Chapter 400: 402: The Immortal God, Super Saiyan Cave Dweller (10,000-word Mega Chapter, Request for Monthly Votes)
Chapter 400: 402: The Immortal God, Super Saiyan Cave Dweller (10,000-word Mega Chapter, Request for Monthly Votes)
Chapter 400: Chapter 402: The Immortal God, Super Saiyan Cave Dweller (10,000-word Mega Chapter, Request for Monthly Votes)
Following the escape of the Nagas, Lide Kachar arrived at the site, where he laid eyes upon the corpses of an Upper Race that could rival the Dark Night Elves in stature.
Their long serpentine bodies were thick and powerful, comparable to the circumference of a barrel, with upper bodies muscular as if forged from steel, emanating a feeling of immense strength.
Their four arms bore numerous scars, and although they lay powerlessly on the ground, no one would doubt the formidable combat abilities they possessed when alive and armed.
Especially striking were the dark crimson spines along their backs, resembling both the fins of a swordfish and daggers capable of tearing through steel, marking distinct racial characteristics.
“Your Majesty, Lord Kapp, we were unable to track the Nagas. They seem to have used a magic scroll to conceal their presence…”
At that moment, a Bloodline member stepped forward to report, his face showing displeasure, as the escape of the Nagas had evidently brought shame to the typically proud Dawn Army.
“Are these Nagas still alive?”
“They have all been killed.”
Lide Kachar nodded slightly, his eyes betraying a hint of admiration as he observed the bodies of the Nagas.
Even without weapons, they bravely faced fully armed Beastman warriors and fought valiantly; this was no simple feat.
Moreover, the physical structure of their race was designed as a natural killing machine.
The Four-Armed Nagas, with two additional arms, had an advantage that wasn’t as simple as adding numbers together. Ordinary warriors of the same level, even seven or eight of them, could hardly match one of them.
This sparked a certain thought in his mind.
The establishment of the Twilight Sect was imminent. If he could subjugate a strong and powerful Underground Race to become missionaries for the Twilight Sect…
Despite the strength of the Dawn City’s army, they were not suited for prolonged deployment in the Underworld.
Be it their living habits or experience in dealing with Dark Creatures, it was the same.
In theory, the Bloodline race would be the most appropriate, but Lide Kachar had significant plans for the Bloodline, and missionary work, destined to be prolonged and not a mere one-time deal, required long-term stationing.
The coming of the Old Days was unpredictable, and he couldn’t afford to leave such an important combat force as the Bloodline stranded in the Underworld.
“Gather all information about the Nagas; I want to know everything about this race.”
“Yes, Your Majesty!”
Since they had traded at Black Iron Castle, there must be people who had seen these Nagas and possibly knew where their tribe was located.
Once he knew the exact location of the Naga Tribe, everything would be manageable.
With a hundred thousand troops at his disposal, he didn’t believe the Nagas could match his power.
He was indeed interested in conquering this formidable Upper Race.
However, this task would require time, and the most crucial task at hand was the establishment of the Twilight Sect.
At this thought, Lide directed his gaze towards Beastman King Kapp by his side.
“Kapp, send out the order to rename the already built Dawn Church to Twilight Church,
and erase or replace all signs and other traces of Black Iron Castle within the city with those of Twilight City.”
After a moment’s thought, he added,
“Leave the half-elf churches untouched for now, just seal them off and prohibit outsiders from entering.”
“Do all this and then return immediately to report to me.”
Kapp’s expression was solemn, “Yes, Your Majesty.”
After waiting for the Level 18 Beastman King to lead his troops away, Lide surveyed the strictly guarded prisoners.
The central plaza of Black Iron Castle was vast, and even with over twenty thousand prisoners, it still seemed spacious.
Cave Dwellers, Half-Elves, Gray Dwarves, Harpies, Snake Race, Goblins, Dwarves… all sorts of odd races were present.
The diversity of life here was not necessarily inferior to that of the surface.
However, unlike the surface beings, most of the races here had a nauseating smell of blood and their eyes were filled with cruelty and bloodlust.
Chaotic evil, lawful evil, neutral evil… all sorts of alignments were present, but without exception, all had ‘evil’ as a suffix.
Lide could clearly sense the brutality in the eyes of these Dark Races, but he was unconcerned.
In terms of darkness and savagery, there seemed to be few Dark Races that could rival the Bloodline, except he had changed the traditional style of the Bloodline.
After a bit of thought, he didn’t take immediate action, but instead halted, waiting for Kapp’s report.
All actions would have to wait until the Twilight Sect was established.
Two Sunshine Hours later, Kapp’s figure reappeared.
“Your Majesty, the Dawn Church has been renamed to the Twilight Church, the original murals and holy statues have all been replaced, and all traces of Black Iron Castle in the marker signs have been changed to Twilight City.”
Upon hearing this, Lide Kachar slightly smiled.
At last, he could officially begin his plans.
The first phase of the plan was to establish a sect.
The Dawn Sect had been established unintentionally, but with that first experience, the second time would be much more comfortable…
Thinking this, Lide’s eyes narrowed slightly and his body began to float upwards.
Then, under the watchful eyes of all the captives, he revealed his true Bloodline form, a mesmerizingly perfect visage appearing before the Dark Race below.
His bat wings, adorned with dark crimson mystical runes, gently unfurled behind him, making his already majestic figure peerless.
Floating mid-air, Lide instantly attracted the attention of everyone present, yet nobody knew what he intended to do.
Moments later, Lide’s aura began to steadily climb as multiple skills were simultaneously activated—Master of Crimson, Immortal King, Descent of Fear…
At the same time, the Power of Faith began to operate and consume energy, and with this divine power, these potent skills started to emit an even more terrifying might.
True divine power.
At that moment, Lide seemed like a Demon God tearing through the abyss, descending upon the world. His raging momentum was like an eighteen-level hurricane, reversing millions of tons of seawater into the sky.
Beneath him, everyone was like small boats under his breath, quivering, fearing, panicking, helpless under that overwhelming power.
Mountains crumbled, heaven and earth shattered.
The divine presence was like hell.
Fear devoured everyone’s souls.
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