Netherworld Retrograde

Capítulo 1201: Chapter 593: Sacrifice

The sudden turn of events resulted in devastating losses for the Horror Demon faction.

Wasn’t it said that the vast majority of humans were trapped in dreams? Who, then, is operating these cannons? Why are these vehicles autonomously crashing?

What was even more unacceptable to them was their allied force.

Came from the mech unit of the Casting General.

The Horror Demons provided copious materials and resources to produce this elite combat power.

Each mecha is said to have a panel claiming the abilities of a captain-level Spiritual Ability User, and would grow increasingly stronger with technological iterations and intelligence gathering.

It’s said that eventually, they can forge mechas that counter Champions. Pull the Champion out to fight directly!

This was a significant weapon in their attack on the human stronghold, and a crucial opportunity to gather intelligence and information.

For this operation, the Casting General, for once, was unusually generous, dispatching nearly all the mechas.

Aiming to achieve it all in one battle, ensuring they seize the ‘point’ and once more sever the humans’ two-layered space. Perhaps even directly destroy the Heavenly Soldier Furnace, neutralizing the humans’ means of mass production in warfare.

However, at this moment, those mechas had become a nightmare for the Horror Demons, with each mech warrior abandoning the assault on the stronghold and instead bombarding the Horror Demons fiercely.

Not only that, but some Horror Demons also noticed that the mechanical constructs around them were emitting hostility in that instant.

Even some of the weapons used by Horror Demons inexplicably misfired.

The Horror Demons were caught off guard by this sudden change.

Ever since it became known that Li Ye had brought the Mechanical God Core, a massive killing tool, the Supreme Council had accumulated the mechanical constructs remaining in Giant City around each shelter.

This became the first line of defense on the human side.

Nevertheless, the wails of the Horror Demons echoed through the night, yet they continued to unceasingly assault the stronghold.

Not only the stronghold but several shelters near the ‘point’ affected by Nightmares. In fact, almost all shelters on the third layer were under the frantic attack of Horror Demons.

But even if some Horror Demons felt fear, they were still swept along by a force to continue the charge.

Glory, slaughter, desire, all these cravings were influencing and enticing them.

Even in death, they would die on the path of the charge.

It’s not an exception; the entire Horror Demon ranks on the third-layer battlefield were in a kind of frenzied state.

This led to massive casualties among them and significantly increased the depletion of human shelters.

The bodies of Horror Demons piled up on the battlefield, their corpses animated, and the flowing blood formed some kind of strange desecration pattern.

…

In a corner of the third-layer’s dark side space, unreachable by any detectors.

Emperor’s Fall leaned against a throne made of pale bones, his fingers brushing indifferently over a section of jagged spine on the armrest.

His gaze extended past the smoke-filled battlefield, observing the slaughter and wails on the battlefield.

Under his sword-like brows, those golden pupils like molten metal reflected the exploding flames and flying limbs in the distant battlefield; every time the wails soared, a trace of gratifying crimson flashed in his eyes.

This grand carnage pleased him, even though most of those dying were his so-called ‘allies’.

He delighted in slaughter, caring little for whom was being killed.

And that Angel Horror Demon, whose once pure and flawless wings now drooped in disarray like a flag tattered by storms.

She lay nearly naked upon him, her skin fair and translucent, dotted with ambiguous red marks and bruises.

Her waist tensed and relaxed to some hidden rhythm, a gesture as much of struggle as it was of acquiescence.

The sweet yet fragmented gasps seeping from her lips intertwined with the distant battlefield’s horn sounds into a bizarre hymn.

“Master…” the angel gasped softly, “our…offensive…uh…doesn’t seem so good…”

Emperor’s Fall looked down at Mei Wu, pressing her waist and thighs, pushing her body down.

Causing Mei Wu to stiffen momentarily, then collapse completely.

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Being chosen by the Three Gods, Emperor’s Fall had no need to repress any of his desires.

When Mei Wu attempted to charm Emperor’s Fall with her unique curse, her fate was already sealed.

“You should indeed become a Jile Divine Chosen. Unfortunately, at the moment, there’s no opportunity to perform a naming ceremony for you,” Emperor’s Fall said calmly. “But your followers can at least serve a final purpose here.”

The ‘Loved’ curse Mei Wu possessed was just as effective on Horror Demons.

Born of the third-layer space, she quickly consolidated the Horror Demon group.

Among them, there was even a tribe of Beastmen.

The originally conflicting Horror Demon factions reached cooperation under her coordination.

She even once targeted the Fear Empress and the Second Generation Champion.

If she could combine their power, she’d make the Beastman Leader kneel to speak.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t pass the point before the Fear Empress was already dead.

And the Second Generation Champion… the risk was too high. She feared she’d be killed before her curse could take effect.

So, when the ‘Emperor’s Fall’, who had killed her Primordial body, was reborn in Horror Demon form.

She once felt fear, but chose to approach, aiming either to enlist or collaborate with him.

Even now, she believed her judgment was correct.

Humans would indeed receive reinforcements, but only after ages. It’s impossible for humanity to last millennia.

Instead of endlessly battling with the Forbidden Zone, it was better to cooperate with it.

Thus, she wanted to abandon most of humanity, making peace with the Forbidden Zone to extend survival for millennia…

Yet, Li Yelai still viewed her as a traitor and killed her.

This left her greatly unwilling.

This time, since she was reborn as a Horror Demon, she intended to make humanity face reality.

Therefore, she became the ‘Emperor’s Fall’s weapon.

Through her curse, Emperor’s Fall’s Chaos Contract rapidly spread among the Horror Demons.

The Horror Demons, under Mei Wu’s curse, willingly signed the Chaos Contract, becoming tools of chaos…

As for the current war, if the ‘point’ stronghold could be breached by the Horror Demons under the Nightmare’s influence, all the better.

The Nightmare King’s ability harmonizes well with the corruption of chaos, a potent tool for corrupting human civilians and soldiers.

Even if not, their deaths would form the foundation of a great blood sacrifice!

Simultaneously attacking all third-layer shelters without regard for life was to better create death and slaughter, spreading the vile plague of chaos.

And to disrupt the Second Generation Champion’s focus. Letting that magnetic-field madwoman concentrate on other Horror Demon leaders.

In this battlefield, both Horror Demons and humans will be sacrifices!

As a Divine Chosen, he excels in more than just slaughtering.

Whether those mysterious Horror Demons connected to the Disaster Fog consciousness are enraged by Emperor’s Fall’s actions, would Emperor’s Fall bother with them?

As the slaughter on the entire battlefield progresses, the aura of chaos grows ever thicker and stronger.

…

Simultaneously, in an unremarkable corner of a battlefield.

A soldier, already near death and trapped in a dream.

At that moment, opened his eyes, his body promptly transforming into a Horror Demon, and his deadly wounds vanished without a trace.

Gazing at the battlefield swirling with the chaotic aura, he suppressed a thrill of excitement.

“This is too interesting!”