Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor

Chapter 1405 Civilization War: Rapid Escalation & Development (I)

Chapter 1405  Civilization War: Rapid Escalation & Development (I)

A monk dressed in a black robe with the character [pain] engraved on his bald head. The monk held prayer beads on his hand and he recited sutra, but anyone who saw him would not think he was some divine or enlightened monk.

On the contrary, his body's aura was cold, indifferent, and full of resentful souls—this man was an evil monk. People who claimed to be evil monks, meat-eating monks, flower-stealing monks, and others have always existed in the upper dimension.

During Maitreya's reign, Buddhism prospered, and these people were labeled heretics, but it was hard to eliminate them — until she became one of the suns. With her immense power, these blasphemous monks were hunted down like mad dogs. In fact, she did not even have to spend too much time on them; with one thought, she could take control of the word [monk] and eliminate anyone who dared sully it.

This evil monk should have been long eradicated from this world, so why was he still alive? If there is one thing cultivators are great at, it's finding a way to survive. After Maitreya's sublimation as a sun and once she started eliminating these people, these evil monks ran to Taoism to find refuge.

Supreme Unity knew these people could have some effect on Buddhism by ruining their reputation, so he provided them with asylum. Maitreya was not happy and wanted to retaliate. Sadly, Supreme Unity did not care as much as she did about Taoims' reputation. This decision was among the first signs of cracks between the two suns.

The Suffering Monk waited in a dilapidated temple until two people appeared: a woman and a man. Their slightly red eyes and the fact they covered every part of their body were indications that they had the plague.

"Donors, you're finally here."

"Suffering Monk, are you sure your news is true?" the woman asked with a grating voice. The man did not speak but intensely stared at the monk.

"Donor, I'm sure you've heard of the rumors."

"These rumors also said nonsense like mortals now have the power to kill cultivators," the woman sneered.

"That is also true," the Suffering Monk responded.

"Let's go," the woman said to her partner. "I told you this was nonsense."

"Donor, death is looming over you, but you don't seem to be in a hurry," the Suffering Monk said with a smile, showing his black teeth. "However, that's fine too. You can slowly wait for your demise as pain and suffering slowly take your mind and spirit. When the suffering is too much, maybe you will have a chance to break the shackles of your soul and achieve nirvana." The mad monk laughed out loud with a creepy and haunting voice.

"Honey, we don't have anything to lose," the man finally said. "Why don't we try it?" He did not want to die, so even if he felt he was making a deal with the devil for his soul, he still wanted to try.

"This monk doesn't look trustworthy," his wife said through divine sense.

"I know this, but I'm confident we can kill him as long as we work together."

"...Alright." The plague was rapidly spreading through their bodies and souls, meaning they did not have long before they lost their minds or consciousness and died.

"Lead the way," the man said.

"Donor, you've made the right choice," the Suffering Monk said with a wide grin. "Now, follow me, and don't stray too far." The monk mobilized his law to tear open the void, and the couple followed. The three spent two weeks traveling before reaching their destination: a large area where more than 30 mortal dynasties lived, prospered, and competed against one another.

Wang Wei had more than a thousand screens before him, observing and analyzing. As soon as these three reached their destination, he was alerted and briefly glanced over them. He was about to ignore this group before he suddenly paused, looking at the monk.

'Is this how they bypassed our blockade?'

All the factions involved were serious about this blockage, and without Supreme Unity's direct interference, he could not understand how it happened. However, Wang Wei now had a theory. Some of these evil monks, with the proper technique, disguised themselves as true monks to bypass their blockade.

'This bastard truly knows how to best utilize all his pawns,' Wang Wei complained and praised. Supreme Unity had many pawns, many of whom he knew, but he also labeled some useless. However, no pawn is useless if the chess player knows how to use them.

'Lesson learned,' Wang Wei thought before focusing on the task at hand. 'It's been 5 years of constant training, so let's see how you guys do with this group.' It's been 5 years since the bases' first battle with cultivators, but a hundred years have passed for them due to the Time Array. Wang Wei felt it was time for a new challenge.

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"We're here," said the Suffering Monk.

"And you're sure their blood is enough to cure the plague?" the woman asked.

"Not cure, but slow down its spread," the monk corrected.

"That's enough for us," the man nodded.

"They are also here," the monk suddenly said.

"Who?"

"The mortals."

More than a thousand lights descended from the sky, revealing this enormous ship surrounded by more than 20,000 smaller ships.

"What are those?" the woman asked, looking at these strange-looking black ships. She did not have the words to describe them, but if she had, she would say they were sci-fi-like.

"Haven't I told you? The mortals' defense force."

"You're telling me they've built such artificer wonders?"

"It probably wasn't them," the man said. "These top lineages probably gave it to them as protection."

"That makes sense, but how did they control them?" The man shrugged, not knowing the answer.

"Let's prepare for battle," the Suffering Monk said excitedly. Battles and wars are one of this world's primary sources of pain and suffering, so he enjoys them thoroughly.

Inside the largest battleship:

"Commander, what should we do?"

Commander Shi Ping did not immediately answer. Instead, he glanced at the monk. His intuition was telling him something was off with that monk.

"What is the level reading of these three?" Shi Ping asked.

"Level 7."

He frowned, and after a brief analysis, he relayed his orders: "First, charge the [Annihilation Cannon] and activate the Guardian Shield." Everyone looked at him, not hiding their surprise. None of these orders were standard and seemed extreme for the situation. However, he was the commander, so they had to listen to him.

"Start the initial bombardment," Shi Ping nodded. "But don't forget we are facing a monk, so activate the highest spiritual mind protection." Everyone in the command room or other battleships heard and executed his orders. These ships immediately started bombarding these three cultivators.

At first, the couple did not take it seriously until they felt the slight power of law from these cannons. Their expressions twisted, and they hurriedly used their own laws. The woman released a tempest of flames while the man played with black winds. Only the monk remained calm as his body released a black aura that easily blocked these attacks.

"Target these ships," the woman said, and everyone rushed forward.

"Wind and Flame Dao and a possible body refiner monk," Commander Shi Ping commented. The monk's situation was still iffy, but he remained Shi Ping's primary concern.

"Target the woman with our Water Cannons and the other two with Lightning." The battleships immediately changed tactics, using their element counter for these two. Such a quick decision made reaching the ships more challenging for these three. However, they still made slow progress until they arrived less than 3 kilometers.

The Suffering Monk punched forward to manifest a towering black fist. The ships reacted swiftly by activating their shields, but this attack destroyed more than 20 ships, killing countless people. The mortal's rune technology had significantly advanced, but the Soul Link technology Wang Wei proposed hadn't been developed to be used in all their ships, meaning these ships contained many humans helping control them.

Commander Shi Ping remained calm. He had experienced countless expeditions in the past 5 years, and death has become one of his eternal companions.

"First, release the mist, followed by Puppet Legions," Shi Ping ordered. "Command them to use Tactic 6Y4 for the woman, 9J8 for the man, and 13K9 for the monk."

The battleships opened a few latches, releasing more than millions of puppets. Although most of them were 6B puppets, there were a few 7 A as well. Without hesitation, these puppets rushed to their target.

The couple glanced at each other before nodding simultaneously. They immediately used their "famous" combination attack: Wind Flame Tornado. An enormous spiral flame engulfed these enthusiastic puppets, eradicating hundreds of thousands of them. However, such an enormous casualty could not deter these mindless creatures. They had one objective and would not stop until they had accomplished their task.