sight of him sent them fleeing on sight.

As long as they made it into the rifts, they could escape Zhang Yue's pursuit.

Noticing this, Dragon Nation guild members did their best to restrain the fleeing Eastern Nation players, preventing them from reaching the rifts.

But there were simply too many of them, and they couldn't stop everyone.

Watching the Eastern Nation players kill and then flee, Moon Mark seemed to realize something and urgently said to Ice Emperor, "Quick, use your frost powers to freeze the spatial rifts!"

Reminded of this, Seraph also reacted. "Right! The level protection below 100 only applies to players and monsters, not to other objects."

As the Snow Emperor, Ice Emperor immediately conjured an ice spear in his hand.

CLANG!

The spear struck the ground, sending a wave of frost in all directions.

The frost spread under the feet of the Eastern Nation players, leaving them unharmed.

But in the next instant, all the spatial rifts touched by the frost were frozen solid.

Several Eastern Nation players, who had been sprinting toward the rifts, slammed face-first into the ice, leaving them bruised and bewildered.

"Nani? This works too?"

As Ice Emperor sustained the ice seal on the rifts, his mana drained rapidly. He opened the communication interface and sent Zhang Yue a voice message: "I can hold on for at most thirty seconds. It's all up to you now!"

Moments later, Zhang Yue replied, "Ten seconds is enough."

As soon as his words fell, a deafening dragon roar shook the heavens. The Thirty-Six Wing Armageddon Black Dragon swooped down, its massive form covering the battlefield.

Once within range, the Armageddon Black Dragon began its bombardment.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Energy spheres rained down on the densest clusters of enemies, triggering the effects of [Glory · God of War Physique] and unleashing AOE splash damage across the field.

Damage numbers exceeding 1.3 million flashed, sweeping through the crowd.

Wherever the Armageddon Black Dragon struck, nothing remained.

Countless bursts of white light shot into the night sky.

At the same time, Zhang Yue teleported off the dragon's back and landed on the ground.

He casually picked up several "Mark of Death" dropped by dead Eastern Nation players.

Attaching the effect of the marks to the Shadow Predator's weapon, Zhang Yue led the Shadow Predator and its shadow army into the crowd.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

With each strike, five Eastern Nation players were instantly killed, their bodies disintegrating into ashes.

Among them was the loudest, Nakamon Hiroshi.

After the five marks were used up, subsequent kills only resulted in the typical white-light resurrection.

For this kind of large-scale battle, the Armageddon Black Dragon 's AOE damage was unbeatable.

It annihilated the Eastern Nation players, leaving them with no chance to retaliate.

Almost as if it were timed, the battle ended precisely in ten seconds.

All 1,000+ Eastern Nation players were wiped out.

Among them, Zhang Yue used the marks to permanently eliminate over fifty players.

ROAR!

The Armageddon Black Dragon descended into Locust Paradise, becoming the focal point of the battlefield.

Its massive body gave everyone an unparalleled sense of security.

Instantly, players from the five major guilds—Dragon Clan, Dragon Soar, Empire, Demon God, and Wealth—breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Zhang Yue's arrival was timely, the five guilds still suffered losses of nearly a hundred members.

And these losses were irreversible permanent deaths.

So, even though they repelled the Eastern Nation invasion and claimed victory, the atmosphere remained somber.

"They have the ability to create infinite spatial rifts, allowing them to infiltrate Dragon Nation territory at will and use the 'Mark of Death' to devastate us," Xu Bei said.

"This time, Eastern Nation launched a full-scale retaliation, using spatial rifts to invade Dragon Nation and slaughter anyone they encountered."

"Since we don't have the 'Mark of Death,' even if they are killed, their only loss is a level, but our losses are permanent."

Dragon Soar's leader raged, "They even avoid targeting our major guilds directly, focusing on solo players instead. It's outright bullying."

The Demon God guild leader, Demon Emperor, added, "To be precise, they're venting their grudge against Zero onto the rest of us. Otherwise, why would they flee the moment they see Zero?"

"The key problem now is that we have no way to retaliate!"

Indeed, if Dragon Nation had materials to create infinite spatial rifts, not even a mosquito could escape Zhang Yue's grasp.

At this moment, Ice Emperor said truthfully, "Dragon Nation's spatial energy materials are too scarce. We've used up everything we had, and it will take at least six months to produce more…"

"Does that mean we can only sit and wait?"

Just as everyone was filled with rage but helpless, Zhang Yue suddenly received a message from Ouyang Ling'er.

Seeing the message, Zhang Yue's eyes lit up.

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